Some of you may have a child with cancer, you may have cancer yourself, or you may have a friend with a child who is fighting cancer. But even if you don’t, you will still be blessed and encouraged to read this mother’s story of her son’s battle with leukemia. The battle isn’t over yet, but she has tasted the Lord’s victory over her own fear and worry.
One of the troubles moms can encounter once their kids reach a certain height and vocabulary is the constant “Why?” that follows when you tell them to do (or not do) something.
“Johnny, quit jumping on the couch.”
It is a perfectly reasonable question, and I was always happy to answer it AFTER the obedience.
“Quit jumping and then you may ask me why.”
I remember teaching my children how important it was to obey first and ask questions later. You never know what kind of situation might arise where instant obedience is crucial. I told my kids a story that I had read about a missionary who had looked out the front door to see his child playing beneath a tree in the yard. On the branch over the child was a very large and deadly snake. The father called to his son, “Johnny, drop on your knees and crawl to me.” Johnny did as his father said, and once he was out of range, his father explained the reason for his sudden and seemingly weird command. The point, I would tell my children, is that you must always obey me right away, without Read More
One of the things we moms (of all ages!) need to be constantly alert to are our own thoughts about who we are as mothers. We can either define ourselves, our lives, our children, and our calling according to Scripture, or we will define it all according to any number of misguided ideas. And though it would be nice to blame all those misguided ideas on the world, the flesh, or the devil, I am pretty sure we can cook them up all by ourselves.
Rather than listening to ourselves, we need to speak (sometimes firmly) to ourselves. Here are a few examples of what I mean.
1. “This is just drudgery. I just do the same thing over and over and never make any progress.”
This is giving yourself a bad job description. This is not what God calls homemaking. God calls it “good works.” But we shouldn’t pretend that it isn’t work. Good works usually involve very hard work. Good works are not good ideas or good feelings or good intentions. Homemaking is a humble calling, but it is a glorious calling at the same time. Making your home an oasis for your family is a mystery indeed. Who Read More
When you have small children, and you want to train them up in a way that pleases God, you’re going to need to remind yourself of some basic principles pretty often. I still remember going over these and going over them again to keep my bearings.
1. Pick your battles carefully and always win. I can remember talking with Doug about some little habit or behavior in the children that I was concerned about, and we would decide together whether it was really worth making an issue over it. Let’s say nail biting. If I say, “You may not do that,” I have to be willing to enforce it now. What happens if the nail gets bitten after I have issued a command? If nothing happens, then I have just undermined my own authority. We decided to let that kind of thing go, and teach on it without laying down any law. But if it was an issue of more importance, like hitting your sister, that was a battle I had to win.
2. Obedience must be in the little things and the big things. This goes back to being very careful about issuing commands. If I say, “Pick up your toys,” but the child wanders off and I forget about it, I have just taught the child that obedience doesn’t really matter. It is so easy for parents to fire off commands one after another and then ignore whether the children are obeying or not. Better to not issue any commands! If you don’t establish your authority clearly, you won’t have any.
3. Mothers can be tempted to go soft. You issued a command, the child disobeyed, and then you start making excuses for the child. When you told the child to do the thing, you did not take into account what you would do if he didn’t obey. And now you’re sorry you said it! Either quit Read More
Give away is now closed! Yeehaw for the winners: Maranda, Meghan Auxier, and Garstabugg!
Guess what! Yesterday was my birthday (it was bound to happen sometime), and today is the day where I get ready for the twin’s birthday tomorrow. I’ve still got to talk them onto the same page about their birthday dinner. They have a lot of ideas, my favorite being Butternut Squash soup for all the boys, and Sloppy Joes for the girls. It is a good kind of crazy around here.
Bekah told you all a while ago about my new book which is pre-releasing in time for Christmas (at least for USA folk), but I thought my birthday would be a perfect time to do a little giveaway! It will not be in from the printers until December 7, and they can ship it off to you then. International shipping is not a problem, but it will take longer due to oceans.
Anyway, I thought I’d give away three different prizes, but all the same. Each winner will get two copies of the book, one to keep and one to share. Or two to share and none to keep. Or two to keep? I don’t know. The distribution of the prize will be left in your capable hands! Just leave a comment to enter, and I will do the drawing on Friday!
Sometimes people ask me about how I manage to write with so much to do at home. I never really know how to answer that because I do, in fact, have a lot to do at home. The answer is really that I don’t spend time thinking at the computer. I think and talk to people as I do other things. The content of the books make this possible, because what I write about is what I need to deal with. Sometimes something provokes a thought that needs to be fleshed out. Sometimes I realize some way that I have been stinking it up, and sometimes I don’t like something that comes up and need to work through why. But all this happens while I am folding laundry, doing dishes, at the store, cleaning bathrooms, or what have you. I never sit at the computer and think. I think while I live, and then periodically write.
I agreed to write this book while I was preggers with Shadrach, and the initial plan was to do it earlier. But, writing for me has to squeek in somewhere, and the somewhere just wasn’t showing up. I got the emailed contract after dinner one night when I had crashed on the couch and was talking to my husband. I got the giggles when I read it. Yes! I should write up a little something about how easily this is all going! Because I am struggling to complete a thought in a conversation with my husband! Yes! Let me try to bless others with some of this insight!
My husband offered to blurb my book for me, even though I had yet to write it. “I don’t know how she managed it, but this book reads as muddled as I feel!” We had a good laugh about it all, and then I said I needed more time. Turns out writing for me is like being stuck in traffic. Sometimes there is no way to go anywhere, and then you either get moving with the other cars, or you decide to go ahead and drive on the shoulder.
Fit to Burst is a little bit of shoulder driving. But, thankfully, at last, we got somewhere!