Friday, October 30, 2009

Loving Well

Last Saturday, I attended a one-day women's retreat at my church.  It was a Beth Moore series called "Loving Well".  Honestly, I wondered what she would have to say that I haven't heard about love.  I have heard dozens of sermons and teachings about love.  I've read soooo many books about love - related to marriage, parenting, ministry...  And there were definitely a few familiar themes in her teaching.  But I must say that there were some AWESOME new insights that I had never heard before - at least not put in such a memorable way.  Here are some of the things that have stuck with me, a week later...
  1. We must accept that there are different kinds of people that the Word of God has instructed us to love: "Joy" - these are those wonderful people that make it so easy to love them; "Testy" - kind of speaks for itself, but those people that seem determined to make you angry; "Foe" - enemies, the people you hate or have not forgiven; "Far" - the people around the world that are strangers to you, but need Christ.
  2. LOVING IS NOT OPTIONAL FOR THE BELIEVER! This is something that I've really been focusing on in youth ministry lately.  When you're at an immature state in life (whether that's adolescence or spiritual immaturity), you just get the idea that when someone offends or annoys you, you have the right to just kick them out of your life.  For a Christian - that is NEVER your right.  There is no offense on the planet that Jesus' blood has not covered.  And if His blood has covered it, we have no right to hang onto that offense.  Love is the first fruit of the Spirit that is listed...it is definitely the first evidence that nonbelievers look for in us - "is she for real? how does she treat others/"  If the world will know us "by our love", then we better take the command to love very seriously...and I'm not sure that we always do.
  3. Love with INSIGHT!  This was a wonderful explanation for me!  There are people in our lives that genuinely can cause harm to us, either physically, emotionally, or sometimes sexually.  While we are commanded to forgive and release them...we do NOT have to put ourselves repeatedly in harm's way.  To love with insight means to be smart with your heart choices!  Ask yourself, "why do I attract people who are hurtful?"..."why am I attracted to them?" 
After 5-6 interruptions from my pre-schoolers, I've forgotten some other things that I was going to write.  :o)  So I'll wrap it up for now.  After I glance at my notes, I may share some other things - but if you have an opportunity to see this Beth Moore series, you will LOVE it.  ;o) 

Thursday, October 22, 2009

I wanna be a mean Mom...

Someday when my children are old enough to understand the logic that motivates a parent, I will tell them, as my Mean Mom told me:

I loved you enough to ask where you were going, with whom, and what time you would be home.

I loved you enough to be silent and let you discover that your new best friend was a creep.

I loved you enough to stand over you for two hours while you cleaned your room, a job that should have taken 15 minutes.

I loved you enough to let you see anger, disappointment, and tears in my eyes. Children must learn that their parents aren't perfect.

I loved you enough to let you assume the responsibility for your actions even when the penalties were so harsh they almost broke my heart..

But most of all, I loved you enough to say NO when I knew you would hate me for it. Those were the most difficult battles of all...

I'm glad I won them, because in the end you won, too..

And someday when your children are old enough to understand the logic that motivates parents, you will tell them.

Was your Mom mean? I know mine was.

We had the meanest mother in the whole world! While other kids ate candy for breakfast, we had to have cereal, eggs, and toast. When others had a Pepsi and a Twinkie for lunch, we had to eat sandwiches. And you can guess our mother fixed us a dinner that was different from what other kids had, too.

Mother insisted on knowing where we were at all times. You'd think we were convicts in a prison. She had to know who our friends were and what we were doing with them. She insisted that if we said we would be gone for an hour, we would be gone for an hour or less..

We were ashamed to admit it, but she had the nerve to break the Child Labor Laws by making us work. We had to wash the dishes, make the beds, learn to cook, vacuum the floor, do laundry, empty the trash and all sorts of cruel jobs.

I think she would lie awake at night thinking of more things for us to do.

She always insisted on us telling the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth.

By the time we were teenagers, she could read our minds and had eyes in the back of her head..
Then, life was really tough!

Mother wouldn't let our friends just honk the horn when they drove up. They had to come up to the door
so she could meet them.

While everyone else could date when they were 12 or 13, we had to wait until we were 16. Because of our mother we missed out on lots of things other kids experienced.

None of us have ever been caught shoplifting, vandalizing other's property or ever arrested for any crime.
It was all her fault.

Now that we have left home, we are all educated, honest adults. We are doing our best to be mean parents just like Mom was. I think that is what's wrong with the world today.

It just doesn't have enough mean moms!

Tuesday, October 13, 2009

New Blog Adventure

I have enjoyed blogging since I started in January. To me, it's a journal that I don't mind other people reading...but I also don't mind if they don't read it. Blogging sometimes helps me to articulate in what areas of my life I'm experiencing growth! So I think it's good for me - and if someone else sees something of interest to them, EVEN BETTER!

I'm going to blog about life, worship, books I've read, parenting, marriage, and anything else that inspires me. Since I'm doubtful that I'll ever get around to writing that book I've talked about for 8 years, this is the next best thing for an outlet.  :o)