Wednesday, August 24, 2016
Saturday, August 20, 2016
Monday, August 1, 2016
Monday, July 25, 2016
Monday, July 18, 2016
This year we moved to a new church and I'm trying to institute some new practices for better sanity & fruitfulness at home and in the office. I'll share them for whatever thry might be worth.
#1 keeping sabbath (this is actually a carry-over I've been doing for 12 years. My study of Scripture has taught me the Sabbath is meant to be life-giving and restorative. So my prohibition of activity normally includes things I "have" to do (aside from the mom things like changing diapers and getting food). It's most often a family day. We try to think "What would restore us?" "What would feel life giving?"
(The new stuff)
#2 making meals on Saturday to have ready food for lunch on Sunday. I hate dealing with lunch on Sunday. I'm tired. The kids are normally cranky. And even "putting something in the oven" seems to take far too long. So having cooked food ready to reheat has been great.
#3 Late start Monday: this is a chance to find a little order and peace before jumping into the week of work. It might be extended coffee on the porch, or cleaning the bathrooms, vacuuming, or laundry. A few of the chores i refuse to do on sabbath that make home a little better to come home to.
#4 Work from home Wednesday: frankly, I don't enjoy sitting at a desk or working in an office, but it's part of the job. But sometime's it's nice to stay in my pj's and sit on the couch and do some sermon writing, or read for a class, or leadership dev., or whatever.
I love what I do. I get great joy from pastoring. I also get great joy from being a mom. Sometimes there's a pretty decent tension between the two. So much of this is an attempt to find a better balance for it all.
Sunday, July 17, 2016
Wednesday, June 1, 2016
Saturday, May 14, 2016
Have you ever been through something difficult?
Of course you have, that's part of life.
Life is messy and painful. Period.
And, often, in the midst of a struggle, people want to make sense of it all. Why me? Why this? Why now? Somehow, it seems like it might be more tolerable if we could just understand the reasons. So we look for explanations and answers. We want someone to blame. And when our earthly options fall short (and sometimes even when they don't and are instead starting us right in the face), we often blame God.
It's God's will.
Everything happens for a reason.
God has a purpose.
God has a plan.
And while those things might be independently true (well, I'm not sure about the first two, but I do believe the second two...God does have a purpose and God does have a plan) those things may not have any connection to the circumstances of my trials.
It can be tempting to soothe our own wounds or try and soothe someone else's by "helping" to justify what's happening with the notion "everything happens for a reason", but please use this please cautiously...since the reason may (likely) not be God (as you're suggesting) but instead it may be
The consequence of our own actions
The consequence of someone else's actions
Learned (bad) behavior
Or maybe (sorry to be so glib)...just because $h1t happens.
Really, all kinds of things happen without any real explanation or answer and pretending the answer is God is really not helpful. Sometimes we just have to sit in the discomfort of the messiness if life. ..without an answers at all.
Dear sweet first-born child of mine,
Over the years, you will learn more and more about me. One thing I'd like to give you a heads up about is I'm not actually a morning person. I know that will come as a shock since I've been rising with you at every ungodly hour since you were born, but it's the truth. Let's just say I faked it well (oh and it was a lot easier when you were smaller since you just wanted to be in our vicinity, not have actual conversation). That said, I have a pro-tip for you: mornings will be a lot smoother (maybe even more fun. ..eventually) if you ease me into them instead of cradling into my bed and talking a million miles an hour.
Don't get me wrong I like your taking. ...love it really, I'll just be a lot more pleasant (and responsive) if you give me 10-15 minutes to be quiet and gradually wake up.
I know you won't heed this. You probably couldn't care less. You won't, until you're thirty and have a talkative child yourself. But hey, it doesn't hurt to try!
Know that I'll love you forever, no matter what, including if you rush me into mornings every day for the rest of my life.