October 2013

Back Talk

Don’t you love it when you appear to have it all together?  It’s a great feeling until you go home and realize that it’s all an illusion.  You are as messed up as the next person.

I have a wonderful friend who thinks I’m an expert at parenting and “wifery” because she must have noticed the one or two times my kids said “yes ma’am” or did something thoughtful or a tender moment between me and my husband.  My kids are wonderful, but they are kids.  They are like any who messes up, has a bad day or doesn’t live up to the expectations around them.  What makes a precious kid even precious-er is how they deal with it.  Shawn and I do love each other to pieces, but we  know how to scatter those pieces too.  I tell my friend that we’re just like anyone else…our kids tell us “no” sometimes and I give my lovely husband dirty looks from time to time.

However, I do have the ultimate link to wisdom…our Heavenly Father.  He’s the ultimate love-giver (I wanted to say lover, but that just sounds weird) and parent in all the land.  I also have some helps from the blue planet.  One of my favorite is called iMom.  I know I’ve shared about the practical website before but here it is again.  I get daily emails from them.  Some I read, some I skip.  This week, I got a doozy that ANY parent would find useful!  The subject-back talk.  Unless your children are mute, then this is something I’m sure you deal with.  And I assume that even a sweet, mute child finds ways to accomplish this universal childhood trait. Here’s the link.

Sweet Spot

Writing a blog on this subject has crossed my mind SO many times.  After this past Sunday, I couldn’t wait any longer…

I’m not a super emotional gal.  I don’t tend to cry about things “typical” girls cry over.  However, there is one area that I cry without control EVERY TIME! There is no explanation other than the fact that I’m viewing something beautiful.  For example, when I’m watching a sporting event (especially the olympics) and someone is just in their moment.  They’ve been working, practicing and preparing for countless hours for their five minute ice skating routine, or 10 second vault, or world record race.  The sheer beauty of what they’re doing and what they must be feeling overwhelms me.  I love seeing someone doing what they were born to do.  A sense of pride comes over me even though I’ve never spoken to this person in my life.  I know, weird right?

Typically a downhill skiier lives in a mountainous region of the world.  Based on their environment they had opportunities starting at a young age to flourish at a particular sport.  Have you ever wondered if you could have been the worlds best __________ if you lived in a community where that was the normal activity?  When we lived in Michigan, hockey was a popular sport.  I’ve never lived anywhere else that it was.  It would be abnormal for a boy living in Georgia to pick up a love for hockey.  Kind of like a Jamaican learning how to be on a bobsled team.  Wait…there’s a movie about that.

This past weekend, I had one of these overwhelming moments.  I couldn’t control my emotions as I looked around and saw the band members at my church worshiping.  I love to worship, but I also love to watch others worship God.  It is one of the most beautiful things in the world.  These people were in their sweet spot.  They’ve played guitar, drums, piano and used their voice for many years.  But when you see someone using their talents for The Lord, it is unmistakable.  Seeing someone find their “moment” is a wonderful thing to witness.

What’s your sweet spot?  Have you found it yet?  We all have one. Have you asked The Lord to help you find it?  Look around and evaluate the environment you live in. Maybe you are ignoring what God wants you to do?  Let him guide and direct you.  You won’t regret it.