Warning, this post is rated BH for brutally honest (this is an Abbe'ism, find her here). I can't remember the last time I was consistently in the Word (feel free to insert a gasp here for dramatic effect. Or affect.). I don't mean the I don't remember the last time (but it was last week or last month) kind. I mean I can't remember when. It may have been years. (more gasps. judgement. shock.) This is not something often admitted to by those in my circle. By that I mean professional Christians. This is a term I've coined to describe those who in some form or another make their living doing Christian things. We're supposed to be better than that (we're supposed to be better than you, in fact). We're not supposed to admit to big dark hairy (you thought I was going moles there, huh? Get your mind out of the dermatologists office) struggles. We (professional Christians) are not supposed to admit to our struggles unless they are A) something that we struggled with years and years ago and then gained total victory from and now make a living going around and talking about, or B) completely "innocent" like road rage or an addiction to football. That kind of struggle is ok. But the kind of struggle that is still giving us rope burns on our hands because we're having such a tug of war? Nope. No sir. Professional Christians cannot own up to such. Maybe because if we discover that they struggle with the fundamental disciplines of the Christian life, we think they're at risk for losing their job. Maybe we doubt their ability to help someone to find Jesus, if they seem to have lost Him themselves and that makes us uncomfortable. Maybe we've idolized them and their admittance to struggle sort of tarnishes how we see their role of Pastor or Missionary or church secretary.
I will never forget the night in college, when Dave Larson, in the lobby of our dorm told me this: "You always do what you want." He had listened to me complain about something, I'm sure, and he made this statement that was both startling and exhilarating at once. "You always do what you want"--He was suggesting (I believe) that ultimately, we follow our desires and do the thing we really truly wanted to do, even though sometimes we say we didn't want to do that thing because it was hard or scary or whatever. I can't think of a non-confusing way to say this. Maybe an example will make it more clear. You clean your house, but say that you did it, even though you didn't want to. Dave might say that no, in fact, you always do what you want, so you may not have enjoyed it, but cleaning your house was what you wanted to do (maybe deep deep down), because we always do what we want. As in, we don't actually do things because we are obligated--we do things because, somewhere, within, we really wanted to do that (if even because we really wanted that result to happen).
After watching the movie, "The Vow" together, my sister was telling me about a story she had heard about a woman who had a severe brain injury that caused her short term memory to malfunction (I'll link to this if I can find it). Her injury was so severe that she would "wake up" over and over and over in the same manner, confused about where she was and what had happened to her, no ability to remember the recent past, and every single time she woke up she would have the exact same conversation in the exact same order, even telling the exact same joke. Both the movie and this story seem to back up the idea that yes, we do in fact, ultimately do what we want to do. This doesn't bother me until I think about spending time with the Lord (or not spending time with Him, as the case may be). Is the "why" behind my lack of faithfulness and consistency that I don't do it because ultimately, I don't want to? If I haven't done this (spend time in prayer and reading) regularly for more than a few weeks in years, then do I just not want to? And if that's the case, how do I fix it? How do I get my want-to back? I don't want to spend time with Jesus, I want to watch shallow, ridiculous, pointless TV. I don't want to spend time with Jesus, I want to have my morning coffee and check facebook. I don't want to spend time with Jesus, I want to take a nap. Or have a snack. Or look at blogs. Or pinterest. Or craft something. If we always do what we want, why don't I spend time with Jesus? And how do I fix a broken "wanter"?
Oh great. The Narcolepsy (I'm not kidding--I actually have it) is completely taking over and I can't think straight or continue writing--this will have to be a "to be continued" kind of post. . .
Sunday, February 26, 2012
Sunday, February 5, 2012
Look What Zain Can Do (a.k.a. Whoops, lack of supervision much?)
I'm freaking out here. Zain is a BUSY boy already! He loves to kick his legs, squirm his body, throw himself back over and over and over just for fun and make diaper changing almost impossible. And then this happened this morning:
So, when I left the room, he was doing this (Except he was sleeping and the big slobber puddle hadn't happened yet. This picture is totally staged after the fact.)
So, when I left the room, he was doing this (Except he was sleeping and the big slobber puddle hadn't happened yet. This picture is totally staged after the fact.)
When I came back into the room he was doing this:
Holy guacamole! Isn't he too young to be doing things like this (just turned 4 months)? I'm not ready (insert panic and desperation voice here)! I am proud though--isn't he cute with his little legs dangling over the edge of the precipice of the couch? ;)
Disclaimer: No babies were harmed in the documentation of this event.
Saturday, December 24, 2011
Christmas
My heart is a little heavy this morning. I've thought a lot this year about how we as believers celebrate Christmas. I read an article on CNN today--it was a compilation of people who would categorize themselves as non-believers, describing how they celebrate Christmas. The quote that really struck me was this one: "We exchange gifts, have elaborate meals, and spend time with our family and friends, many of whom are believers and know we are not. Sharing, giving, and loving are traits of humanity -- not divinity."— David Lilley. The thing that bothered me was how much alike our celebrations are. Just two days ago, I spent three days cooking this huge crazy meal for some friends for Christmas, but in the midst of all of that, where was Jesus? I yelled at my child for crying (because his needs were interrupting what I wanted to be doing). As parents of young kids, I really want to be teaching them from an early age that Christmas is about Jesus (not about gifts, not about Santa, not about getting stuff, not about decorations, not about consumerism, not about certain kinds of music, not about special food). But I want that to be what Christmas is about in my own heart first. After reading this article, I was so humbled and challenged-I have such a long way to go before I feel my celebration of Christmas will really reflect the One whom I claim to love and follow and worship. I read on a friend's blog not long ago, "I love Jesus, and sometimes I act like it." I felt like that was a perfect description of me! Ugh! I had been feeling kind of happy (proud) that whenever Maya sees a Santa, she shouts out, "Snowman!" She has no idea who Santa is. Aren't I spiritual? Aren't I a good Christian parent? GROSS! Jesus birth was humble. Unassuming. He announced His arrival to common shepherds--the least of these. Last night we went for a walk in a big shopping district near our house because I wanted to find a special hairbow to go with Maya's Christmas dress for church on Christmas day (I know, I am completely shallow and ridiculous--once I found the bow I had been dreaming of, Matt said it looked like road kill so that helped snap me back into reality!). While we were walking along, a little girl came up and asked for money. She had three little packages of chicklets gum she was selling. We chatted for a while and I learned she was only nine years old. No dad. Sick mom. She comes every Friday and walks the streets trying to gain some sympathy from shoppers, or people coming to pray at the mosques. I bet her mom would like her to have a pretty bow too. Yah, Jesus got some fancy gifts from the wisemen, but his parents couldn't afford to buy the standard sacrifice when they took Him to the temple to be dedicated, so they had to buy the birds instead. If Jesus had been born in my lifetime, would I recognize him? Would I be like Anna and Simeon and the shepherds, or would I be too busy hanging out with the Pharisees, proud of how "good" I am and how "good" my kids are? Oh Jesus, show me how to make Christmas about you in my heart and in my actions.
Sunday, December 4, 2011
Two Years Old!
Saturday, November 26, 2011
Here are some pics of the awesome pie crusts I made for thanksgiving this year. And a pretty cute new family pic.
The finished pie shown was a chocolate walnut success. Heavely, really. The other pie (not pictured) did not turn out quite so heavenly. During dessert, Matt very quietly leaned over to me and said, "This one (pointing to the chocolate walnut pie) is excellent (insert dramatic pause here), this one (pointing to the pumpkin pie) seems like it might be missing something." So I took a bite. Do you think I should have put sugar in the pie, possibly? . . . Oh brother. Sadly, it tasted so bad that it ended up in the trash. I should have taken a picture of that. It was such a pretty little pumpkin pie. . . :) But we had a fantastic Thanksgiving feast together with the best family-away-from-family a girl could ask for. So thankful for them.
Saturday, November 19, 2011
Thankful for visitors
This is our paper chain countdown--only 10 more days until Grandpa and Nana come (my parents)! I am SO extremely thankful that some of our loved ones can come and meet Zain and see Maya. Matt's mom is also going to be able to come (in December)! We are so blessed and excited!
Thursday, November 3, 2011
Thankful
The month of November is thankfulness month in our family. I can't remember when I started this tradition--maybe the first year Matt and I were married? We began by writing down one thing we were each thankful for every night at dinner for the whole month of November, and then on Thanksgiving day, we read through all that we were thankful for and it made Thanksgiving day so much more meaningful. Each year I did something different in terms of how we collected/displayed these things. The first year I think I did something like feathers cut from construction paper stuck into a pinecone to look like a turkey (I think we may have done this at some point as a kid? mom?). Eventually it morphed into a scrapbook page because I wanted to be able to keep a record of what God had done and what we were thankful for from year to year. Now that we are here, I have no idea where those pages are or even if we've done this activity in the last few years, but by golly, this year we are starting back up and I've already got the pages designed and the squares for each day cut out! We have so much to be thankful for I wanted to make sure we got a jump on it and started from the very first day of November!
Sorry this pic is sideways, but you get the idea. . .
So, since it's thankfulness month, I thought I would post about a few things this month that I am thankful for. Today, I am thankful for blogs. Not just any blogs, but blogs that specifically give me ideas for activities to do with Maya. Being a mommy of two kids under two, living in the middle of a big city with few free options for kids' activities, I have to be creative. While I tend to be a pretty creative person, I still feel like such an amatuer when it comes to how to incorporate a curious, messy, uncoordianted toddler into my crafty dreams. But with extremely limited time (and energy, really) I'm just not going to do a craft project if I can't in some way include Maya and make it something that she can learn from and have fun being included in. In my quest to learn how to craft with kids, several blogs have been really helpful and I'll link them here, in case you're in need of the same kind of resources!
What blogs do you guys find inspiring when it comes to crafting with and teaching your kids? Please let me know in the comments!
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