Happy Easter Weekend, everybody!

​Like many families, we try to make a big deal out of Good Friday and Easter weekend.  Last year we visited the cross at church along with some other activities, some Jesus-focused, some not. This year I decided to follow what worked successfully this past Christmas: simplify.  So today we baked hot cross buns and visited the cross. Sunday we will go to church and have family dinner with an egg hunt.  That is all, and trust me, it's a lot less than our years past (even without a kid).

My life's step over the past year has tread more and more often in the land of intentional simplicity and peace.  The last few months especially, months of work, school, sickness, and job changes, have followed  two ideas, wrapped (I hope) in love:

Recognize and Avoid Distractions
I am doing a great work and I cannot come down. Why should the work stop while I leave it and come down to you?
Nehemiah 6:3

Parent and Work Intentionally
You shall teach them diligently to your children, and shall talk of them when you sit in your house, and when you walk by the way, and when you lie down, and when you rise. 
Deuteronomy 6:7

So this Easter was about simplicity and focus.  We kicked the Easter bunny to the curb this year (sorry bunny- nothing personal) and intentionally placed our parenting focus not on the culture, but on Jesus.

Don't worry... TLO is still getting a gigantic Easter basket!  I like Peeps as much as anybody!  And Reese's eggs.  And giant chocolate bunnies.  Oh, and those whopper-egg things.

(Wait- am I buying for him or me here??)

Piles of sugar and raisins later, we popped them in the oven and then made the five minute trip to church to read the Good Friday story and talk about Jesus.

We read the Good Friday story from The Jesus Storybook Bible (our fav).  My big idea was to take the book down to the cross, but that rain was a pourin'!

So we read in the car.

Reed had a lot of thoughts and questions after reading the story and then seeing the cross.  Plus it was extra cool because of the rain, puddles, and wildlife.  I still think it is difficult to make the Crucifixion/Resurrection story relevant to a 3 year old, but he came away understanding that Jesus died on a cross, it was really important, and He did it because of His love for us.

He also came away soaked, muddy, and incredibly happy.

​Yes!!! #momwin

Afterwards, we went home, dried off, iced our hot cross buns, and took a big pan of them to my family who we are not going to be able to see on Easter Sunday.

Overall, it was a super-good Friday.  I hope you have some time to come away with your family this weekend and truly enjoy and focus in the moment.  I wish you a blessed, distraction-free, peaceful, Jesus-focused Easter weekend!

 This excerpt from one of my favorite books of 2017, A Monster Calls, sends chills down my spine every time I read it.  That feeling of being invisible, feeling like people don't really know you, don't really see who you are, is certainly a nightmarish one. It is something more of us have felt than we might like to admit.  And it's a feeling that reaches back through time; it's an old fowler's snare, an ancient struggle.

Not sure about that?  Well, I certainly don't claim to be a biblical scholar in any possible way, but I recognize isolation when I see it.  Especially when that person is a she.  And a soon-to-be-mommy.  And all of the sudden it might not be too difficult to see myself in this Biblical character in the pages of Genesis, now noticed by millions through the ages.

Her name is Hagar, and she is introduced in Genesis 16.  She's a servant, and her story is a little (well, a lot) crazy.  Basically, her mistress, Sarai, is unable to have children.  In a desperate attempt to build a family, Sarai "gives" Hagar to her husband, Abram.  Abram and Hagar sleep together, Hagar conceives a child, and nothing could possibly go wrong.

Ha.

OF COURSE, this backfires horribly.  Nobody saw that coming, right?!  Sarai thinks Hagar has a bad attitude, gets upset, and complains to Abram.  Abram replies, "do whatever you think is best" (seriously?), and Sarai's decision is to mistreat Hagar so horribly that Hagar flees with her pregnant belly into the wilderness.

Holy moly.  What a mess!  Dysfunction with a capital D.  All of this from Abram and Sarai, later Abraham and Sarah, you know, like the father and mother of Isaac and grandparents of Jacob (Israel).  Yet God loves them in their mess, sees their hearts, and makes a covenant with them.  They are faithful, admirable people who fear God but stumble still, entangling Hagar in it all. 

She seems to be in the ultimate worst-case scenerio:  A past that's been out of her control, an abusive present, a scary and unknown future.  So maybe her pregnancy hormones kicked in a little too strongly one day, but who can blame a girl for that?  Ultimately, she's stuck out in the desert, pregnant, through very little fault of her own.  She feels unloved, unseen, and completely invisible.  
However, as she wanders in the wilderness, her story changes.  She encounters God in the wilderness, as many of us do.  I know I have.  And there in the desert, with the hot dust whirling around her, an angel tells her to return to Abram and Sarai, submit to them, and name her son Ishmael.  

Now other than the obvious detail that people don't see angels very often, it is also super rare in the Bible that a person is named by God before their birth.  The fact that Hagar experiences both of these is incredible!  She recognizes this, and instead of complaining to God or arguing with the angel about her situation, she realizes that, for the first time, she is noticed.  I love how the NIV explains her reaction:

When I read that last week, I stopped and stared.  That's what she named God after her experience with Him.  He was the One who finally saw her.  Someone who recognized her, around whom she did not feel invisible.  For the first time, she was truly Seen.

There is certainly a call here for the hurting ones who feel invisible.  The unloved, the unknown, the uninvited.  The only One who can make you and me feel fulfilled and known is the Creator and Savior.  Beginning and pursuing a life-long relationship with Jesus is the only way to feel fulfilled in this life.  He is the God who sees you, just as He saw Hagar all of those millenniums ago, and He loves you dearly.

This story also made me think about all of the wonderful people in my life that I pass each day.  I wonder if, as a representative of Christ, I let them see the God Who Sees in me.  Do I show people that I see them, that I want to know them, that I am interested in them?  Does my family ever feel like I am not fully present around them?  Do my students ever feel invisible around me?  Do my coworkers and friends ever feel ignored?  Do I attempt to connect with the people I encounter each day- not to talk about myself, but to listen to what they are really saying?  Do I observe their body language for what they are not saying?  

​Do I reflect a God who sees?

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It seems to me this summer has been all about change.  Transition from the school year to a family beach vacation in June, vacation to grad school in late June, school to stay-at-home-mom mode in July, home to a wild West adventure in August, and finally, the wild West to back to work.  As summer melts into fall, it's time for me to settle back into routine at last- an early morning communion with my Father, a bittersweet goodbye to my sleeping son, a busy day of teaching smart kiddos, and too-quick nights of sweet family time, easy dinners, and packed lunches.  As this last weekend of summer flashes by, my heart is filled with too many emotions.

The sadness is there, of course, along with the mix of excitement, anticipation, and anxiety that comes with the start of a new school year.  But looming big and dark is the realization that it's indescribably hard and painful to leave my boy to go to work. As a result, it's easy to slip into dread, fear, sadness, and guilt this time of year.  I found myself approaching that place last night and gave myself this three-point pep talk.  My hope is that it helps someone else, too.

Point #1: I am exactly where I am supposed to be.

The steps of a good man are ordered by the Lord; and he delighteth in his way.
Psalm 37:23

I've laid my heart, my plans, my desires before my King over and over and over.  And each time, He gently makes my path clear.  I trust Him.  And I know, beyond all doubt, that I am exactly where I am supposed to be.  And that means that He will bless and shelter my family in this next transition, just how He has in the past.  My trust and faith is in Him and His word.

If you surrender your life to Christ and lay your plans before Him, He will guide your footsteps.  It is a promise repeated in His word.  Whatever transition you find yourself in, whatever the circumstances, whatever others may say, and whatever your feelings may be, calm and quiet yourself in His promises.

So my heart is out there with all you mommas, educators, students, and other peeps dealing with a big change right now.  I hope this pep talk helped somebody other than me.  And hey, if you need prayer, just leave a note in the comments and I'm on it.  And you can say a prayer for me, too.

I'm telling on myself tonight.

I feel like God decides to reveal my brokenness to me in small pieces.  It's like the Holy Spirit will convict me of a sin we overcome that small thing, and then all of the sudden my eyes are opened to another area of weakness.  And we start the journey all over again.

Let me explain.  So a few months ago, God brought to my attention (again) that I was gossiping.  Every time I would gossip, He would nudge my heart.  Even when I prefaced the gossip with excuses like:
"just between us..."
"We are FAMILY (so it's OK)..."
"I need to get this off my chest..."

It was TOUGH.  I felt AWFUL.  I repented and asked God to help me keep my mouth shut.  But it wasn't easy and I messed up a lot.  I bought a book.  I talked to my husband about it but talked to God more.  I read my Bible.  And over a few weeks, I felt myself getting better, able to stop my tongue before it crossed the line, thankful for God's grace.  Of course I still mess up, way more than I care to share.  But once my tongue was (more) in check, God brought another area of my life to my attention, and we did it over again.

His nudges aren't unto condemnation.  But I do feel a dose of humility each time it happens; I have to breathe in grace a little deeper, spend more time alone.  Listen.  Pray.  Read.  And understand, once again, how much I need a Savior.

It's a beautiful cycle.  I am so thankful.  The latest lesson in the Holy Spirit Academy hit me pretty hard a few days ago:

Love bears up under anything and everything that comes, is ever ready to believe the best of every person, its hopes are fadeless under all circumstances, and it endures everything [without weakening].
1 Corinthians 13: 7 (AMPC)

Love is ever ready to believe the best of every person.
That is what stood out to me.  I want to be a lover of people so badly.  It is my heart's desire- more than anything.  This verse came up in my memory this week and suddenly, I saw another mess, another broken piece of myself.  I remembered, in a rush, all of the times this week that I made poor assumptions about people I dearly love.  I was cynical, I jumped to conclusions, I "read too much" into a conversation, a post on social media, a silence. As a result, my relationships were weakened and my joy was stolen.  But I didn't recognize it until God revealed it to me.  He is so good like that.

Love is ever ready to believe the best of every person.
Of course this verse is not instructing me to be a blind follower, blissful in ignorance.  I am always to pursue wisdom in my relationships.  But too often I jump straight to skepticism.  I often forget to empathize, to see things from some else's point of view.  I just assume, perhaps not the worst about that person, but something not good.  And that is not wisdom.  And it is certainly not love.

Love is ever ready to believe the best of every person.
To be a lover like Jesus, I must believe the best about someone- their motives, their situations, their perceptions.  When I become cynical, the relationship is damaged and my joy is immediately gone.  That was my biggest takeaway.  I found these negative thoughts about others were stealing my joy, and as selfish as it sounds, that is the biggest reason I want to work on my thought life more.  Joy is priceless to me.  Peace is priceless to me.  I want to pursue peace with my fellow human beings not only to love them well, but also to preserve joy and peace in my relationships.  So assumptions have to go.

Father, thank you for your never ending mercy and grace.  Teach me to be a lover of people.  A Lover like You. Help me to be ready to believe the best of every person.  Show me when I am being cynical, making assumptions, or believing something to be true that is not.  Thank You for being my Teacher.  Thank You for Your grace.  In the Name of Jesus, Amen.

Reed's favorite Bible story (right now) is David and Goliath.  At first, Noah and the Ark was his favorite, then Jonah and the Whale, briefly Moses, and now David and Goliath.  We have The Usborne Book of Bible Stories, and we love it.  It comes with a expressive audio CD that I play at night sometimes as he is going to sleep.  This book finds the balance between telling the stories accurately while still making them toddler-friendly.  And that is quite a feat!

We have a lot of fun reading through the Bible stories together.  I love hearing Reed's interpretation of what is going on- "Moses is crying!  They need to put him back in the basket, he needs a nap" and his questions, too- "Did Goliath trust God?".  It also makes me revisit some stories that maybe I haven't read in a while and see them in a new way.  I re-read David and Goliath this week in my Bible and took away some pretty powerful lessons to apply to my life:

1. Put your problem in its place
So David shows up to the battlefield to bring his brothers some food and is startled to hear Goliath screaming in defiance at the Israelites; he then sees the Israelite army run away in fear.  David responds by immediately putting Goliath in his place.  This tells me two things: one, that David understood the superiority of God over man. Two, that David had a habit of placing his problems in their place in his mind.  This is reflected in his speech.  David asks, "What will be done for the man who kills this Philistine and removes this disgrace from Israel? Who is this uncircumcised Philistine that he should defy the armies of the living God?" (1 Samuel 17: 26, emphasis mine).
Look at his word choice!  David didn't immediately talk to the people around him about the size of Goliath, his giant muscles, or his impressive weaponry.  He didn't wonder or worry or chatter nervously before coming to his conclusion of faith.  In fact, as soon as David starts talking, Goliath is no longer mentioned by name (in the NIV), he is simply "this Philistine". Isn't that fascinating?  He immediately speaks the about Goliath and puts him in his place.  His words reflect his heart and his faith in God.

​2. Pay attention to who you allow to speak into your life.
David's strong words get him attention pretty quickly.  His older brother becomes angry and belittles him in front of others in the army.  He basically tells him to to be quiet and go back to his "few sheep" (v. 28-29).  Wow- what's the story there?  I need the scoop!  Why did Eliab react so strongly?  After all- he could go fight Goliath and collect the huge reward. I am reminded of how, in the previous chapter, Samuel passed up Eliab when he was anointing a new king to follow Saul.  It seems to me that Eliab is still bitter and jealous about the whole thing.  He doesn't seem to be worried about David's welfare, or concerned out of love.  I think he saw David's strength and trust in God and resented it; he perceived it as arrogance.  It is a great reminder that a statement of faith can be an unpopular choice.  The people around you, maybe even ones close to you, might want you to just "go back to your sheep"- no risks, no attention, nothing to rock the boat.  Join the masses.  Some may become ashamed and resent God's use of the weak and foolish things of this world (1 Corinthians 1:27).  But how does David react to his brother?  He says, "Can't I even speak?".  He then "turned away to someone else and brought up the same matter" (v. 29-30).  Man, I love that!  He stays with the truth!  He sticks with God's plan! He puts Eliab in his place too, turns his back to him, and asks the same question to someone who might be a little more supportive.  He stays on the defense against negativity.  He monitors who speaks into his life.

3. Carefully inspect the weight you carry
David's words continue to grab the attention of the people around him, and King Saul eventually hears about it.  David encourages the king (v. 32) and convinces Saul to allow him to fight, reminding him of God's power (v. 34-36).  Boy, his words are just so positive, powerful, and life-giving.  My prayer today: Let me speak as David did in the face of my everyday trials, my conflicts, my life-changing moments.  How that would change my life!  Saul blesses David, and then dresses David in his armor:
Then Saul dressed David in his own tunic. He put a coat of armor on him and a bronze helmet on his head. David fastened on his sword over the tunic and tried walking around, because he was not used to them.
“I cannot go in these,” he said to Saul, “because I am not used to them.” So he took them off. Then he took his staff in his hand, chose five smooth stones from the stream, put them in the pouch of his shepherd’s bag and, with his sling in his hand, approached the Philistine.
(1 Samuel 17:38-40)

So again, I ask myself, why?  Why did Saul dress David in his armor?  Were the reasons born of goodwill- did he want to give him the best he had?  Did he want to protect him with only the best?  Or were the reasons showing a lack of faith- did he doubt David's skill?  Did he want to make his mark on this remarkable act of bravery that he could not do? Whatever the reason, Saul's lack of faith is shown in this action, relying still on his earthly garments when David is so obviously wielding the shield of faith.  David realizes that the armor, although nice, is not a good fit for him and rejects it. 

My takeaway: sometimes, in this fight, this everyday spiritual warfare, it can become tempting to take on things that God has not instructed us to take on.  These heavy weights can drag us down in our fight.  Some may be suggested in goodwill.  Two examples immediately come to mind:

1) Time Suckers
I used to be AWFUL at saying no.  I would let people drag me in and out of their problems, schedules, and activities, leaving me exhausted at the end of each week with little to nothing to give to my family, little free time to enjoy a lazy Sunday, certainly little time to focus on growing spiritually. A few months ago, I intentionally paused before making a big decision and managed to squeak out a timid, "no".  Now, I feel addicted to saying no!  It was funny for a little bit, but I've calmed down now.  Not saying "no" in a selfish way, but in a healthy way.  In a "what is best for my family and me?" way.  In a "is this something God is calling me to do?" way.  I'm addicted to scheduled simplicity, and now I understand that time-suckers can distract and exhaust me from keeping my focus and perspective on what matters most.

2)Negativity and discouragement in the guise of "advice"
Yep, we all know and love those people.  The well-meaning, wonderful people who always have discouragement and negativity gift-wrapped as well-meaning advice.  If we are not careful, this negativity can weigh us down like Saul's armor weighed on David.  Shake it off, take it off, it doesn't belong to you.  Turn your back on it if you need to.  Know what God says about you, know what he has told you to do, and go kill your Goliath.  


Other weights in the fight might not have as pure motives; they might actually be distractions or manifestations of a lack of faith. 

1) Worry
This one body-slammed me this week.  I found myself worrying about everything: bug bites, "what-ifs", relationships, the future, and on and on and on.  Silly stuff. But worry consumes.  By the end of each day, I was exhausted.  And I know worry stems from a lack of faith, from not trusting God, which led me to feel...

2) Guilt
It's a downward spiral from there.  Get me off the crazy train!  If I'm not careful, it can drag me down for days, weeks even, and all spiritual growth stops, and to be honest, can even start to go backwards.  These two distractions are a one-two punch.  I spent the next few days immersed in my favorite Bible teachings and worship music to get out of that fight.  When worry, guilt, and other distractions creep in, fight back!  What God has ahead for you is too good, too important, to give up because of these weights.  Press toward the mark, friends!

I am so excited after looking back through these takeaways from David and Goliath.  It's amazing that after hundreds and hundreds of years, God's word is still so applicable, powerful, and relevant.  I am so thankful for that!

And just in case you forgot, David beat that "MEAN, BIG, FAT giant- hit him right in the head" (Reed's words).  We will overcome!

This past week was, to put it mildly, an adjustment.  I got home from Myrtle Beach Saturday night, started my first graduate-level class at Miami University on Monday, and catapulted myself into a jarring week of transition from vacation back into being a full-time student, leaving Reed after being with him full-time for 10 days, and staying up late each night writing and doing homework.  It was a fantastic week, but I have been ready for bedtime since about 4:30- maybe earlier?  It is weeks like these that I find myself susceptible to stress, fatigue, possibly some crankiness, too.  Is anybody with me?

Even in this hectic week, I managed to steal away each morning and get a few quiet moments alone with God.  Because I know I couldn't do any of this without him.  Some days I was able to focus and get 45 minutes, other days I was scatterbrained and just managed a small devotional.  But people, you don't want to know me without my armor on!  Because without it, that stress, fatigue, and crankiness can sink my day, and I will easily take my family's day with me.  And I know I'm not the only one out there!  Paul writes about this armor in Ephesians 6:10-18, ​if you are interested in reading further.

Spending time with God each morning helps me put on my armor and get spiritually dressed for the day ahead.  And that part of my day has become pretty routine.  My problems usually start when the people come out.

Are you the same?  I do great when I'm by myself, drinking my coffee, reading my Bible.  I feel so strong in my faith at that point in my day- it's really funny when I think about it.  Driving in my car and listening to worship music is easy-peasy.  I feel so connected, so spiritual.  I feel the glow around my head (just kidding... maybe).  I don't even have to mess with traffic when I'm driving at 6 AM.  I usually rely on my armor when the people come out- whoever the people might be.  Kids, spouses, students, coworkers, teachers, neighbors, bosses.  People on the road, people in the store, people on social media, people texting, people calling.  Because I want to love people well, as soon as the relationships start, I need that armor!

So what to do?  Of course I rely on the armor, I pray, I try to remember what I've studied in the Word.  But honestly, most of the time my life is so CRAZY BUSY that I need a little extra reminder.  And, as any teacher will tell you, when we need a reminder we pull out our secret weapon:

POST-IT NOTES
(cue superhero music)

I tend to take the Bible literally. (Silly me!)  Although many people agree that this group of verses is a metaphor, asserting that God's word should be the focal point of our life and home, I certainly don't think there is any harm in taking it literally.  Ultimately, the gospel should be our obsession and passion.  I looked up "frontlets between your eyes."  Yeah, I'm not ready to get that literal.  But I will write on my walls!

About a year ago, I painted a section of my wall in chalkboard paint.  Unfortunately, I don't have the "barista" talent to write and draw creatively on my chalkboard (like Aunt B), but every so often I scrawl down a new verse to fit what I need to work on in the moment...

When I was in college working toward a career, one of the most important factors in my decision was the benefits of the teaching profession.  A consistent schedule, holidays and summers free for family, good insurance, maternity leave, and retirement were all very important to me.  It is a job with pretty great benefits, and I am very blessed!  Serving Jesus comes with great benefits, too- way more amazing, actually!  David lists many of them in Psalm 103:

Praise the Lord, my soul;
    all my inmost being, praise his holy name.
Praise the Lord, my soul,
    and forget not all his benefits--
who forgives all your sins
    and heals all your diseases,
who redeems your life from the pit
    and crowns you with love and compassion,
who satisfies your desires with good things
    so that your youth is renewed like the eagle’s.
Psalm 103: 1-5

This psalm has been my favorite to read all week.  Reading and  journaling by the beach, watching the sun rise, and hearing the waves crash on the shore has been my favorite part of each day.  Here is a little excerpt from my journal:

My favorite part of this psalm (this week) is where David lists the "benefits" of loving God.  I believe he gives five in a row in the first few verses:
1) He forgives all my sins
2) He heals all my diseases
3) He redeems my life
4) He crowns me with love and compassion
5) He satisfies me with good things

I think many people in "the world" are deceived into believing that a lifetime spent with Jesus is a restricted, limited one.  And I think that deep down, some Christians believe this, too.  This idea breeds discontent, envy, or covetousness, then compromise, and finally sin.  And sin always costs us something.  The longer I run this race, I think "compromise" may be the most dangerous, deciding force when it comes to eternity.  The Bible is full of stories and verses about compromises that led to destruction.  I just read one this week.  Paul writes,

But among you there must not be even a hint of sexual immorality, or of any kind of impurity, or of greed, because these are improper for God's holy people.
Ephesians 5:3 (NIV- my emphasis added)

Yikes!  Not even a hint!  Friends, we must not give  Satan a foothold, not even an inch in our lives, homes, and families.  Oh, it may seem silly and harmless at times, but don't be deceived.  Be alert! Satan is a roaring lion, seeking to devour (1 Peter 5:8).  Father, reveal areas of compromise in my life.  Let me not be deceived.

I think this is part of the reason why David instructs us to "forget not" the benefits of serving the Lord.  When I meditate on the five points listed in Psalm 103, I am reminded of the goodness of the Lord and the importance of being heavenly-minded, and I am overwhelmed by His love for me.  I am reminded that His ways are higher and better- all of the time.  When I look at my family and my life, I want to do everything I can to draw near to God, know Him more, and receive his favor and blessing.  Psalm 103 reiterates this reminder of the lasting effects of serving God.  Verses 17-18 (NLT) state: 

But the love of the Lord remains forever
    with those who fear him.
His salvation extends to the children’s children
of those who are faithful to his covenant,
    of those who obey his commandments!
​
When we do our best to trust and obey God, he is faithful to extend salvation to our future generations.  It's a promise!  And like any mother, I want God's best for my children.  If there's a promise concerning Jacob or Reed, I'm claiming it!

The words still echoed in my ears as I helped my toddler build his first "Resurrection garden" to help teach the Easter story.  The garden actually looked pretty good, a miracle for me (I was expecting a Pinterest fail), but the dirt and rocks faded as my mind began turning over and over various comments.  Reed, oblivious, continued happily constructing (or destructing?) the garden as I recounted some of the hurtful words:

"What a waste of time."
"Do you really have to put Jesus in everything?"
"He's not going to understand that."
"He's going to get sick of talking about God all of the time.  You need to tone it down."

Now, let me keep it real, here.  Yes, some of these comments were said to me.  But most of them were versions of comments I had heard in the past.  And one or two, I had even said myself (gasp!)  Those judgmental, critical words always have a way of coming back to get us, don't they?

In the moment, though, I didn't try to separate reality from perception or past.  I choked down feelings of bitterness, confusion, and doubt and said, simply, to myself, "No. Those are lies."  Whether they were lies said to me, lies I had heard before, or lies I had stated in the past, they were still lies.  So... No.

No- this is not a waste of time.  I am spending time with my son.
No- I refuse to leave Jesus out of any part of my life.
No- he may not understand it this year (actually, I can say with confidence that he did not) but I am building a relationship with my son where we can speak about faith and have fun while doing so.
No- he will not get sick of talking about God all of the time.  If you know Jesus like I do, you don't "get sick" of Him.  He only increases while I decrease.

As illustrated here, I personally struggle A LOT with what others think about me.  I want to please everyone.  I could make excuses and say, "Well, that's just the way I am" or "I just really want people to be happy" but the reality is, it is a fault.  And it can be a sin if others' opinions become an idol to me.  Regardless, it stole the joy of that moment with my son, and it was my choice to allow those thoughts and words to have power over the situation.  The fact is, when I became a follower of Christ, others' opinions took a back seat.  Paul lays it out quite clearly in Galatians 1:10 (ESV), writing,

For am I now seeking the approval of man, or of God? Or am I trying to please man? If I were still trying to please man, I would not be a servant of Christ.

So really, it doesn't matter who the person is, if their opinion doesn't line up with God's, they lose.  End of discussion.  But that doesn't mean it is easy.  In fact, it is very, very hard.  It is so difficult to say to someone who means really well, "sorry, but God has revealed something different to me" or "that is not what the Bible teaches".  It can be hurtful.  It can be so very uncomfortable.  But if said in love, you have spoken wisely.  For me, this is still a work in process.  A long-time work in progress.  But, progress!

This morning, I was reading 1 John 5, and a few verses stood out to me.  John writes, 

For this is the love of God, that we keep his commandments. And his commandments are not burdensome.
1 John 5: 3 (ESV)

And they aren't!  God's commands are not burdensome.  But when our flesh, our preconceptions, our culture, and the people around us get involved, it can get a little more difficult to follow those commandments.  We become burdened when we begin to contemplate compromise; when we begin thinking about what we are losing, instead of what we are gaining, by following God's commands.  I think John picks up on this hesitation, too, because he adds:

For everyone who has been born of God overcomes the world. And this is the victory that has overcome the world—our faith.
​1 John 5: 4 (ESV)

I think this verse is important to take in context with the first, and it is really what struck me while I was reading.  God's commands are not burdensome, because by following Him and loving Him we are born of him, and it is this faith that overcomes the world.

Following God's commandments is the very best way, and by our faith, we are given victory to overcome the world.  That means that God's ways are the very best ways.  No matter what.  They are perfect and victorious.  So it is always worth it to push through the barriers of culture, opinions, and people to follow the commandments of God.  They promise victory and life.

In a busy culture that preaches "tolerance" and "acceptance", it can sometimes be very easy to compromise God's commandments to appease man, or to become more comfortable.  But understand that compromising God's commandments has consequences.  By following his commandments we overcome the world.  When we compromise, we begin losing this victory.  Cause and effect.  Although compromise may be easier at first, the burdens in the long run could be crushing.

For example:
Which is easier: forgiveness or hate?
Which is easier: to give into the temper tantrum or leave the grocery store?
Which is easier: to stay and watch the movie with your friends or leave because the content of the movie is sinful?
Which is easier: to disrespect your spouse or speak in love?

​If the option is easiest, it doesn't mean it is best.  We, myself included, have to determine to look beyond the moment and at the big picture.  Because one little "easy" moment or decision can quickly become five, ten, a habit, a lifetime, a legacy.  Cause and effect.  Truth and consequences.  As a believer of God's word, the Christian must push past the expectations of the world and be willing to be unusual, peculiar, and even ridiculed for the sake of the cross, and for the sake of our own well-being.

So the struggle for me now is, not only do I need boldness and grace to follow God's commandments, but I also need God's truth to shine on my life and reveal areas where I may still be deceived.  Because in that moment at the resurrection garden, I didn't even know those remarks were lies until the Holy Spirit revealed it to my heart.  I was obviously deceived when I had said some of those things in the past.  Oh, how I value truth.  Truth brings peace to my heart.  Speak what is true to me, Holy Spirit.

Father,
Thank you for your Word and the truth that it speaks to my heart.  Please give me boldness and grace to follow your commands, and give me the wisdom to make the choices for my family and relationships that line up with your word.  I ask today that you shine the light of truth in my life, and reveal areas where I am not following your commands, and help me in these areas.  Thank you for your love, grace, and faithfulness.

In Jesus's Name,
Amen

I am taking Reed on his first trip to the beach this summer.  We are going with my parents and my sister and her family.  I am looking forward to some R&R, as most teachers are this time of year.

Right now I am trying to think of all of the things I might need for both The Little Outdoorsman and myself.  He's pretty good to go.  I have some kid-safe sunscreen, a couple pairs of swim trunks, water shoes, and plenty of swim safety stuff like life jackets and those awesome puddle jumpers.  Boys.

Side note: I picked up this super cute beach bag and some big beach towels for myself.  Want to guess where I bought them?  
Macy's?  Wrong.  
Dillards?  Wrong.  
​TJ Maxx?  Still wrong.
The local grocery store.  For 25% off.  That's right! You know you're jealous! #momlife 

So now only one thing looms on the horizon- far above a rental car and fun money.

​SWIMSUIT SHOPPING.

Yeah, go ahead and cue gloomy skies, crashing waves, and sharp rocks.  Like most women, I don't really look forward to swimsuit shopping.  It doesn't fill my heart with excitement and joy.  Especially when I think about flourescent lights and a two-year-old in the mix, who, by the way, has decided to ask questions about everything he notices very loudly.  He's an observant little fellow, too.

Ugh.

So here's the game plan.  I am going to think about swimsuit shopping for the rest of the week in fear and dread.  Saturday morning, I will text my sister.  The conversation will look like this:

Me: Swimsuit shopping.  Kohl's.  One hour.  Need moral support.

Jess:  Only if I can watch Reed and we can get ice cream afterwards.

Me: OK

We will meet up, she will whisk Reed away while magically appearing whenever I need her to look at my swimsuit.  We will find one that makes me look like a modestly-clad Scarlett Johansson.  It will fit me perfectly.  And it will be 50% off.  And then we will go get ice cream.

I will not accept anything less than this.

So obviously we all know that something, if not everything, in these plans will go poorly.  Probably the Scarlett Johansson part.  Because my husband or sister can watch Reed for an hour, I can probably find a good deal, and you know we are going to get ice cream.

But once the swimsuit shopping escapade is over, I think I am going to be ready for this trip!  I haven't been on a vacation in a long time.  I am really looking forward to experiencing the beach for the first time with Reed, spending time with my family, and most of all, listening to the ocean.

I love the sound of the ocean.  It is so soothing, peaceful, and repetitive.  I can sit by the beach all day, never get in the water, and just listen to the waves and the seagulls.  I can't wait for this time to get perspective, appreciate God's creation, and have some fun!

My favorite song right now is "You Make Me Brave" by Bethel Music.  I listen to it several times a day!  In the chorus, Amanda Cook sings, 

As Your love, in wave after wave
Crashes over me, crashes over me
For You are for us
You are not against us
Champion of Heaven
You made a way for all to enter in

Every time I listen to this song, I think of those waves at the beach.  How repetitive they are.  How they never stop.  All day, all night, I'll be able to hear those waves crashing on the beach.  Just like God's love, they are never ending.  Actually, God's love is even stronger, more long-lasting, and more soothing than the waves on the shore of the most beautiful beach.

My sister made this sign for Reed's room before he was born.  It is based on Psalm 93:4.  When I think of this verse and the song by Bethel Music, I find myself not worrying too much about rental cars and saving money for vacation.  I don't feel anxious about taking a two-year old to the beach.  I don't even care if I look like a super-fit celebrity in my swimsuit anymore.  The things of this earth start to slip away, and all that really matters is my relationship with my heavenly Father.

He loves me so much.

He loves you so much, too.

And I know that!  I really do!  You might know that, too.  I KNOW, deep down, that heaven is the only thing that matters, and that if I seek Him above all, everything else will fall into place.  I know that He loves me.

So why do I still worry?  Why do I still get caught up in the cares of this life?

Because I forget to sit and listen to the waves.

I just get so busy!  Busy in my actions, busy in my thoughts.  I get caught up, like a fish in a net.  
And before I know it, I'm not paying attention to His love, wave after wave, crashing over me.  Instead, I'm looking at the waves of this life, just like Peter, tossing this little boat I call my life around.  Oh, I would so much rather listen to the waves of His love.

So how do we listen to the waves?  How do we keep in mind how much God loves us, especially in the midst of this busy life?  How do we maintain that heavenly perspective?

1. Spend time alone with God each day​
Spending time with God in the morning has become essential to my growth as a Christian.  This is scheduled time where I get alone, completely alone, and read my Bible, pray, journal, think, and dream with my Savior.  This alone time gives me perspective for each day and allows me to wake up in peace.  I wrote more about this in my earliest Faith blog posts, which you can find here: (Part 1)  (Part 2)

2.  Meditate on God's Word
​When I am having a really bad day, I like to talk to myself using scriptures.  I began doing this after listening to a teaching by Joyce Meyer.  For example, if I am having a day where I am feeling forgotten or lost, I will repeat one of my favorite reminders of God's love: "You hem me in behind and before, and you lay your hand upon me" Psalm 139:5 (NIV).  After saying this five, ten, or  two hundred times (hey- don't judge!), I always feel better, and I am reminded that God is in control and directing my footsteps.

3.  Listen to Christian Music
I am a big Christian music fan!  We are fortunate to have two really awesome Christian music radio stations on our FM radio, and they are such an encouragement to me.  Any time I am in the car or by myself at home, I have Christian music on.  It is a great reminder of God's love.  Sometimes, in the afternoons, Reed and I will turn on Israel Houghton, Elevation Worship, or Hillsong United and just have a dance party.  Reed brings the guitar and the drum set and we just have a great time.  I'm sure it is hilarious for the neighbors.

4.  Attend a church service or concert
One of my favorite things to do is to go to a Christian music concert or conference.  We attend an amazing church every Sunday, but there is something about getting together with a group of believers in a larger setting that just amps everything up.  My life has been changed forever at some of the concerts and conferences I have attended. They are refreshing, rejuvenating, and provide a great opportunity to connect with other believers outside of your local church.  You can check for concerts and events in your area at www.klove.com/events/local/

5.  Keep a journal of all of the ways God blesses you in one day.
If you are having an especially rough week, try keeping track for an entire day every way God blesses you in that day.  Your list should cover big and small blessings.  
For example, my list for today might start in this way:
1.  I got a full night's sleep
2. I have breakfast to eat.
3.  I was able to avoid traffic on my way to work.

​You get the idea.  So many blessings!
If you don't want to cart around a journal all day, use the Notes app on your phone.  You will be surprised by all of the little things God does each day to show His love for you.


These are just some of the strategies that I use to help keep myself aware of God's love for me.  Each day I find it a challenge to "Set my mind on things above" (Colossians 3:2), and I know I am not alone in this struggle!  So today, rest in Jesus's love.  Think about the waves of the sea, or the clouds in the sky, or the wind blowing in your face, and realize that His love for you is so much greater than these wonders of nature.  He sees your every move.  You are the apple of his eye.  He chose you.  He died for you.  He is preparing a place for you.  Set your mind on heavenly things, on the waves of His love, and watch the storms here on earth fade from view.

Grace and peace,
Rebekah

I am slightly obsessed with making lists after a couple of trying days.  It's probably some sort of bizarre reaction to the dozens of tiny (or not so tiny) things that happened to spiral out of control over our Easter weekend- which, of course, I had planned out very, very, very carefully.

How naive!

This past weekend was one of the hardest, yet most rewarding I've had in a while.  It was one of THOSE weekends.  You know, the kind where anything and everything that you touch like breaks or blows up.  Listen to some of the things that happened in the past 48 hours:
​

• I woke up at 4:30 AM for no apparent reason and couldn’t fall back asleep, twice.
• There was a pop-up rain shower just in time for our Easter egg hunt.
• I braved the Easter crowd at the grocery store only to accidentally shoplift band-aids.  Reed may have had something to do with it.  So I had to go all the way back in to return the band-aids, unbuckling Reed from his carseat, getting wet (again), sweating from the humidity.  So gross! And just so you know, this was not out of any zealous desire to do good, only to avoid the guilt I would surely feel for the rest of the day if I did not.  Just being honest.
• I forgot to eat lunch.  This doesn't happen to me often.  I love my food!
• My phone service was momentarily interrupted and I couldn't contact my husband (who was out of state) during the entirety of my band-aid crisis.
• I planned to help my mother-in-law cook part of Easter dinner on Saturday.  As I pulled out of my driveway my TIRE FELL OFF.   Yes, just fell off.  My son and I just felt a small jolt.  We were going very slowly.  Something about a ball or a joint or some kind of car mumbo-jumbo that I don’t understand.  Apparently, I’m lucky to be alive.
• I forgot to eat dinner.  You know stuff is getting real, now.
• I reached my data cap.
• I was sick on Easter Sunday ALL DAY.
• We broke down while test driving a new car.  On Easter Sunday.  While going up a hill.  Women in Easter dresses had to help push the car.  Like, really?!

After typing these out, I immediately noticed two things:

1. Nine of these ten statements start with “I” or “my”.  (Uh-oh.)
2. I managed to keep my cool all weekend.  I didn’t cry, scream, blame, or freak out (too much).  I was pretty flexible, understanding, and patient.  (Okay!)

I don’t have the energy to break down the implications of #1 today.  We’ll save that for another time.  I can, however, attribute #2 to a few things:

• God.  The wonderful, powerful, transformative grace of God.
• The support of my family and friends.  Everybody stepped up in a big way.
• This book: Unglued: Making Wise Choices in the Midst of Raw Emotions by Lysa TerKeurst​.  I seriously LOVE this book.