I Think Too Much!

I have a mind that goes a mile a minute. This can be a beneficial thing. Since I constantly think, I come up with ideas and solutions pretty quickly. My memory works well, since I repeat thoughts in my mind often. This can be a devastating thing as well. It can be hard to turn my mind off to go to sleep or to simply enjoy the day. That's the trouble I am having now...

Here are just a few thoughts going through my head today:

1- What are we going to do with this house? Are we going to stay in it and make it everything we want? Are we going to move? When would we do that? Where would we go? Would we sell this one or rent it? How much more room will we need anyway? How many more kids are we going to have?

2- Speaking of kids, I want a new obstetrician. Gee, it would be nice to give birth at a birth center. (Spend 20 minutes looking up insurance coverage on-line).

3- There's so much to do around here! Why did I make a nice breakfast this morning? Now I have more dishes to do... and a salad to make for tomorrow... and, and, and.

In all this thinking and mental hubbub, it's easy to get anxious and overwhelmed. Then I hear a still, small voice whisper, "Be still. Enjoy the gifts I've given you today (enter Caleb giggle here). Don't worry about tomorrow. It will worry about itself. Now is not the time to figure life out. Enjoy the life in front of you now."

(Big sigh) Okay, Jesus. Please bring the peace that transcends all understanding. Allow me just to enjoy and not think too much. I'll (try) to leave all the planning up to you : )

God is So Good!

This morning, Caleb had just woken up. He was so smiley and happy. I laid him on the changing table to put his clothes on him and he just beamed at me.

That was when it hit me.

God is so good!

Being a parent is a rough job. God knows that. He uses it for his good. Each day, he is using Caleb to teach me. Some days I learn about my own selfishness. Other days I am reminded of how much I need God's wisdom. Or how I must trust in Him for things I can't see. Some days I must lay down my wants and desires for the needs of my son.

God is so good!

He could have taught me any of these lessons through painstaking trials. And sometimes parenthood feels that way. But the truth is, loving and caring for little Caleb is a great joy.

God is so good!

He is using someone precious and sweet to teach me. He didn't have to do that.

But I'm so very glad He did.

Affirming our Husbands- a Glorious Task!

I've started reading an awesome book entitled Love that Lasts "When Marriage Meets Grace" by Gary and Betsy Ricucci. (This is the couple that is speaking at the marriage retreat that is coming up!)

Chapter 3 is written specifically for wives and talks about our role. It is FULL of sound theology applied to the marriage relationship. There is so much truth in it to reflect on!

Here's one that I've been pondering ever since I read it:

"All the godly qualities in your husband find their ultimate source in God and his grace. To recognize and affirm these things is really to be alert to God's activity and to give God praise. To fail in this is to rob God of the glory genuinely due Him."

Wow! I know I should be affirming my husband. I know that it would be an encouragement to his heart and that it is a kind thing to do. But sometimes, his imperfections seem to scream at me, and I have a really hard time not focusing on them.

But the truth is: God is at work in my husband. Ross is being transformed day-by-day into Christlikeness. Often the progress is slow, almost invisible. Yet God is at work.

And if I don't see it- if I don't acknowledge it-if I don't affirm it- if I don't thank God for it: I am robbing the Creator of the universe the glory due Him!

Wow! Suddenly, affirming my husband doesn't just seem like something I ought to do- but rather something I want to do. I really want to glorify God in everything. I really want to see the ways that God is working. I really want to see the good and godly over the bad and sinful.

I'm working on affirming Ross more. Even if it's the same things each day- God's grace is faithful and I will acknowledge the faithful work He has done in my husband. We need to be affirming our husbands (and really, everybody- God is at work in ALL of his children!) privately in our homes and publicly amongst our families and churches.

We can even affirm our husbands on the Internet. Here I go!

Ross has been demonstrating stronger spiritual leadership in our home lately. He has always prayed before we eat dinner-but now we have written down specific requests for things in the church and people in our lives. He is being a great example of an intercessor. I am thankful for our dinner prayers each night.

So... how is God revealing His grace through your husband today?

Blessed!

About a month ago, Ross, Caleb and I went to a friend's wedding reception. They had gotten married on the beach in California and were celebrating with family and friends at their parents' home. It was a very fun, joyous occasion- one in which we saw a lot of lovely faces from our past.

One of the dear ones that was there was a girl that I had grown up with and was the maid-of-honor in my wedding, Lindsay. We spent some time chatting and catching up. She also spent quite a lot of time loving on Baby Caleb- who she dearly calls her little nephew.

Lindsay had Caleb bouncing on one of her knees. He was so happy and so was she. I smiled at the way they interacted with each other- how she obviously loved him so and how he could feel that love. They both were grinning from ear to ear.

Then she looked at me and said, "You are so blessed! You have a beautiful baby boy. You have a wonderful, handsome husband. You are a beautiful girl. You are so blessed!"

Her words made me want to cry. She was so right. My life is so good. I have been given everything I need and so much more. I wanted to cry because I so easily forget that truth. It's so easy to think about the ways that that beautiful boy irritates me or that wonderful, handsome man has let me down.

Another part of me wanted to cry for Lindsay. She is a beautiful girl with a beautiful heart- but she doesn't have a husband and a child to love. I know these are desires of her heart- ones that God hasn't blessed her with (yet?? : ) ) In spite of that, however, she had a huge smile on her face- as if watching me be blessed was a blessing to her.

Thanks, God, for Lindsay. Thanks that you have given her eyes to see things that I had become blinded to. Thanks for her words. May I be ever reminded of the ways you have blessed me and may I, like Lindsay, remind others of your blessings when they forget them. And, God, please bless Lindsay abundantly as well- and let me rejoice in watching her be blessed.

All I Do is Dishes...

I stood at the kitchen sink this morning, staring down the pile. I let out a huge sigh and began the drudgerous work. The saucepan that I used last night to warm soup. The brownie pan that was still half-full of brownies- that just had to get out of my house. The half-dozen bottles that Caleb drank yesterday. The half-dozen cereal bowls that came from, well- I'm not sure exactly how 2 people can use so many bowls.... And all the other odds and ends that land in the kitchen sink.

Halfway through the chore, I thought to myself, "Is this what my life has become? Did I go to a university for 4 years, graduate with honors to do dishes? Didn't I just do all of this yesterday? And the day before that... And the day before that? Won't I do this again tomorrow?" Those thoughts are enough to make an otherwise sensible person go insane.

I took a deep breath, stared down the dishes, and thought about the little hands that hold the bottles and the sweet man who uses all those bowls. Perhaps I am the least of these.

Jesus would do the dishes. He washed the disciples feet. He would wash all the utensils, too. Doing the dishes (or the laundry, or the diaper changes or the yardwork or the whatever...) is not a menial task. It is not unimportant. It is not unseen.

Our Father in heaven looks down upon us and smiles for our faithfulness and our selflessness. It's what His Son would do.

Now go, and do the dishes, and rejoice. For the Father who loves you and the dear mess-makers He has given to you.