I’ve actually always disliked that word … “change”.
I have vivid memories of being a child, teenager, and young adult experiencing great unsettledness when there was change. I appreciated consistency, routines, and schedules. (In fact, that’s still fairly accurate.)
If life is going a long just fine, why do things have to change anyway? Maybe things can stay the same if I hold on tightly enough?
I’ve been thinking a lot about change this past week. Seasons are about to change. We’re in those last few weeks of summer, and fall is just around the corner. It’s time for change. The weather will change. The leaves with change.
This morning I was reflecting on how the Lord is gracious to give us seasons. Spring, Summer, Fall, and Winter. Like a merry-go-round … over and over we repeat the seasons. Round and round we go. The earth continually spinning, the days coming and going, and we cycle through the seasons we’ve come to know so well.
If I’m honest, the seasons are bit like a security blanket. I’ve come to rely on them.
Spring … the fragrant blooms, the color of green canvasing the skyline again, the sound of birds chirping, the warmer days and new life.
Summer … longer daylight hours, the sound of the girls’ giggles when they swim, afternoon storms, the break from school, the sense of adventure.
Fall … the vibrant colors of the leaves, the cool air, opening the windows and feeling the breeze, sweaters and boots, the consistency of routine.
Winter … bundling up, cozy evenings by a fire, hot chocolate and good books, game nights inside as a family, snow days, the joy of celebrating Christmas.
The truth is, each season is beautifully unique. Each season brings with it features and characteristics that we don’t experience unless we are in that season.
I could just as easily list off several things I dislike about each season as well. With every season, we are certain to experience both likes and dislikes. There are things about it that we take joy in and things we wish weren’t a reality.
The seasons mark change. They mark transition.
Eleven years ago yesterday I was “nesting.” I remember folding laundry, cleaning up around the house, and organizing baby clothes. I spent all day wondering when we would finally be holding Victoria in our arms.
Seems like those last few weeks of pregnancy that’s what I was always wondering! I would walk in and out of her nursery a million times … trying to imagine what life would look like when we brought our little miss home.
How would it feel? What would it be like? What would she be like?
I dreamt of all the perfect moments with our sweet girl, and I asked the Lord to give us wisdom and knowledge so that we would raise our daughter to love Him with her whole heart. I wanted to raise a daughter who would stand with Christ at all costs.
Casey and I often joke that we knew the most about parenting before we had children! On that day eleven years ago we knew a lot …
Little did I know that the very next day, on August 27, 2007 Victoria Marie would finally be in our arms. That’s the day when the journey really began.
We could never have predicted what the years would hold … the joys or the challenges, the amazingly beautiful moments, or the incredibly desperate ones.
In some ways, this journey of parenting has been what I thought it would be … in other ways, its absolutely nothing like I expected. It’s amazing how life works like that isn’t it?
Today, I am thankful for the many lessons learned along the way. I’m thankful for good ideas and theories that got turned upside down and flipped inside out. I’m thankful for a journey that taught us lessons we didn’t know we needed to learn.
While I am thankful for the lessons of the past eleven years, I am also preparing my heart for the many more to come.
God will use our children to shape and teach us. He will use the gift of raising our children to create, in us, a dependence on Him.
We can choose to be refined in the process, or we can choose to resent the process. No matter how we choose to go through it, the process is happening.
Refinement or resentment? It’s up to us.
With the right attitude and perspective, the Father can, and will, use this journey of parenting to make us more like Him … which, in the end, is what we all really need.
I need to be more like Him. My kids need me to be more like Him. And so do yours.
We need to stop wishing for a perfect parenting journey and, instead, let the journey of parenting perfect us.
This morning that’s what I’m thankful for. I am thankful for a journey that didn’t let us stay where we were. A journey that caused us to lean into Jesus more and more each day.
Parents, let’s embrace what God is doing in our hearts as we raise the children He’s entrusted to us.
May we have the patience and the discipline to choose refinement over resentment as we allow the process of parenting to do a perfecting work in us.
I’m thankful that this journey is still leading us straight to the feet of Jesus … because, ultimately, that’s where I pray our daughter’s journey will continually lead her as well.
I have not been able to stop thinking about how incredibly amazing it is that our Father in heaven truly knows us. He is the creator of heaven and earth, and “He upholds the universe by the word of his power…” yet He knows me.
He knows you. He knows your children.
We recently took a trip to the Ark Encounter and Creation Museum. We’d been wanting to visit for a while, and we finally carved out the time to go. While we were there, we sat through a musical show where at one point the singer began to talk about woodpeckers.
He talked about the many unique features of a woodpecker, and while this post isn’t really about the woodpecker, just look at these facts for a second…
Most woodpeckers have stiffened feathers because they use them to counter balance when they are pecking on a tree. Brilliant!
They have a sticky glue-like substance on their extra-long tongues that allow them to get to the insects inside the tree. Clever.
While most birds have one toe pointing back and three pointing forward on each foot, woodpeckers have two sharply clawed toes pointing in each direction to help them grasp the sides of trees and balance while they hammer away. Genius.
Woodpeckers have a special skull structure that cushions and protects their brains from the repeated impact of pecking on trees. So smart!
The more he rattled off these details about woodpeckers, the more enamored with the Creator I was becoming. I mean, seriously? It’s beautiful, incredible, and genius.
Honestly, we could pick any animal and begin to study its lifestyle and habits and see how it, too, was uniquely designed so that it could function and live as needed.
I walked out of that show and instantly thought, “Who am I that you are mindful of me?”
The day after we got home from our visit to the Ark Encounter and Creation Museum, we spent the evening with some friends watching meteors. We sat on their back deck counting the number of meteors we saw streak across the night sky.
It was the first time I had ever seen a meteor … it was magical!
We drove home that night, and I was filled with the same thought, “Who am I that you are mindful of me?”
The God of all … the Creator … the Master Designer and Artists of all that is on earth and in the heavens … He knows me. He knows YOU. He knows our children.
“When I look at your heavens, the work of your fingers, the moon and the stars, which you have set in place, what is man that you are mindful of him, and the son of man that you care for him?” Psalm 8:3-4
Who are we that He would even give us a second glance? Yet, He watches over us. (Psalm 121:8)
Who are we that He would think about us? Yet, his thoughts towards us are precious and vast and if we tried to count them, they are more than the sand. (Psalm 139:17
Who are we? We are God’s masterpiece. (Ephesians 2:10)
If you’re feeling unseen, unknown, or unloved … it’s not true.
“Why, even the hairs of your head are all numbered. Fear not; you are of more value than many sparrows.” Luke 12:7
I began to think about how humbling and beautiful it is that we are known by the creator of the heavens of the earth. He has made us with the specific characteristics and unique features to live the life He’s called us to live.
How silly of the woodpecker to wish it didn’t have stiff feathers. Or, how ridiculous it would be if the woodpecker wished it didn’t have that glue on its tongue. It would not be able to survive or do what it was made to do.
Let us not devalue the unique way our Maker has fashioned us. You are uniquely made, and it’s by design.
As parents, let’s ask the Maker to show us the unique features He’s given our children. Perhaps what we see as “stubborn” is a strength that will serve them well in the future. What we see as “emotional” is a tender and compassionate heart that will one day serve others.
God has designed and created each of our children for a purpose, and He’s given them the unique features they need to live out that purpose.
We must shift our perspective.
Slow down long enough to realize that the very breathe you just took is a miracle.
Look in the eyes of your children and marvel at what you see.
Listen to your children talk and see if you can discover something new about the unique way they have been fashioned by their Creator.
You are fearfully and wonderfully made. You are valued. You are loved. You are seen.
Anyone who says otherwise to you is just lying – even if it’s yourself.
As parents, let us walk in the truth and speak that truth over our children.
If you struggle to believe the truth … take a timeout and go read Psalm 139, or watch video about the woodpecker, or take a walk and simply look around at the handiwork of our Creator and let HIM reveal to you how you are loved and valued so much more than those things. (Matthew 6:26)
Wonder at the amazing and brilliant design of creation – and know that you, too, are amazingly and brilliantly designed.
It’s that time of the year already….time for school to start back.
In our community, many schools have already started, and most of the rest are starting back this week. It’s an exciting time, and we are praying for you and your children as the new school year adventures begin.
Whether your children attend a public school, private school, home school, co-op or some mix of them all, I want you to know that God has a plan for your kids this school year that goes beyond their learning reading, writing and math.
Education is very important, and a love of learning is one of the greatest gifts we can give to our children. As important as it is, however, let us not forget the command of Ephesians 6:4 to “bring them (our children) up in the training and instruction of the Lord.”
Your children will be receiving a lot of instruction from many different books. This year, make sure the Bible has a prominent place in your family and in your children’s education.
It has been said that the Bible is simple enough to be understood by a child and complex enough to confound a scholar. We are never too young or too old, and it’s never too late to start.
Remember, the Bible is so much more than another book. Literally, “The word of God is alive and active. Sharper than any double-edged sword, it penetrates even to dividing soul and spirit, joints and marrow; it judges the thoughts and attitudes of the heart.” Hebrews 4:12
Kara recently did a two part teaching about the Sword of the Spirit. I think you’ll find both Part 1( Video / Audio) and Part 2 (Video / Audio) to be enlightening, encouraging, and challenging as we all seek to impart The Truth into our kids.
Know the Word so you can sow the Word into the hearts of your Children!
“The Lord is my Shepherd, I lack nothing. He makes me lie down in green pastures…” Psalm 23:1-2
Have you ever stopped to imagine what those green pastures would look like?
I’ve always imagined an inviting scene…beautiful, rolling hills covered in green, plush grass. A gentle breeze would be blowing, and you could see the waves of grass swaying back and forth. It’s a serene, peaceful, and welcoming image.
That was the picture in my mind…until one day when I watched this video. The image in my head was completely challenged…and changed.
This place called “green pastures” in Jerusalem looks much more like a dessert wasteland than rolling meadows. It’s a hillside covered in rocks. How could that be “green pastures”?
This is not the image I had in mind.
The guide explained that interspersed among the rocky hillside were moisture filled pockets where grass would grow. I watched as a shepherd led the sheep across the hillside right to the specific places where they would be able to eat.
The sheep had to follow the shepherd if they were to find the grass.
I was reminded of the Israelites who were given manna from God. He gave them manna each and every day with the instruction to take only what they would need for the day. They weren’t supposed to store it up.
I thought about the scripture that says His mercies are new every morning. We are given mercy for the day we’re having…right now.
Our Father gives us what we need for the present moment.
The guide in the video says, “Green pastures are not everything you need for the rest of your life.”
Life doesn’t actually look like frolicking around in a green pasture without a care in the world for the rest of our lives.
Life looks a lot more like needing a Shepherd to lead us to the nourishment we need.
Life looks a lot more like learning to trust the heart of our Shepherd. When we’re following him across a rocky hillside we need to trust that He’s taking us where we need to be.
“Worry is dealing with tomorrow’s problem on today’s pasture.” When we look ahead and wonder just exactly where the Shepherd is taking us…when we strain to see in the distance and, to us, it looks like there’s not a patch of grass to be found…we must trust the Shepherd. (A lot easier said than done…I know.)
“In the dessert you learn that the Shepherd will get you what you need for right now. Ten minutes from now…you trust the shepherd.”
Our Father takes joy in our trust. Over and over in scripture we see people in positions of dependance, trust, and reliance on Him.
The Shepherd wants to be followed. He sets the pace, and He names the destination.
If we find ourselves saying, “This isn’t what I thought ‘green pastures’ meant…” Hang on, trust, and keep following the Shepherd.