Category: Spiritual issues

If you know me, you know I have not had the easiest of times when it comes to establishing a routine in the overnight hours with my boys. And because of that, I have simply accepted that I won’t be able to establish a morning routine of any kind until they are both waking at a normal hour (6am or later). I have had dreams of waking early to hit the gym, or to take a walk, to shower and be ready for the day by the time their little peepers crack open!

Jane over at Much Ado has offered up a “challenge” of sorts that has motivated me to attempt to establish a routine, regardless of how wacky my children’s sleep schedules are at the moment. And sometimes, changing the situation just has to be done, regardless if all the variables aren’t in the “right” place. Continue reading


Those were the exact words out of my preschooler’s mouth yesterday. And I thought, “How ironic…that’s exactly what I feel needs to happen sometimes – just blow it all up and start from scratch, God.”

But let me put it into context for you.

Earlier this year I purchased a plastic, inflatable world globe for my boy, thinking it would be used countless times over the year as a teaching tool of one sort or another. I envisioned us looking at the various countries and continents, me asking him which place he wanted to learn about next and then the two of us would venture over to the library, or the Internet (let’s be realistic), and discover new facts about that particular place.

Let’s just say, I should have had far less expectation on said purchase or I should have invested a LOT more than $5 and bought a super-huge, indestructible, free-standing globe that spins flawlessly and has cool things on it like bumpy mountains and glowing stars….

But since I didn’t do those things, I’m now left with a partially inflated piece of plastic earth that gets kicked around and sat on as the days and weeks go by. Any and all effort to convince my boy that we should actually LOOK at the thing gets squashed in seconds.

So when he came to me for the umpteenth time the other day, asking me to blow it up, I refused. “Never again” I believe were the words that flew out of my mouth and I was dead serious. That thing was going to the garbage the next time he went to bed, as far as I was concerned.

So last night, as Bubbs and Hubbs were getting ready to go on their nightly walk, Bubbs said “We can’t blow up the world” to Hubbs. And my first thought was Haiti and the tragedy they are experiencing in the same world that I’m living in; under the same sky that I can casually look at from my cozy, safe, clean home.

And I wished, for a second, that God would just end us all right then and there, and blow up the world. Blow it up to end all suffering and tragedies. Blow it up to remind everyone that He is God and we are not and His wrath is real.

However, and thankfully, so is His love. His love causes Him to wait. Patiently. Wait for us to seek Him. Wait for us to find Him. Wait for us to worship Him.

I’m thankful that He is a patient, just, AND loving God.


I have a dear friend (originally a high school pen-pal) who wrote a blog post today that describes a tradition she’s had for several years now; she chooses a word and a Bible verse at the beginning of every new year. At the end of her post, she asks the reader what word & verse they have chosen for the year.

I have never had the forethought to think much past the first month or two of a new year & usually my thoughts revolve around travel plans, daily activities to schedule & birthdays to prepare for. The rest of the year gets consumed as each month topples one onto the other.

So I’m taking it to heart that there is something right / healthy / thoughtful to ponder the new year; not just in terms of resolutions but of a purposeful mindset. To attempt to apply one word to the new year in order to provide focus / clarity / purpose.

So with all that said, my one word is CONTENTMENT. There are a multitude of scripture verses to choose from that center around the concept of contentment. Since the Psalms have become a passion for me as of late, I chose Psalm 16:11, specifically the King James Version.

The past year has brought me many, many reasons to be thankful; and I genuinely did feel thankful most of the year. But I also continually found myself with a spirit of discontent on nearly every level of my life. So it wasn’t very difficult for me to desire a resolution that went beyond a weight-loss goal or tackling a new hobby.

I desire to be satsified in the Lord rather than the things of this world. Otherwise I “feel” comfortable but those “things” end up lending me a false & short-lived sense of contentment. I want to truly know that for me, one day in the courts of the Lord is far better than a thousand elsewhere (Psalm 84:10).

And so I leave this first day of January, 2010, asking you the same question that Jane asked of me. What is your word & verse for the year?

Those were my thoughts as I drove my child to preschool this morning. I try to encourage talking / praying to God as much as possible in the home, which usually occurs at bedtime, before meals & if there is crying involved because of hurt feelings or hurt knees.

So on our way to school, I ask Bubbs if he’d like to pray or for me to pray. It’s always “Mommy! I want Mommy to pray!” So then I start by thanking Jesus for the night’s rest (good or bad), the weather that morning, the opportunity to go to school. Then I pray for Bubb’s teachers & friends & usually wrap up with reminders for Bubbs, that he would keep his hands to himself, talk to a teacher if he’s needing help, not to hit friends or pull hair, & to show loving kindness to his friends & teachers.

Most any morning Bubbs is near constantly talking over my praying voice. He’s a very observational little guy & needs to point out all the wonderful things he can see on his way to school, usually the same things he sees on that drive like the yellow truck mailbox or the fire trucks in their garage at the fire station. I just pray away, hoping he understands someday that I’m talking to GOD & not just MYSELF…

Now that we’re in the thick of the Christmas season, there are a quadrillion number of new things for him to look at; namely SANTA and reindeer & “blow ups” as he likes to call them & Christmas lights & of course, the list goes on…

Hubbs & I have never officially had a conversation about what we were going to do about Santa & the kids, but it’s just kind of happened that we let Bubbs enjoy the moment of seeing the guy all over town & that’s about that. Currently my thinking is, why hide it? It is utterly ridiculous to try & convince a child or anyone else that Santa doesn’t exist.

If you have eyes or ears, you will no doubt KNOW that Santa does in fact EXIST.

Of course he’s not a real person – many times we see more than 1 Santa on different lawns on the same block. So there – how can he be 1 person & be in front of 12 different homes? Case closed. He’s not real in THAT sense. But yes, Santa & everything about him exists, so why try & deny or ignore him? For the time being, we’re having fun with Bubbs as Hubbs takes him on nightly walks to look at the lights, the blow ups & yes, the Santas.

But when it comes to praying to Jesus on our morning rides, it’s just that much more difficult to be heard when Santa is nearly all around my sweet Bubbs. He can’t “see” or “hear” Jesus the same way he can observe Santa. But he can read about Jesus, he can talk to Jesus (and thankfully, so far, I’ve never heard him speak to Santa…), & he can “be” Jesus to his friends, to his teachers, to his brother in his own little preschool way.

And that’s what I hope to teach Bubbs this Christmas. Santa will always be around. The world will always have distractions, year-round, to keep him from speaking to & hearing from Jesus. But we need to keep praying & hoping & listening, regardless. Because Jesus will be the answer every time in every situation. And that is a reason to celebrate all year long.

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