Archives for June 2012

remember to remember {a mini break and the SOTM}

We’re on our way to the beach today. In fact, right about now I’ve probably answered that inevitable question, “When will we get there?” approximately 63 times. We will meet my sister, her family, the grandparents, and three cousins for a week of loud — and sometimes relaxing — fun.


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I won’t blog while I’m away for said loud and relaxing reasons, but believe me, I will miss it. And you. *cheesy smile*

In the meantime let’s remember to remember true things. Remember to take Him at His Word. Remember to love those people beside us, especially when they don’t deserve it. And remember to run to a quiet place when we can’t seem to remember any of the above for a preaching-prayer session.

You are precious, friend. We’ll talk soon!


For those memorizing the Sermon on the Mount with me, I’m praying for you. This will be my week of pressing in and constantly repeating, because I have a few rough places. Keep at it. In Him, we can do this thing!

{Week 21}
And forgive us our debts,
as we also have forgiven our debtors.
And lead us not into temptation,
but deliver us from evil.
Matthew 6:12-13


what to do when anger grips us

Anger isn’t my “vice” so-to-speak. I get angry — did you read my post from Wednesday?! I have even gotten ugly angry. But anger isn’t my main issue. I have other main issues to deal with.

But my middle son struggles with anger. In fact yesterday I reached that point of frustration and basically yelled to God, “I can’t help him, Lord. I can’t fix his heart. I can’t free him from anger!” Pause. Sigh. “But You can.” Then I asked for wisdom — begged, really — because I was at a loss.

After I surrendered (yet again!) I knew what He wanted me to do. He wanted me to keep teaching my little guy what I do with anger. Because when I get angry, I’m learning to take it to the throne.


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With my boy writhing in frustration over a slightly miniscule affair, I insisted that he talk to God. Even shout. “Tell Him you’re angry, son.” “I’m angry, God,” he hollered.

“Tell Him that you don’t want to be so angry over this situation.” He repeated my words to God. “Tell Him that you want His peace and joy to comfort you. And that you need to know what He thinks — you need His wisdom.” He did, with lots of emotion.

And as he cried out to God I silently prayed, “Lord, prove your healing presence to him.” God faithfully showed up. He faithfully soothed my boy’s soul. He even gave him wisdom to complete the task that originally set him off.


Yes, if you call out for insight
and raise your voice for understanding,
if you seek it like silver
and search for it as for hidden treasures,
then you will understand the fear of the Lord
and find the knowledge of God.
Proverbs 2:3-5


Anger is like all the other emotions. We will have it. It’s real. It’s even right at times. But when we ride its waves and hurt people in our path, we’ve come under its control. If we allow it to settle in our spirit, bitterness will entangle. And bitterness always steals the joy our Lord died to give us. (Ephesians 4:31-32)

When anger comes we need to cry out for release. Need to cry out. Need to lay it at His throne. It’s the place from which healing and wisdom flows.

Fill me, Lord…

How do you handle anger when it comes?

one thing that makes parenthood so difficult

One thing that makes parenthood so stinkin’ difficult at times is that these little people won’t naturally do what I say. It seems to take infinite reminding or slight coercion. They want what they want and they tend to overreact when things don’t go their way. Sounds slightly familiar.


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But maybe that’s the point. I mean, maybe one main point of parenthood is learning that our job isn’t to control other humans. He doesn’t even call us to control our kids. He calls us to train them up in His ways. (Deuteronomy 6:4-7) His job is to keep them from stumbling. (Jude 24-25)

So we teach them over and over and over and over that obedience will lead to blessing and that disobedience will lead to discipline. And we keep pointing their gaze to the One who forgives and lavishly loves . But beyond that is the release.


For he will deliver you from the snare of the fowler
and from the deadly pestilence.
He will cover you with his pinions,
and under his wings you will find refuge;
his faithfulness is a shield and buckler…
For he will command his angels concerning you
to guard you in all your ways.
Psalm 91:3-4, 11


We humans are bent towards rebellion. It’s what we do when left to us. We need continual reminding of true things. We touch the burner just to make sure it’s actually hot.

That’s exactly why I’ve come to expect disobedience. Not in a defeated way, just in a “remember they’re human” way. Because when I remember that they’re just like me — selfish and broken apart from Jesus — I don’t take their sin as personally.

Being a mom is one of the hardest things I’ve ever done, mainly because these little people don’t naturally do what I say. But it’s in the most difficult of circumstances that God’s power can overwhelm us.*

“So let’s do this, little ones. You will fail, just like me. But by His grace I’ll keep pointing you to the One for whom your soul longs.”

Fill me, Lord…

As our ultimate example, what can we learn from how God parents us?


* I’m hanging out over at Inspired to Action today talking a little more about motherhood. Click here to read.