Granny B & Gpa got to come up for Hunter's birthday party! The Superhero theme was a huge success! The Captain America piñata shield was blown to pieces and capes and masks were donned by almost all the guests. He is still talking about it! So fun!
Tuesday, March 11, 2014
Winter Woes
This winter has been a loooooooooong one! I know soon enough we will be wishing for some cooler weather as the insane mosquitos and humidity beat upon us, but our kids have enjoyed making their snowmen and are ready for beach weather!
It has been really neat watching them grow up- Hunter is as sweet as always to Addison, and she is always up for an adventure. We spend as much time as we can with our neighbors and friends, and although the kids don't know it yet, our best friends across the street with be moving in a couple months..... I don't know how to break the news. Soon we will be making a trip to Tennessee to see the family, and our warmer weather will provide lots of outdoor adventures.
Tuesday, April 2, 2013
I don't wanna share!
Trying to teach the important sharing principle....I spent 10 minutes going back and forth with Hunter about a prized $1 magnifying glass toy. Addison wanted it, he didn't want to share it, and that was it as far as he was concerned. But our family motto is "If you can't share it, you can't have it." It prevents us from keeping the idea that we "earned" anything in life. God gave it to us, and we are to be the stewards, not the hoarders of it. So, my weak persuasion to my four year old went like this:
"Hunter, if you can't share it, you can't have it."
"But its my toy!"
"Addison just wants to play with it for a little bit, and then you can have it back."
"But I don't want to share!"
"Ok, then your choice is to let me take it away from you and you won't ever get to play with it any more, or you can share it with your sister."
(He slowly mumbles that he will share it.) She receives it with a joyful laugh and I point out to him,
"Look how happy she looks!"
"Yeah, well, I"M NOT HAPPY!"
She plays with it for a mere 5 seconds and he runs upstairs crying.
I call him downstairs and hug him and tell him how proud I am that he made the right choice.
"Hunter, sometimes God gives us blessings for making the right choice. Can I give you a special blessing? (thinking of rewarding him with a few gummies)
"No! I don't want a special blessing!"
.........OK, so to make the perfect analogy to our own spiritual lives....isn't it painfully clear that we do the same exact thing?
1. We don't want to share our things
2. We don't care what God tells us to do, it's too hard!
3. We are so small sighted that we can only focus on ourselves that we don't think about how it will bless others. (The magnifying glass makes our desires the only thing we focus on)
4. We become so out of practice with obeying God that we don't even care about the blessing that will come with obedience!
"Do not neglect to do good and to share what you have, for such sacrifices are pleasing to God." Hebrews 13:16
Monday, March 18, 2013
The Whining Heart vs Sacrificial Heart
The is the multi-edited version.....if you're interested in the 1st edition, come over to my house and we'll sip coffee and I'll share the uglier details!!!
Last night after another long day of ministry, I was driving home having a pity party and whining to God. I had to ask my neighbor to watch my kids (all of our usual babysitters were AT our church leadership meeting) and after getting them home and trying to do baths & bedtime, they were exhausted and difficult to say the least. While I was disciplining my little 2 year old because she was screaming "NO" at me, God was looking down at me and seeing me act just like my daughter. "NO! I'm tired! I don't want to do it!"
When Doug finally came home with a pile of bowls and containers to be washed from the dinner meeting, my selfishness fumed again. Instead of sacrificing for the Lord, I expected Him to serve me. The Holy Spirit revealed in a painstakingly clear way what had been growing in my heart- a lack of a sacrificial heart.
I picked up Christine Hoovers book The Church Planting Wife and began reading Chapter 5 "The Sacrificial Heart". She writes, "I want to serve God, but only so much. I want to love people, but only those I like. I want to glorify God, but I would like a little glory myself. I'm willing to sacrifice, but only as long as I receive something in return." I can look back over the last couple months and see how my selfishness, pride, and deserving kind of attitude has crept out of my life. It is ugly, and it also hinders me from being used by God.
The questions I would urge us all to ask is, "Do we seek to have our own needs met, or meet others? Do we seek what's comfortable, pursue appreciation, and seek attention? Do we look for people to bless us or look for ways to bless others? Are we serving out of obligation and duty or will we serve people like we are serving God?"(pg90)
I pray that I will drop to my knees and serve my family, my church, and my gracious God more.
Last night after another long day of ministry, I was driving home having a pity party and whining to God. I had to ask my neighbor to watch my kids (all of our usual babysitters were AT our church leadership meeting) and after getting them home and trying to do baths & bedtime, they were exhausted and difficult to say the least. While I was disciplining my little 2 year old because she was screaming "NO" at me, God was looking down at me and seeing me act just like my daughter. "NO! I'm tired! I don't want to do it!"
When Doug finally came home with a pile of bowls and containers to be washed from the dinner meeting, my selfishness fumed again. Instead of sacrificing for the Lord, I expected Him to serve me. The Holy Spirit revealed in a painstakingly clear way what had been growing in my heart- a lack of a sacrificial heart.
The questions I would urge us all to ask is, "Do we seek to have our own needs met, or meet others? Do we seek what's comfortable, pursue appreciation, and seek attention? Do we look for people to bless us or look for ways to bless others? Are we serving out of obligation and duty or will we serve people like we are serving God?"(pg90)
I pray that I will drop to my knees and serve my family, my church, and my gracious God more.
Monday, February 4, 2013
Suffering Missionary or Famous Football Athlete?
We all want the best for our kids, right? Given the choice, would you rather your beautiful sweet child grow up to be an all star athlete, be named in the Hall of Fame, have a great family, huge house, and substantial bank account - or - move across the world to suffer for the sake of the gospel of Jesus Christ, being imprisoned- never waivering in his faith in the redeeming work of Jesus?
We went to the 20/20 conference at Southeastern Baptist Theological Seminary with 70 of our college students and some leaders from our ministry to be steeped in words of encouragement on the gospel and our part in missions. This question penetrated Doug and I's hearts because we love our children deeply, and the affirming thing that we established over chips and salsa afterwards was that we both would choose the 2nd for our kids. In fact, we pray at night over Hunter and Addison that they would grasp the great love of Christ for the nations and that they would seek to make Jesus famous with their lives. This is not an easy thought to have running through your mind when you snuggle with your baby girl at night or when wrestling with your son on the carpet. You want them to experience joy and laughter and success. But we realize that nothing can compare to the surpassing love in Christ.
It was said at the conference by Dr. Daniel Akin that the most joyous people he has ever met were those suffering for the sake of the gospel. In America, we are clinging to things that will fade and stress us out...while treasures in eternity await for those who proclaim the good news to those who are in utter darkness and held captive by the enemy.
Our children will never really understand this concept if Doug & I don't model it for them now. I'm trying to figure out what that looks like on an every day basis. Does it mean simply reminding our kids that stuff can't make us happy? Does it mean that we take them on a mission trip soon? Does it mean that we give more of our money to organizations that take the gospel to the nations? One thing we have done is we bought a little globe bank at World Market ($7) and Hunter puts his chore money in it for church. At night after Bible Story time, we let him choose a country on the globe and we pray for the girls and boys in that country that don't have mommies and daddies and the missionaries who are telling those people about Jesus. It takes 45 seconds, but we pray that it will have a lasting impact.
We went to the 20/20 conference at Southeastern Baptist Theological Seminary with 70 of our college students and some leaders from our ministry to be steeped in words of encouragement on the gospel and our part in missions. This question penetrated Doug and I's hearts because we love our children deeply, and the affirming thing that we established over chips and salsa afterwards was that we both would choose the 2nd for our kids. In fact, we pray at night over Hunter and Addison that they would grasp the great love of Christ for the nations and that they would seek to make Jesus famous with their lives. This is not an easy thought to have running through your mind when you snuggle with your baby girl at night or when wrestling with your son on the carpet. You want them to experience joy and laughter and success. But we realize that nothing can compare to the surpassing love in Christ.
It was said at the conference by Dr. Daniel Akin that the most joyous people he has ever met were those suffering for the sake of the gospel. In America, we are clinging to things that will fade and stress us out...while treasures in eternity await for those who proclaim the good news to those who are in utter darkness and held captive by the enemy.
Our children will never really understand this concept if Doug & I don't model it for them now. I'm trying to figure out what that looks like on an every day basis. Does it mean simply reminding our kids that stuff can't make us happy? Does it mean that we take them on a mission trip soon? Does it mean that we give more of our money to organizations that take the gospel to the nations? One thing we have done is we bought a little globe bank at World Market ($7) and Hunter puts his chore money in it for church. At night after Bible Story time, we let him choose a country on the globe and we pray for the girls and boys in that country that don't have mommies and daddies and the missionaries who are telling those people about Jesus. It takes 45 seconds, but we pray that it will have a lasting impact.
Crazy Simpler Living
I hesitate to even type the following thoughts for fear that I must then act upon them. Ever feel that way? You know you need to do something, but if you keep quiet about it and don't share those pressing thoughts then maybe you can just get away with it and forget it. But, I think there is MUCH room in our life for improvement in this area.
We have this notion that people with fame and fortune are happy, but one trip to the grocery store and eyeing the magazines exploiting the personal failures of the rich and famous should recalibrate us.
Jen Hatmaker says that "Excess has impaired the perspective in America; we are the richest people on the earth, praying to get richer." I owe this blog post to this article by Jen Hatmaker entitled "SEVEN" in the January issue of Parent Life.
She and her family began a project called Seven. For seven months, she and her family evaluated areas of excess in their lives and reduced their needs.
*Month One: She ate only seven foods.
* Month Two: She wore the same seven items of clothing.
* Month Three: She took away seven forms of media.
*Month Four: She spent money in only seven places.
* Month Six: They adopted seven habits for a greener life.
* Month Seven: They observed seven daily prayers and the traditional Sabbath.
I know, right? Crazy!!" Turn the page, quick!" I thought...."before I get convicted!" But I couldn't turn. I had to keep reading because I knew she was right. I knew that everyday I was clinging closer and closer to the "stuff" in my life. I was craving new shoes & clothes, better hair products, and better food in my refrigerator. This realization was doubled by my sweet friend and neighbor whose family really and truly practices simpler living. Her husband says that the less dishes and clothes they have to wash, the more time they can spend on people and learning about God. Think about it! The less clothes I have to choose from, the quicker I can get out in the morning to church! Seeing a family live it out in real life is encouraging, and Doug and I have talked about ways that we can adopt this philosophy. I have begun to take a few steps removing excess in our home (much to our kids dismay when they saw their toys being hauled off in the van)!
May we remember the famous quote by Jim Elliot, "He is no fool who gives what he cannot keep to gain what he cannot lose." The more we cling to Jesus' priorities, the less we will cling to things of this world.
We have this notion that people with fame and fortune are happy, but one trip to the grocery store and eyeing the magazines exploiting the personal failures of the rich and famous should recalibrate us.
Jen Hatmaker says that "Excess has impaired the perspective in America; we are the richest people on the earth, praying to get richer." I owe this blog post to this article by Jen Hatmaker entitled "SEVEN" in the January issue of Parent Life.
She and her family began a project called Seven. For seven months, she and her family evaluated areas of excess in their lives and reduced their needs.
*Month One: She ate only seven foods.
* Month Two: She wore the same seven items of clothing.
* Month Three: She took away seven forms of media.
*Month Four: She spent money in only seven places.
* Month Six: They adopted seven habits for a greener life.
* Month Seven: They observed seven daily prayers and the traditional Sabbath.
I know, right? Crazy!!" Turn the page, quick!" I thought...."before I get convicted!" But I couldn't turn. I had to keep reading because I knew she was right. I knew that everyday I was clinging closer and closer to the "stuff" in my life. I was craving new shoes & clothes, better hair products, and better food in my refrigerator. This realization was doubled by my sweet friend and neighbor whose family really and truly practices simpler living. Her husband says that the less dishes and clothes they have to wash, the more time they can spend on people and learning about God. Think about it! The less clothes I have to choose from, the quicker I can get out in the morning to church! Seeing a family live it out in real life is encouraging, and Doug and I have talked about ways that we can adopt this philosophy. I have begun to take a few steps removing excess in our home (much to our kids dismay when they saw their toys being hauled off in the van)!
Wednesday, July 25, 2012
Pediatrician, Poison Control and a Platoon of ants came marching in....hurrah hurrah
Yesterday's day was so ridiculous that I must record it or I'll think back on it and not believe it actually happened.
9:50 am: Addison starts crying (up all night, which was why she slept in), I go into her room to find her naked, wet diaper on floor, covered in poop, which is also smeared all over her crib and PotteryBarn bedding.
9:52 : I throw her in bathtub and hose her down
9:54: Hunter decided he wants to take a bath and starts taking all his clothes off, trying to climb in my now poop filled bathtub.
10:00: Both kids are now in our master bathtub playing happily as I carefully pry all bedding off crib.
10:10: Ding Dong! A new college student to our ministry arrives for our breakfast meeting
10:12: Me and two half naked wet children come downstairs to greet our sweet visitor, Kate.
10:15: Try to make chocolate chip pancakes as Hunter spills pancake mix everywhere
10:20: Look at Addison to discover she looks like she got into a UFC fight, her eye and chin is swollen and red.
10:30: Call Pediatrician, give Benadryl
10:40: Eat pancakes and enjoy a discussion with Kate (while Addison spills a box of Cheerios on carpet)
11:30: Say goodbye to our guest, vacuum up cheerios.
11:30: Try to clean the rest of Addison's morning surprise and notice that the children are both very quiet.
12:00: Call Poison Control. (Kids knocked Pepto Bismol tablets from top shelf in pantry and decided to try a few)
12:30: Put Addison to bed, collapse in a heap.
3:00: Hunter wants to play bubbles, and spills and entire bottle of bubble juice on floor.
3:30: Notice an army of ants that have come marching into our kitchen.
4:00: Wash all kitchen mats and vacuum (again)
5:00: Try to make dessert for our premarital counseling session tonight: Hunter wants to help.
5:37: BEEPING oven timer!! (AH! Burned the dessert b/c I was playing trains with Hunter)
6:00: Throw kids into van.
6:02: Forgot something: Got locked out of house, go around to get extra key
6:03: Go out into the rain to grocery store to buy new dessert: ice cream. (Praying that for once, as I check out there's not a kind old lady behind me telling me to "Enjoy these days! They go by so fast!" I could just see it now..."Local Pastor's Wife takes out old lady in Grocery Store Checkout Lane."
6:15: As I put the cart away, Hunter gets out of his carseat, throws open driver's side door and almost smashes the nice black BMW next to me...close call!
7:00: Make dinner, Doug walks in- exhausted from his nonstop day of ministry.
6:30: Throw kids in bathtub again, and make myself somewhat presentable for our company coming.
10:00: Watch Covert Affairs with Doug and fold a ginormous amount of laundry.
12:00: Roll into bed
1:00am: Addison crying
4:00am: Addison crying
5:00am Addison crying...We pretend not to hear
7:30am Hunter wakes up: "Mommy! Come downstairs with me!!!"
9:50 am: Addison starts crying (up all night, which was why she slept in), I go into her room to find her naked, wet diaper on floor, covered in poop, which is also smeared all over her crib and PotteryBarn bedding.
9:52 : I throw her in bathtub and hose her down
9:54: Hunter decided he wants to take a bath and starts taking all his clothes off, trying to climb in my now poop filled bathtub.
10:00: Both kids are now in our master bathtub playing happily as I carefully pry all bedding off crib.
10:10: Ding Dong! A new college student to our ministry arrives for our breakfast meeting
10:12: Me and two half naked wet children come downstairs to greet our sweet visitor, Kate.
10:15: Try to make chocolate chip pancakes as Hunter spills pancake mix everywhere
10:20: Look at Addison to discover she looks like she got into a UFC fight, her eye and chin is swollen and red.
10:30: Call Pediatrician, give Benadryl
10:40: Eat pancakes and enjoy a discussion with Kate (while Addison spills a box of Cheerios on carpet)
11:30: Say goodbye to our guest, vacuum up cheerios.
11:30: Try to clean the rest of Addison's morning surprise and notice that the children are both very quiet.
12:00: Call Poison Control. (Kids knocked Pepto Bismol tablets from top shelf in pantry and decided to try a few)
12:30: Put Addison to bed, collapse in a heap.
3:00: Hunter wants to play bubbles, and spills and entire bottle of bubble juice on floor.
3:30: Notice an army of ants that have come marching into our kitchen.
4:00: Wash all kitchen mats and vacuum (again)
5:00: Try to make dessert for our premarital counseling session tonight: Hunter wants to help.
5:37: BEEPING oven timer!! (AH! Burned the dessert b/c I was playing trains with Hunter)
6:00: Throw kids into van.
6:02: Forgot something: Got locked out of house, go around to get extra key
6:03: Go out into the rain to grocery store to buy new dessert: ice cream. (Praying that for once, as I check out there's not a kind old lady behind me telling me to "Enjoy these days! They go by so fast!" I could just see it now..."Local Pastor's Wife takes out old lady in Grocery Store Checkout Lane."
6:15: As I put the cart away, Hunter gets out of his carseat, throws open driver's side door and almost smashes the nice black BMW next to me...close call!
7:00: Make dinner, Doug walks in- exhausted from his nonstop day of ministry.
6:30: Throw kids in bathtub again, and make myself somewhat presentable for our company coming.
10:00: Watch Covert Affairs with Doug and fold a ginormous amount of laundry.
12:00: Roll into bed
1:00am: Addison crying
4:00am: Addison crying
5:00am Addison crying...We pretend not to hear
7:30am Hunter wakes up: "Mommy! Come downstairs with me!!!"
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