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Broken But Not Forgotten

 

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She was so bubbly during dinner time. Ate her food so quickly in order to make it on time to church for her usual Wednesday night youth group bible study.  A few hours later when it was over, her mom pulled into the church parking lot to pick her up. She opened the car door to take a seat and immediately her mother noticed that there was something different.  Something heavy in the air. Nothing bubbly about it. Not wanting to be intrusive, her mom casually asked how her night went, to which she answered a short  CeliArt © 2015 @Time2Refuel ™  Mom pressed a bit more to discuss the topic they had studied that night and quickly moved on to ask who she had been “hanging out” with.  The answer was pained, abrupt and disjointed.  Leading her mom to believe that the heavy feeling she felt was not just her imagination but rather in her daughter’s demeanor. Point blank her mom asked, “Are you okay?”
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The truth…she was tired.  Tired of being ignored.  Later on that night she let her mother into the truth of the matter.

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Her bubbly demeanor was burst

Can you relate? What do you do when your teen feels pushed aside, forgotten or left out?  My heart breaks every time I think about what she must have felt.  As an adult I’ve experienced that sensation of being left out, not being able to connect with those that we’d like to be friends with and the pain that goes with it. Imagine how much more devastating to a teenaged girl. I can see how that could happen to me because I was quite shy.  This young girl however is extremely outgoing, involved in her church and always willing to help a hand. All the adults rave about her.  You couldn’t ask for a sweeter girl. So why do kids her age not seek her out or include her. The saddest part is that this girl has been battling this issue quietly for several years now.  She confessed to her mother that she even opened up about it during a bible study one night last year.  She told them she felt left out and how she would really like to feel included, like part of the group.  Do you know that not one girl approached her afterward.  Poor thing was so disillusioned.  It just doesn’t make sense.  If anyone has some insight I’d love to pass it on.

As a parent our first instinct would be to protect our child’s heart.  It’s so easy to get caught up in the hurt which quickly turns into defensive anger.  What do you do when they get angry because they just can’t deal with it anymore?

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Take this opportunity to speak to them about how God wants them to trust Him completely and that sometimes we place too much emphasis on the wrong things.  How they shouldn’t let circumstances change who they are but rather allow God to mold them into who He knows they can be.

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“To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything and your heart will be wrung and possibly broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact you must give it to no one, not even an animal. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements. Lock it up safe in the casket or coffin of your selfishness. But in that casket, safe, dark, motionless, airless, it will change. It will not be broken; it will become unbreakable, impenetrable, irredeemable. To love is to be vulnerable.”―

C.S. LewisThe Four Loves

I’m praying for God to heal this girls wounded heart and send her some very special, close friends.  That He in turn stir their hearts to seek her out, forming a bond created by His power. That she not allow anger in but rather cast it out in the name of Jesus and let down her walls in order to truly, freely trust that God is in control. 

Though she may feel broken, she is not forgotten

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With A Word

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Deep in the darkest part of me

My soul reveals a raging sea

Control is what I need and long for

Oh give to me the peace I need

 

Let this heart of stone be softened now,

For you to shape and mold, with those

Hands so reassuring stretched out for me to hold.

 

With a word you calmed the sea

With a gesture of your hand

I find it easy to believe

Though hard to understand

It was the power of a mighty God divine

Only you can calm this angry heart of mine

 

You shelter me from the storm

That drives its winds across my heart

I feel the rain as drops of pain

The more we drift apart.

 

I blame myself no other one

There is no fault above

I heard you speak but made my heart deaf to your cries of love

 

With a word you calmed the sea

With a gesture of your hand

I find it easy to believe

Though hard to understand

It was the power of a mighty God divine

Only you can calm this angry heart of mine

 

The disciples went and woke him, saying, “Master, Master, we’re going to drown!” He got up and rebuked the wind and the raging waters; the storm subsided, and all was calm.

Luke 8:24

 

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Engraved By Christ

Last week as I went on a walk with my son through our neighborhood I pulled out my camera and started taking pictures of everything that caught my eye.  Lots of beautiful trees, flowers and built up piles of fallen leaves. Oh how I love the natural beauty.

As I looked down at the sidewalk something in the cement caught my eye. they were so small that I almost missed them, but there they were. An imprint of a leaf. Several of them actually, leaves no longer there but the imprints remained. How long had they been there? Who knows, could be years.  All I knew was that these leaves had once fallen at this precise place leaving their mark, proving their existence, leaving a lasting impression in stone. So I took a picture of this imprint as it got me thinking of my own.

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What lasting impression will I leave behind?  Years from now will there even be an imprint? Will I have served my Lord well? What I do now, will it find its way into the future? My children’s future? Their children’s children future?

Not for rewards or for empty praises but rather to know I have guided them toward Christ and loved them so well that they will always remember. A love that has been etched into their hearts and burned into the very fabric of their lives.

“But grow in the grace and knowledge of our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ. To him be glory both now and forever! Amen”
2 Peter 3:18

To know that those moments I cried in prayer for God’s blessing on their lives came to be, even if while I am no longer here. That through whatever small kindness they have witnessed they have learned of Christ’s love in action.

“The Lord bless you and keep you; the Lord make his face shine on you and be gracious to you; the Lord turn his face toward you and give you peace”
Numbers 6:24-26

The things that we do matter. How we affect those around us will mean something if we do it with love.

But, the truth is…

We are flawed and the good we do is like filthy rags compared to God’s love.  So I pray… That despite my selfishness, short comings and sinful nature God will choose to use me in preparing a way for them.

“We are all infected and impure with sin. When we display our righteous deeds, they are nothing but filthy rags. Like autumn leaves, we wither and fall, and our sins sweep us away like the wind.”
Isaiah 64:6

Like a leaf etched into stone or names carved onto a tree, I hope to have helped my children carve the name of our Lord Jesus Christ onto their hearts that they might live a lifetime of joy serving our Father.

That the imprint I leave behind be not that of my own, but rather the one engraved by Christ.

How will you leave your imprint?

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Left

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This morning I was driving along as usual on my way to drop off my son at school.  We were having a nice time just singing and talking in the car when I came up to the spot where I needed to make a left turn.  I waited for the oncoming traffic to come to a stop so I could get by like I do every day.

Suddenly I saw my opportunity when one lane stopped but I noticed the far left outer lane just came to a crawl so I was afraid to go ahead since I had no idea if he would stop or not. The driver looks at me in anger mouthing something that seemed to express his annoyance at my need for turning at that particular spot . Waving his hands and yelling something (mind you there was no where for him to go, he would just be blocking the intersection).  I was confused and literally asked “What?” as I lifted my shoulders.

This enraged him and he proceeded to show me a hand gesture that completely floored me. My son was shocked to see how angry this stranger was and how rude he had become in a matter of seconds.  I did nothing.  I just turned left and kept driving.  I did nothing because as silly as it sounds, my feelings were hurt. I mean one minute we’re singing and just like that the sweet lyrics turned sour.  I let this rob my joy, change my mood and I briefly shut down.

What had I done to this “stranger” that warranted such an insult?  I know some people might say I gave it too much thought but honestly there was so much more behind it and it hurt. Can you believe that my son took hold of my hand and actually apologized to me?  For what? He didn’t do anything to me.  No, but he saw the offense on my face.  I couldn’t hide it. He was offended for me and wanted to make me feel better. I gathered my thoughts and simply told him (as calmly as I could) that I felt sorry for that man.  That I found what he did to be disgusting and insulting but…I felt sorry for him.  My son replied with “I don’t, not one bit”.

I totally understood my sons response and even appreciated the support he gave me in saying so, but I wanted him to learn that we need to live a different way.  We need to live the “W.W.J.D.”(What Would Jesus Do) way.  That’s really hard isn’t it? It felt literally impossible at that precise moment, but I felt a nudge telling me it was still what needed to be done. My initial reaction was to ignore it and stay upset but the nudge wouldn’t go away. It’s hard to argue with that.  My “self” was wanting to yell and say things to retaliate for the offense but I just went inward struggling with thoughts of anger versus choosing to do what was right.

I felt my son watching me, wondering, and feeling sorry for me. He was still holding my hand as if trying to console me. So I broke the silence as I came to my senses and said “what that man did was disgusting and ridiculous.  He needs prayer”.  My son was not happy with that answer and mentioned how the stranger was an idiot and shouldn’t have treated me that way.  I had to agree but I also said ”this stranger’s life must be so empty that the simplest of things will set him off.  Maybe he has a rough life.  I don’t know, but he needs prayer.”

This world can be a rough place always willing to pull you off course

I can’t ask my children to “do right” if I’m not willing to be an example.  Some might think I’m being exaggerated with this whole thing. I mean it was just a left turn people, a rude guy and a blip in time. If I would have never turned I could have avoided the whole incident but then again I would have never gotten to my destination.

The way I see it, is that “left” turn represents the difficult things we need to do as Christians. How sometimes this means we need to go against the traffic of the world which is not always easy and can even cause us pain and repercussions.Though in the end it will be worth it as long as the road we’re traveling is headed straight toward Christ.

So let them think I’m exaggerated. I would rather lean more to the kind of thinking that I don’t want to change or turn just because the world says so.  I want to change and live the way Christ says so. That might make me look weak to the “world” but I have no interest in conforming.   As flawed as I am I need to keep my eyes on Christ and travel in which ever direction He guides.

 Show me the right path, O Lordpoint out the road for me to follow.  Lead me by your truth and teach me,for you are the God who saves me. All day long I put my hope in you.

Psalm 25:4-5

I pray that you trust in the Lord, keep Him close to your heart and don’t let this world throw you off course. If God says turn left…you turn left.

Do not conform to the pattern of this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind. Then you will be able to test and approve what God’s will is–his good, pleasing and perfect will.

Romans 12:2

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Letter To The Broken-Hearted Mom

Moms are meant to nurture, that’s how we’re wired.  We care for and guard our kids from all kinds of dangers.  As they grow and face different challenges we teach them how to turn to God during those times. We do our very best to prepare them but can’t possibly cover everything they might come up against…so we pray.

They don’t see our hearts intent, they don’t see how in our eyes they can do nothing to drive us away or how we hurt when they hurt. We just keep loving them the way we do. Then they grow up and are making decisions on their own, fumbling through life as they navigate the world of adulthood.

It’s so difficult to stand back and let them fall, resist the urge to catch them and just watch as they make choices that will lead to no good.  When our words of advice fall on deaf ears because they think they know better. The day they no longer turn to God for guidance because they “don’t need Him”.

Then there are those that are lost to cancer or an unforeseeable accident before they even get a chance to make their own mistakes. These are tough scenarios but some moms are going through them right now. Feeling lost and alone.

Today my mind has been wandering back to this topic and how painfully devastating it must be for any mother to feel these types of loss.  I’m praying that God break my heart for what breaks His and I know that sometimes in the pain it’s difficult to draw close but I encourage you to not lose sight of His promises.

God break my heart for what breaks Yours

Though I don’t know you by name I’m crying along with you and praying that you find solace in Him. My heart goes out to you. I pray that the words in the video below serve you as some form of comfort.

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5 Ways to Strengthen Your Child’s Faith

Seems like lately college aged students are choosing to leave the church.  Claiming that God doesn’t exist.  What’s going on?  Why the wave of doubt and confusion?

Be alert and of sober mind. Your enemy the devil prowls around like a roaring lion looking for someone to devour.1 Peter 5:8

It’s scary to think that you worked hard to get your child into a decent college hoping they’d have all the best opportunities. Start on the path to a great career and  successful future.  What you didn’t bargain for was paying all that money and upon graduation finding out she’s decided that there isn’t a God.  Wait! What?

I see now that as a parent I need to take a more pro-active role.  My kids still have several years before they get to college so the time is now. It’s time to make sure and provide them with the necessary tools they’ll need to feel confident and stand firm when their faith is being challenged, whether by a college professor or fellow students planting a seed.  I want my kids to be prepared.

Here is where I’ve decided to start, “I Don’t Have Enough Faith To Be An atheist” is a book that answers a lot of the things that are commonly questioned; The authenticity of the bible, Who Jesus really is, If God is real why do we suffer? These are just a few topics that caught my attention.  I’ve heard great things about this book and I’ll be checking it out for myself, for my kids, for their future.

On that note, I’d like to offer up my two cents in a list of sorts…

Top 5 Ways to Strengthen Your Child’s Faith

  1. Devotional/Bible time– Have your kids gotten into the habit of reading their bible daily?  Start them on devos as soon as possible.  The younger the better. We did it first thing in the morning at the breakfast table. When they were 3 and 7 we’d start the day off with keysforkids followed by adventuresinodyssey they loved both.  Jellytelly.com is another great one for young kids.  Whateverdevo you choose the important thing is to create a habit of reading studying and sharing God’s word.
  2.  Pray– Seems obvious however needs to be mentioned.    Kids are natural sponges and the best way to teach them to pray is by praying. Pray with them at meals pray with them at bedtime and let them see you pray while you’re standing at the kitchen counter or at the stop light.  They remember that…those are defining moments. There is power in prayer and they learn from watching you.
  3.  Seek and Find– Teach them to look stuff up.  They might hear so-called truths from classmates or teachers and believe it, because they said it, so it must be true.  Challenge them to verify information.  Kids say some incredible things sometimes and can be quite gullible as well, making it all the more important to teach them to question what they’ve heard and know when to disregard
    As mere opinion.
  4. Challenge them– Present them with a scenario  that they might encounter in high school or college. How will they respond? Will they know how to respond? Or will they just remain quiet?  Once presented with the challenge, offer ways to deal with the situation.  This would be  a great time to remind them how important it is to memorize God’s word so they are never caught off guard. As they get older the challenges should get more complicated.  How will they react to tragedy or disappoint?  You won’t always be around but God’s word can be hidden in their hearts.
  5. Encourage them– As parents this is a given however, At times we just go through the motions and while expecting their best effort we forget to acknowledge the small victories.  Don’t focus on what they haven’t achieved yet…encourage them with your actions by demonstrating your faith on a daily basis. That they might learn not to be afraid to speak up but rather defend their faith with confidence.
Strengthen their Faith and watch it Grow Wild

Strengthen their Faith and watch it Grow Wild

I hope you find these suggestions helpful.

What are some ways you are preparing your children?

Remember, the  stage your children are in doesn’t matter.  What does matter is that you start helping them learn how to put their faith into action.

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How to Be a Cool Mom…NOT!

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How are we supposed to get things right anyway?  I always dreamed that I’d be the cool mom that my kids would love having me around and tell me everything.  I guess I thought we’d be best buds or something of the sort.  I’ve been realizing a lot about myself lately.  For instance, that I pride myself on being so nice, patient and a great listener however, recent events have proven otherwise.

I found that when my daughter speaks I quickly give an opinion even before considering her state of mind on the issue.  In my head I was just trying to be helpful, but all she heard was predetermined judgment.

Wow! I don’t even recognize myself sometimes, this isn’t who I thought I’d be.  This isn’t who I want to be. I need to work on my listening skills.

Moving on to my son…here’s where my patience comes into play or does it?

Grades aren’t exactly a priority for him, never really have been. However, I have explained on more than one occasion that he needs to try his best.  He always responds with an “I’m sorry and I’ll try harder”.  After the 3rd or 4th time I pretty much lose it.

Patience goes flying right out the proverbial window and I can see him shutting down.  Where’s that together mom that I was supposed to be?  I could sure use her right about now.  Instead I’m left to deal with this half crazed lunatic spouting off how disappointed and frustrated she is.

You know, when my son is acting out or being disrespectful and we sit down to have our devotional, on many occasions the topic has been on point to what he’s been doing or going through.  I always manage to point out to him that perhaps God is trying to tell him something.

But lately it’s me that God is targeting.

From God's lips...

I sat down to my morning devotional in the stillness of my darkened living room to find that God had words, a message, for me.   It spoke of a healthy, loving environment where your kids can feel safe even in failure.

A question was posed about whether or not your child’s mistakes were a doorway to your anger or seen as an opportunity to model God’s love to help them grow and learn something new.

Whoa!  Right there I realized that I had lost perspective, I was broken.

At first I was sad, sad for the mom I wanted to be but am not. Sad that I lost my way.

Then I prayed and was grateful that He showed me not only what I was doing wrong, but guided me to where I needed to be.  That’s not to say that I miraculously changed, but I find myself thinking and praying more before I speak or act.

I know I have a lot of work ahead of me but with God all things are possible, even for the broken.

I trust that He will guide me every step of the way, that I might show my kids the love of God that drives out fear.

There is no fear in love.  But perfect love drives out fear, because fear has to do with punishment.  The one who fears is not made perfect in love.  1 John 4:18

I’d love to hear your thoughts on parenting. How do you keep a handle on it?  Share what works for you…I can use all the help I can get.  

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