Wednesday, November 7, 2018

You know what's better than voting?

The other night, election eve actually, I made a post on Facebook about voting. In fact, I said I don't care if you vote or not. I got so tired of all the social media posts and online advertisements and mailers and commercials and phone calls and text messages and etc. etc. I think most people got tired of it. More specifically, I got tired of everyone, everywhere telling me to go vote. You can't tell me what to do. In many cases if there is a big consensus on something to do or some new thing, I go the other way. So telling me what to do and why I need to do it isn't going to influence me much. Look, you're an adult. If you want to go vote, do it. If you don't think it's that important, then don't. You probably aren't very informed anyway. So vote. Or don't. I care not. Apparently other people do, though, so my Facebook post seemed to rub a few the wrong way.
Hey, don't get me wrong. I think it's very important to vote. I always vote. I think you should vote too, probably, but honestly I don't care if you do or not. I might want you to NOT vote if I don't agree with you on politics.

Having said all that, instead of getting all worked up about how good your preferred politician is or how bad their political party is, I have another idea.
Raise your kids well.
That's right. Raise your kids well. Okay, so I've now probably lost those who don't have any children. If you do have children, or grandchildren, stick with me. What do you think is going to have a larger impact on the future of our country, our world: getting worked up about politics or raising your kids well? I know which one I'm choosing.

Let me be provide a few examples of what I'm referring to when I say raise your kids well.

Make your kids do what they are told. I know this is a hard one. We have a four-year-old. Sometimes we tell him to do something, and, especially when he's tired or irritated or hungry, he says, "I'm not gonna do it." What do you think happens next? Do you think we beg and plead with him and ask him please? Not quite. He's going to do that thing one way or the other, and he's probably going to face consequences for the way he responded. We can never be 100% on this. There will always be struggles. But be consistent.

I just recently read a book by Dr. Meg Meeker called Hero: Being the Strong Father Your Children Need. Great book. I highly recommend it. One thing she talks about is this notion that being restrictive in terms of what you allow your children to do will somehow damage them. Look, children need boundaries. They crave structure. They are dying for you to show that you care enough about them to protect them and to put in place rules that are ultimately for their good. They won't see it all the time, of course. But they also find comfort in knowing that they can freely explore within the boundaries that you have set. How wonderful for children to know that they can create and enjoy life within guidelines, and that they are safe there. Kids that feel loved and safe will flourish.

Don't try to be your children's friend. Your kids have enough friends. You are not their friend. You are their father, or their mother. Your children need you to discipline them when they do the wrong thing. Make sure the expectations are clear and that they understand. To be unclear is to be unkind (Dave Ramsey). When they violate the rules, they need to be punished. As they grow up, you will see the fruits of this sometimes uncomfortable action. Yes, they need to know that you are there for them. Of course you need to try to have a relationship where your kids feel like they can come tell you anything and talk through things. But don't mistake that for being worried that they will not like you if they do something they know they shouldn't and you discipline them. Your kids will feel loved and know that you care if you discipline them.

Make sure they know how to work. I will be the first to admit that my kids get way too much stuff without working for it. That's my opinion anyway. What can I say. They have grandparents and extended family who love to spoil them. We probably give them too many things too. I don't know. As parents we do try to make them work for things, and also work just to work. Unfortunately, sometimes you have to do work in life for rewards that aren't all that special. They help with the laundry. They help with the dishes. They help straighten up the living room. Their bedrooms are a disaster, but TJ has actually done really well with his in the last year or so. These things need to be done in a household to make it work. That is how life is sometimes.

If they play a sport, they have to work at it. They have to work to get better. There is satisfaction in a job well done. There are also rewards. They need to learn these things starting at a young age and gain a deeper understanding and appreciation as they grow and develop.

Those three things are pretty simple, right? I want you to think about this. What if all parents did these three things? How would that transform our country? What if we had a bunch of young adults who understood that when given instructions they should be completed? If not, there will be consequences. What if we had young adults who understood that it was okay to explore and enjoy and create within the boundaries or a civilized society? What if we had young adults who knew that there will be times when they get disciplined, and that is for their benefit? In a job, or in life, they know that if they get out of line they will be brought back to a place of productivity. What if we had young adults who had all been working their entire lives, starting at home with dishes and laundry and mowing the lawn and moving on to summer jobs at McDonald's or a dry cleaner shop or wherever? What if all these young adults knew that nothing would be handed to them without effort, and work, that they need to work to earn and achieve and that there is immense satisfaction and blessing in that?

Picture that. Communities and our country and world filled with young adults who know how to achieve and contribute and thrive through discipline and effort while respecting those in charge and others. Now that would be an amazing environment in which to have political conversations and debates. Then you wouldn't have to create a fancy Instagram post to tell these young people that they need to go vote. They would already understand the importance of it.

So vote. Don't vote. I don't care if you do or don't. But raise your kids well. I promise the return on that investment of time and emotional energy will be much greater.

Thursday, November 1, 2018

One Needy Momma

I don't know if you are like me, but I am one busy momma. While trying to raise three boys, I am also trying to be a good wife, teacher, businesswoman, friend, daughter, granddaughter, church member......the list goes on and on. I daily catch myself failing at one of these roles in my life. I try and try, but my trying never gets me very far.

This morning I was feeling like I was failing at being a good Christian. You guys know me. I am going to be honest to a fault. And here is my truth bomb for the day. I am TERRIBLE at daily Bible time. No matter what I do to try and make myself more successful--the set-up, the studies, the timing--I find myself always falling apart about 7-14 days in. All of a sudden I wake up to realize it's been three days since I have settled down to a study. This was one of those mornings.

But He is always on time and on target. I recently started using an app called "She Reads Truth." It's pretty interesting so far (the 5 days I have kept up with it). The first study I chose was called Hymns. I LOVE old hymns. They bring me back to my salvation days and often will speak to my heart in ways no new contemporary songs can. I enjoyed each of the studies, but today's spoke to me in a way that was on a personal, humbling level.

So there is this hymn called I Need Thee Every Hour. I have heard it a million times growing up in church. Honestly, never thought much through the lyrics or what it was about. But this study changed all of that in a couple of paragraphs. The author of the study, Amanda Williams, went through the study talking about her struggles while raising her toddler daughter. She talked about feeling like a failure. Of course, this hit a soft spot in me because.....wait, you read the first paragraph right? Anyway, she talked about how this song really hit home for her. She was a needy momma. She needed help in every aspect. The song goes like this--

  1. 1. I need thee ev’ry hour,
    Most gracious Lord.
    No tender voice like thine
    Can peace afford.
  2. I need thee, oh, I need thee;
    Ev’ry hour I need thee!
    Oh, bless me now, my Savior;
    I come to thee!
  3. 2. I need thee ev’ry hour;
    Stay thou nearby.
    Temptations lose their pow’r
    When thou art nigh.
  4. Chorus
  5. 3. I need thee ev’ry hour,
    In joy or pain.
    Come quickly and abide,
    Or life is vain.
  6. Chorus
  7. 4. I need thee ev’ry hour,
    Most holy One.
    Oh, make me thine indeed,
    Thou blessed Son!
  8. Chorus
  9. Text: Annie S. Hawks, 1835–1918
    Music: Robert Lowry, 1826–1899
For those of you who don't know (heavens knows I had no clue), Annie Hawks was just a mom, writing poetry, keeping up with her three kids in the 1800's. I stopped for a second and was like, hmmmmmmm.......an artist mom, raising three kids. I automatically felt a kinship with this woman I had never met or even heard of. Some days I feel like an artist and I am definitely raising three kids. Okay, so how much further did these similarities go? I popped out the good ole Google search and dug deeper. Checking into the always accurate and helpful Wikipedia, it told me about this woman was born on May 28th, 1836. HOLD UP. That is my birthday. MY BIRTHDAY YA'LL! We were born on the exact same day. I was like, "Okay God, what are you trying to tell me in all of this?" Here we go...an artist mom of three kids, married, born on the same day. Then I started to think about the time in which she was born. Think about it guys, she is living during the Civil War time period. Probably raising her kids during this turbulent craziness. I feel like I am raising my kids in a crazy and turbulent time as well.


WE LOOK PRETTY SIMILAR RIGHT? 

Then I reread the hymn she wrote with fresh eyes. How many times have I been in the middle of a havoc-filled day and thought, "Lord, I am going to need you every second of these next few hours!!" It's a mom's thoughts....let's be honest. That crying infant, the whining toddler, the silent tweenager, the absent teenager, the frustrated hubby......it's all pushed us to the needy point. This song made me realize I am a needy mom. I NEED Him every hour, every second, every breath. And I am okay with being needy. Because let me tell you, I can't do this on my own. "In joy or pain, come quickly and abide" should be my hearts cry as a mother. Think about the ups and downs just in a few hours! The cuddles, then the screams! A mother can go from joy to pain in 0.3 seconds! 

In my research on this wonderful poet, I realized she had one thing on me. She wrote this song that I feel like I would have written in a time of frustration, in a time of joy in her life. She says, "One day as a young wife and mother of 37 years of age (WHOA---I am 38! Just another comparison....), I was busy with my regular household tasks (ummmmm that is me right now....work, work, work, work, work--I know you just sang that popular song in your head too). Suddenly, I became so filled with the sense of nearness to the Master that, wondering how one could live without Him, either in joy or pain, these words, 'I need thee every hour,' were ushered into my mind, the thought at once taking full possession of me." (Quoted from cyberhymnal.org) Lord, I NEED that to hit me. I want to get that sense of nearness....even when I am struggling over one of our 9 million loads of laundry!

She goes on to say, "For myself, the hymn was prophetic rather than expressive of my own experiences, for it was wafted out to the world on the wings of love and joy, instead of under the stress of personal sorrow." (Quoted from Wikipedia) She was HAPPY and JOYFUL when these thoughts hit her. Folks, I sadly admit that it's only when I feel needy that these thoughts hit me. When I am joyful, I am not as thankful and as aware of my need. Ouch.....okay, so the comparisons stopped coming right there. When she talks about it being prophetic, she meant the words of the hymn she wrote would hit her later on. She eventually lost her husband and had to live life without him. She points out later on that her words would then soothe her in dealing with the loss of him. 

Listen to me people. I am needy. I need Him every hour.....in joy and in suffering, in gain and in loss. I need to feel His presence when I am sweeping the floors, editing some family photos, or wiping a butt. I need to know that He's going to get me through a day where I have to begrudgingly go to the doctor for myself, celebrate with family, and finish all the editing on my plate. I am needy......and that's okay.