Between an awful cold and trying to pop through his last two-year molars, my poor little boy is one unhappy critter. After a dramatic lunch, we colored with crayons, read some books, and I was about to get him a movie to watch (I was looking forward to cuddling up on the couch with him!) — when I walked into my room to get the laptop, and this is what I found.
I don’t think he had been in there (this is in our room, next to Steven’s bedside table) for more than two minutes while I was cleaning up the crayons in the other room. I guess he was so sleepy, he could fall asleep anywhere!
So cute. 🙂
Sunday April 25, 2010
Our quiver has grown again, by the grace of our loving Father. Little Seven is now growing inside my womb. Please pray with us that this baby would be nurtured and kept safe from all harm. Please pray that Seven, who belongs to the Lord, would grow up into a godly man or woman for the Kingdom of God. Please pray that this tiny redhead would be a vital olive shoot around our table for years to come.
Please pray for us to believe in God’s promises; to wait for Him; to be strong in Him; and to have courage.
PSALM 27:13-14
I believe that I shall look upon the goodness of the LORD
in the land of the living!
Wait for the LORD;
be strong, and let your heart take courage;
wait for the LORD!
Saturday April 24, 2010
Steven and I were very blessed to attend a conference at one of our sister churches, about raising our children to face the future, full of faith and unafraid. The speakers were Doug and Nancy Wilson. The sessions were incredibly encouraging and convicting. What a blessing!! Lots of talking about loving our children, educating them, and disciplining them rightly. It was so excellent.
I’ve typed out some of my bullet-point notes, and hope you may glean some blessings from these as well. I may elaborate more on a couple of these points in the near future. Although, really, you should just order the cds of the conference to get the full measure of blessing. 🙂
- The promises of God for the Kingdom are fulfilled over the course of generations, but more to the point, they are fulfilled by generations.
- Proper eschatology gives us an arc of time, so we know where we are and where we are going. Since God’s promises are fulfilled over time, Christian child-rearing and education are intimately related to eschatology.
- God is the Master Storyteller.
- Comedies tend to culminate in a wedding — so does the Bible.
- Covenantal mercy (i.e. in Psalm 103) is not a reward for being a perfect parent.
- These promises are given to us by grace.
- Generational connectedness = history.
- You are bringing up eternal beings.
- Repetition in parenting does not mean you’re failing! God repeats Himself all the time! (Have you ever read Proverbs?)
- In contrast to our feeble existence, the mercy of the Lord is not feeble. (Psalm 103:13-17)
- Child rearing is generational training.
- Things we do now matter forever.
- God set eternity in our hearts; we are supposed to get the big picture.
- One of the ways God grows us up into maturity is having us raise others up into maturity.
- Are you training your progeny to be leaders or followers?
- You want loyalty from your kids, not cookie cutter response.
- The Law doesn’t grow you into maturity (alone) — grace does.
- Respond to your kids the way God responds to you.
- Over time sin matures; obedience matures; righteousness matures.
- Young children thrive in an environment of strict, loving, predictable, and enforced discipline.
- The only way your covenantal influence will extend over generations is if your biblical standards are internalized.
- You don’t just want your kids to follow the standard, you want your kids to understand and love the standard.
- All your parental efforts must themselves be ground in God’s grace, appropriated through faith.
- You can extend grace to your children because you are a non-stop recipient of it (Eph 2:8-9).
- If you don’t have a solid grasp of God’s sovereignty, you will parent in fear.
- Godly Christian parenting looks an awful lot like hard work. But take into account God‘s strength and His enabling grace.
- Grace accumulates, grace multiplies, grace grows richer & deeper.
- It is grace to grow accustomed to grace.
- The Scriptures are all of grace. The world around us is all grace. The breath in your lungs is grace, and the warmth of your feet right now is grace. The children around your table are grace. Receive them as grace, and give to them as grace.
- Faith the size of a mustard seed in the right object (God) is enough — enormous faith in the wrong object (anything else), however, will not get you anywhere but disaster.
- When your faith is weak, don’t take it out and look at it — it will grow weaker. Look to Christ. Look outside yourself and your circumstances.
- Pray with big faith in your big God; don’t use escape hatches in your prayers (i.e. “if it be Your will.”) This is not praying with big enough faith. Ask big of Him.
- When you’re motivated to discipline, you aren’t qualified; and when you’re qualified, you frequently aren’t motivated.
- Motivation to discipline must come from another source than annoyance (i.e. your own obedience to God’s commands, and an overwhelming love for your children).
- Grace is an everlasting waterfall with no top, no bottom, no sides, no front, and no back.
- What is the thing that makes life hard? A misunderstanding of grace.
- Psalm 127’s reference to children as arrows is not cutesy — it shows us that children are weapons. They go with us against the gates of Hell.
- You want to bring up children who will stand with you in the gate.
- Having more weapons (children) is not the point — having excellent weapons is.
- Academic work is preparation for life, and preparation for life is a character issue.
- The most difficult sins to see are the ones you thought were your virtues.
- You need to raise kids with three qualities in mind: Loyalty, Courage, and Content.
- Hard teaching produces soft hearts; soft teaching produces hard hearts.
- School is boot camp — not the war.
- You must shape and steer your child’s soul and spirit, not break it.
- Love your children to pieces — this secures their loyalty.
- Put them in situations where they can fail — and teach them what to do when they fail, how to get back up.
- Courage is secured by sending your kids out.
- Courage is not a separate virtue, but the testing point of all the virtues.
- One of the principal glories of education is learning how to throw down with biblical standards and in biblical ways.
- Mothers must put on honor, strength, integrity, and courage in order to smile at the future. (Proverbs 31:25)
- Worry is not limited to motherhood. As women, it is our tendency. We must have faith instead of fear.
- God suits our afflictions to the needs of our souls.
- God is going to give us tests over the material He is teaching us. But His tests are all open book!
- God loves to bless us in our children and grandchildren. (Psalm 112:1-2)
- We give our children to God even before they are conceived, and we continue to give them to God.
- Our children are to grow up knowing who they are. Not only blood family, but church community. Who are their people?
- As far as your earthly ministry goes with your husband, your central and first priority is always your kids.
- Emphasize to your children that they come first (not before the marriage relationship, but before other relationships, before the laundry, before your hobbies, before your perfect house, before your perfect schedule). Let them know they are your priority.
- We are raising up the next generation, and that is so much bigger than we can see.
- We must view our home as an oasis for our husband and children. It must have an aroma of grace and fresh bread.
- We want our children to grow up in a place that is friendly to them.
- A worrisome mother will either become repellent to her children, or just plain ruin them.
- Be mindful not to instill fearfulness into others. Encourage instead.
- Doubts and fears don’t have answers.
- Learn to distinguish between the voices of the Devil and the Holy Spirit.
- Get to know your vulnerabilities so you can control them.
- Pray preventatively. Strengthen the walls that are weak in your city.
- Dress yourself in submission to God and to your husband.
- Do not engage fear. Ignore it. Don’t let it in when it comes knocking — it’s hard to evict once you let it in.
- God never gives us commands without the means to do them.
- Leave your children an inheritance of joy: memories, stories, integrity, Sabbath tables, laughter, forgiveness, humility, grace, etc.
- The duties of a godly parent are profound and challenging.
- Parenting is completely dependent on the grace of God (like everything else).
- Parents should love mercy.
- Mercy is principled, tough, courageous; not lazy, slack, or relative. Mercy is mercy!
- You can correct your kid because you love him too much to let him grow up that way (the right reason), or you can correct your kid because you’re annoyed and have a headache (the wrong reason).
- When we stumble or offend little ones, we are refusing to let mercy triumph over judgment. (James 2:13)
- Faithful parents = full of faith parents.
- Christ is the fulfillment of all the promises in the Bible. His coming fulfilled God’s faithfulness to generations.
- Promises to parents are based on the unchanging character of God.
- Psalm 102:25-27 doesn’t tell us what God can do, but what He will do. This is based squarely on His unchanging character.
- Parents should always desire to be like God in their relationship to their children. But when we think to apply this, we gravitate to what we think God is like instead of what God reveals Himself to be like.
- Keep life simple. Keep the rules simple and easy to memorize.
- Don’t multiply opportunities for disobedience.
- Reduce the number of commands you issue by about 90%, and then enforce all those commands. Don’t exasperate your children. Remember their frame.
- A parent who disciplines effectively is refusing to allow his child to make himself unlovely.
- Discipline is corrective, and it is applied for the sake of the one receiving it. It is not punitive, and it is not rendered for the sake of the one giving it.
- Discipline, rightly understood, is not an exception to the rule of delighting in your children, it is a principal expression of it.
- All who love, discipline (Proverbs 13:24). But it does not follow from this that all who discipline, love. A child must grow up in, be surrounded by, and be nourished in, the love of God revealed for His people in the Word Incarnate and the Word revealed. This is the context in which godly child-rearing occurs, and outside of which it cannot occur.
Friday April 23, 2010
from Sketches of Home, by Suzanne Clark
“Mourning Into Dancing,” p 125
This is the third spring that mourning doves have nested in the ivy on the sill of my pantry window. Each time I reach for soup I see a dark, wet eye regarding me. Her mate the woodwind keeps watch in the nearby holly tree, his throat rolling the same glum notes over and over as she sits on her somber eggs. I sing to her, too, my old standby for doves, “The Indian Lullaby.”
The dining room window gives an even better view of the nest. After a couple of weeks the female will start picking away, and then there will be these two extra heads and a lot of shifting around and the father on whistling wings coming to spell her. It isn’t much of an exaggeration to say that a day or so later the young will be nearly grown and crowding with their pear-shaped mother into the saucer. Shortly afterward comes the moment I see the nest is empty, and there on a holly branch sit the four, docile as cows.
Drab as they are, the mourning doves do something extraordinary. The young perform a sort of dance with their wings, draping them over their parents who in turn give them regurgitated food. It seems sacramental, this adoring and feeding that overwhelms native sorrow and arrests me in the act of dusting chairs.
Thursday April 22, 2010
Psalm 6
To the choirmaster: with stringed instruments; according to The Sheminith. A Psalm of David.
O LORD, rebuke me not in Your anger,
nor discipline me in Your wrath.
(My God and Father, be merciful to me. Disciple me according to Your grace, and deal gently with my heart. I feel so vulnerable and weak, but I desire to seek after You and Your kingdom.)
Be gracious to me, O LORD, for I am languishing;
heal me, O LORD, for my bones are troubled.
My soul also is greatly troubled.
(Please, Lord, yes, be gracious. Languishing means feeling weak and feeble; Lord, my heart and my spirit feel that way. Even my hands and body begin to feel it. Like David, I too am troubled down to my marrow. I seek Your healing, both physically and spiritually.)
But You, O LORD— how long?
(My Lord and King, it feels like You tarry. Please make haste!)
Turn, O LORD, deliver my life;
save me for the sake of Your steadfast love.
(Save me from grief, save me from sorrow, save me from Satan’s wiles. Turn the direction of my heart, my longing, my life toward You and conform my will to Yours. For the sake of You and Your kingdom, please do these things, but also for my good, dear Lord, as Your daughter upon her knees.)
For in death there is no remembrance of You;
in Sheol who will give You praise?
(Give me remembrance of Your mercy, and give me strength to praise You wherever I go.)
I am weary with my moaning;
every night I flood my bed with tears;
I drench my couch with my weeping.
(It seems as though I should be properly dehydrated like a raisin by now. I am so tired of crying myself to sleep, and awaking in the morning to terrible dreams that simply bring tears afresh. Grief and sorrow are wearing. Physically and emotionally tiring. Please give me strength, for the tears keep coming.)
My eye wastes away because of grief;
it grows weak because of all my foes.
(My eye, my discernment, my seer of beauty – it fades. Grief makes it hard to discern, hard to see the beauty. I want to discern rightly according to Your will, and I want to see the beauties of Your hand all around me. But My foes feel too strong: Satan attacks when he knows my armor is weakened. He is wiley and cunning. He sends pangs into my heart when I do not desire the arrows or stings. These foes must be fought! Dear God, enable me.)
Depart from me, all you workers of evil,
(Yes, Lord, enable me to banish Satan and his army!)
for the LORD has heard the sound of my weeping.
(Oh Father, listen to my cry; do not turn me aside!)
The LORD has heard my plea;
the LORD accepts my prayer.
(Thank You, my King, for the assurance that my pleas and prayers do not fall upon deaf ears. Thank you for hearing me and accepting me.)
All my enemies shall be ashamed and greatly troubled;
they shall turn back and be put to shame in a moment.
(Oh Lord, this is victory indeed! My enemies of Satan, sin, and death shall fall into their own snares! You have overcome them all! When You but speak the word, they shall crumble and disintegrate, and oh how glorious! Put them to shame. Trample them under Your feet. You have conquered sin and death. Satan is thrown from his throne. Comfort my heart with this knowledge. And bring it to mind when I feel my enemies overtaking me. They have no power over me. I am Yours.)
Tuesday April 20, 2010
Tuesday April 20, 2010
All creatures of our God and King
Lift up your voice and with us sing,
Alleluia! Alleluia!
Thou burning sun with golden beam,
Thou silver moon with softer gleam!
O praise Him! O praise Him!
Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia!
Thou rushing wind that art so strong
Ye clouds that sail in Heaven along,
O praise Him! Alleluia!
Thou rising moon, in praise rejoice,
Ye lights of evening, find a voice!
O praise Him! O praise Him!
Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia!
Thou flowing water, pure and clear,
Make music for thy Lord to hear,
O praise Him! Alleluia!
Thou fire so masterful and bright,
That givest man both warmth and light.
O praise Him! O praise Him!
Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia!
Dear mother earth, who day by day
Unfoldest blessings on our way,
O praise Him! Alleluia!
The flowers and fruits that in thee grow,
Let them His glory also show.
O praise Him! O praise Him!
Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia!
And all ye men of tender heart,
Forgiving others, take your part,
O sing ye! Alleluia!
Ye who long pain and sorrow bear,
Praise God and on Him cast your care!
O praise Him! O praise Him!
Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia!
And thou most kind and gentle Death,
Waiting to hush our latest breath,
O praise Him! Alleluia!
Thou leadest home the child of God,
And Christ our Lord the way hath trod.
O praise Him! O praise Him!
Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia!
Let all things their Creator bless,
And worship Him in humbleness,
O praise Him! Alleluia!
Praise, praise the Father, praise the Son,
And praise the Spirit, Three in One!
O praise Him! O praise Him!
Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia!
~Francis of Assisi, circa 1225 (Cantico di fratre sole, Song of Brother Sun). He wrote this hymn shortly before his death, but it was not published for almost 400 years. Translated to English by William H. Draper for a children’s Whitsuntide festival in Leeds, England; first appeared in the Public School Hymn Book, 1919~
Thou hidden source of calm repose,
Thou all sufficient love divine,
My help and refuge from my foes,
Secure I am if Thou art mine;
And lo! from sin and grief and shame
I hide me, Jesus, in Thy Name.
Thy mighty Name salvation is,
And keeps my happy soul above;
Comfort it brings, and power and peace,
And joy and everlasting love;
To me with Thy dear Name are given
Pardon and holiness and Heaven.
Jesus, my all in all Thou art,
My rest in toil, my ease in pain,
The healing of my broken heart,
In war my peace, in loss my gain,
My smile beneath the tyrant’s frown,
In shame my glory and my crown.
In want my plentiful supply,
In weakness my almighty power,
In bonds my perfect liberty,
My light in Satan’s darkest hour,
In grief my joy unspeakable,
My life in death, my Heaven in hell.
~Charles Wesley, “Hymns and Sacred Poems“, 1749~
Psalm 4
(With interspersed thoughts by me, praying this psalm, in italics.)
To the choirmaster: with stringed instruments. A Psalm of David.
Answer me when I call, O God of my righteousness!
(Sometimes I feel like I am literally begging You to answer. And sometimes I can’t tell if you do.)
You have given me relief when I was in distress.
(You are my only relief. My distress chases me daily. Continue to be my relief!)
Be gracious to me and hear my prayer!
(Hear me, please. Listen to the cries of your maidservant. Have mercy on my humble estate.)
O men, how long shall my honor be turned into shame?
How long will you love vain words and seek after lies?
Selah
(Oh Lord, sometimes I feel like my own honor is shameful. I feel tempted to love vanity and lies, as it is sometimes easier than loving righteousness and truth, for the devil is sugar-coated and cunning. Cause me to be honorable. And cause me to not only seek righteousness and truth, but to love it with every bone in my body.)
But know that the LORD has set apart the godly for Himself;
the LORD hears when I call to Him.
(Lord, I am Yours; You have called me and adopted me as Your child. As my Father, hear my prayers, my calls, my cries, my pleas.)
Be angry, and do not sin;
ponder in your own hearts on your beds, and be silent.
Selah
(So often, Lord, I feel anger bubbling up inside. Sometime it is righteous anger, and sometimes it is not. Forgive me, Father, for sinning in anger. Teach me to have anger only as You do. As I silently lie here and ponder You and Your kingdom, Your people and Your ways; teach me righteous love, righteous compassion, and righteous anger. I am angry at sin, at death, at their consequences.)
Offer right sacrifices,
and put your trust in the LORD.
(I bring you a broken spirit, my Lord, a broken and contrite heart. Be please to accept these sacrifices, as I praise You both in joy and in tears. Cause me to trust You more and more each day, and lead me paths of righteousness for Your name’s sake.)
There are many who say, “Who will show us some good?
Lift up the light of Your face upon us, O LORD!”
(People have asked me recently why I trust You. And how I know that You lift the light of Your face upon us. Of this I am confident, though: You do, and You will. Show us some good, my Lord, according to Your great measure of mercies.)
You have put more joy in my heart
than they have when their grain and wine abound.
(The joy in my heart comes from You, from Your salvation, from Your promises to me as Your child. All the promises of earth and vanity are nothing but vapors and lies. Remind me daily, my King, to drink from the well of joy You have placed in my heart by Your grace.)
In peace I will both lie down and sleep;
for You alone, O LORD, make me dwell in safety.
(Thank You for peace, for rest, for eternal safety in Your bosom. Thank You, my Father, for these blessings! Bless and keep us, and make Your face to shine upon us, lift up Your countenance upon us, and give us peace. You are our shepherd and captain. Keep us mindful of Your careful, gentle hand; show us Your mighty protection and wise guiding.)
Saturday April 17, 2010
- Sleeping in and relaxing under the covers with husby.
- The fact that my coffee tasted better today, thanks to running vinegar through the coffee maker yesterday.
- Watching my husband take dominion of our yard all afternoon.
- The smell of freshly cut grass.
- Talking to my mom on the phone.
- Taking dominion of my home, as well as my body and mind and heart.
- Planting herbs, and watering the flowers I planted yesterday.
- Gabriel, when he dumped the watering can over onto himself & was scared out of wits because he was suddenly sopping wet.
- Gabriel, because he has been living in just a diaper along with socks & shoes ever since that incident – he did not want more clothes on.
- Weather warm enough to actually have the screen door open today.
- Baking, baking, baking! Blackberry bars, chocolate bundt cake, and stromboli.
- New recipes: a pork chop & sweet potatoes dish from last night, and stromboli for tonight.
- My dad, driving up in my brother’s beat-up old truck with a bed full of sheep manure.
- Watching my father and husband haul barrow after barrow of manure back to my eagerly awaiting garden plot.
- The bulbs Steven planted for me last year: the daffodils and hyacinths are gorgeously blooming, and the tulips look about ready to burst into bloom, too.
- Reading bits from: The Loveliness of Christ, Toward Jerusalem, One Year book of Hope, and Womanly Dominion.
- Sunshine and a cool breeze.
- Anticipating having some old friends from college over tonight for dessert.
- Playing piano & harp, and singing; preparing for worship tomorrow.
- Anticipating having family over for dinner tomorrow after church.
- Dilly, curled up on my legs while sitting here on the floor with my laptop.
- Remembering that God is faithful, and that I am His daughter. And His wife. 🙂
Wednesday April 14, 2010
I needed these beautiful, powerful little reminders today, and thought I would share them with you.
Emphases mine.
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and therefore it is better to rest on God than sink or fall;
and we weak souls must have a bottom and being place,
for we cannot stand out alone.
Let us then be wise in our choice and choose and wail our own blessedness,
which is to trust in the Lord.
Why should I start at the plough of my Lord, that makest deep furrows on my soul?
I know He is no idle husbandman, He purposeth a crop.
How sweet a thing were it for us to learn to make our burdens light
by framing our hearts to the burden, and making our Lord’s will a law.
It is not the sunny side of Christ that we must look to, and we must not forsake Him for want of that;
but must set our face against what may befall us,
in following on till He and we be through the briers and bushes on the dry ground.
Our soft nature would be borne through the troubles of this miserable life in Christ’s arms.
And it is His wisdom, who knoweth our mould, that His bairns go wet-shod and cold-footed to heaven.
My shallow and ebb thoughts are not the compass Christ saileth by.
I leave His ways to Himself, for they are far, far above me…
There are windings and to’s and fro’s in His ways, which blind bodies like us cannot see.
He taketh the bairns in His arms when they come to a deep water;
at least, when they lose ground, and are put to swim, then His hand is under their chin.
Tuesday April 13, 2010
I think I’ve previously established with everyone that when I am stressed, I bake. Well, I bake more than usual, I should say. And I try to pawn off goodies onto people. For instance, yesterday I was particularly on the verge of being overwhelmed — so (in addition to homemade pizza) I baked two types of sweet quick breads to send to work with Steven today, in order to spoil his coworkers a bit. Thankfully we have a lot going on this week, so I have more excuses people to bake for. One fellowship group tonight, another on Thursday, pastoral visitation on Wednesday, and company coming over for dessert on Saturday.
I need to buy more sugar.
This is the lemon bread (I also made apple bread – I’ll post it another time) I made yesterday, and will likely make another loaf to take to the fellowship group on Thursday. I used a Meyer lemon from my grandparents’ tree. I don’t know if any other lemon would make this as perfectly. 🙂 Recipe originally from Hot Providence, page 51.
LEMON BREAD
1 1/2 cups flour
1 cup sugar
1 tsp. baking powder
1 tsp. salt
1/2 cup milk
1/3 cup butter, melted
2 eggs, beaten
Lemon zest of 1 lemon (remove zest first for the bread, then juice the lemon for topping)
1/4 cup sugar & juice of one lemon = the topping.
Preheat oven to 350 degrees. Stir flour, sugar, baking powder, and salt together. Add the milk, melted butter, beaten eggs, and lemon zest. Pour into a greased 9×5-inch loaf pan. Bake for 50 minutes. Meanwhile, mix together 1/4 cup sugar and the lemon juice; let sit. Remove from oven, but leave the bread in the pan. Carefully (and liberally) poke top surface of loaf with a fork (or toothpick); then pour the topping/glaze over entire surface of the bread. Leave in the pan to cool completely.
This slices easily and evenly.
Just delicious!
This is the cookie recipe I made today for tonight’s fellowship group. They are so delicate, I think they need to be served on china saucers. Recipe from a friend.
LIME SUGAR COOKIES
1/2 cup butter
1 cup sugar
1 egg
2 teaspoons lime zest (I zested an entire large lime)
1/4 cup lime juice (my lime only produced about 2 Tblsp juice, so I used about 2 Tblsp lemon juice to make the rest)
1 1/2 cups all purpose flour
1 teaspoon baking powder
1/2 teaspoon salt
powdered sugar for dusting
Preheat oven to 350 degrees.
Cream butter, sugar and egg. Mix in lime juice and lime zest. Add flour, baking powder and salt. Mix until combined.
Roll dough into small balls (I didn’t roll them because the dough was pretty sticky; I just tried to dollop the dough as neatly as possible), & place on greased cookie sheet.
Bake 10 minutes or until they are slightly browned (mine baked for about 13 minutes).
Place cookies on a cooling rack and (once completely cooled) sift powdered sugar over cookies.
