Posts Tagged ‘Christian Living’

Live Life Deliberately

Friday, January 21st, 2011

live-life-deliberatelyWhen people ask me how I accomplish everything that I accomplish, I tell them that I live life deliberately. At any particular time of day, I am doing something on purpose. If I stop what I’m doing to talk to my child, and I end up talking to him for an hour, that was not a detour from what needed to be done. That was what needed to be done. I took that hour on purpose. My goal of deepening my relationships with my children is higher than my business. Each hour of the day, you will find me doing something on purpose, with a specific reason. This is how I live a quality life that counts for something.

Some people seem to think that leading people to Christ is the only thing that is worthwhile, and they resent having to do laundry. I’ve learned that laundry can be the center of the will of God and exactly what God wants you to be doing. If you were to go evangelize at that moment, you would be disobedient to God, and nothing good would come of it. If you think that all your mundane tasks at home count for nothing, you’re wrong. Each task is given to you by God, and you are in the center of the will of God to do those tasks well. If you neglect them, you are not being faithful with what God has given you to do.

Often life is full of small things for years, especially when you have young children. But even then, I wrote down my priorities. When my children were young, I spent every spare moment studying my Bible or reading about how to optimally teach young children. And I did not neglect my children while doing it. The hundreds of hours I spent studying early childhood has now made me knowledgeable in this field, especially in the area of cognitive development. I implemented the best ideas with my own children over the years, modifying other people’s ideas that weren’t quite right, discarding some ideas that I knew were wrong, and forming my own opinions. I was just asked to be a speaker for an Early Childhood conference this March. None of that time has gone to waste.

I did the same with organization. I studied how to maximize my time and space so that I had more time to spend on things that mattered to me. I also wanted to have more energy for my husband in the evenings, so I wanted all the mundane things to be done in the most efficient way so that it didn’t drain all my energy. I learned how to do this.

One time, years ago when I had a baby and two toddlers, I had a guest come over and watch how I conducted my day. She was astounded by how much I got accomplished. None of my day was wasted. Don’t get me wrong. Resting was part of my day. Just being with my children was part of my day. But each moment, I was deliberately choosing what I was doing.

I’m a professional mother, I told her. She was stunned for a moment, then she told me later that my statement changed the way she viewed her job as a mother. I am constantly growing and learning in the areas that God has set before me.

Choose what you will do with your time. Don’t just let it go by. Time is one of those things, that when it’s gone, it’s gone forever. You can’t get it back. Don’t live a life of regret. Do what you should be doing. Better yet, yield to God each moment and ask Him what you should be doing. And don’t proceed until you know.

Your Days Are Numbered

Tuesday, January 11th, 2011

your-days-are-numberedOne day it started drizzling as I was driving down the freeway. The roads were slick and slippery. This was back when I lived in Texas, and I was single. I must have been going too fast for the driving conditions, because when I put on my breaks, my car started spinning out of control. It was one of those surreal, slow-motion moments where I knew I was going to die. The car was going way too fast not to slam against the concrete median. But miraculously, it was as if an angelic hand stopped my car abruptly. According to the laws of physics, I should have died that day.

There I was, facing the wrong way on the freeway, off to the side in the middle, you know, where there is not enough space for a car to fit. Cars were flying by at 65 miles per hour. In a shocked daze, I stupidly got out of my car and looked incredulously at the intended point of impact. There was not a scratch on the car. “Get back in the car,” was my only thought.

I got back into the car, looking at the cars zooming so fast in my direction that I thought I was going to be killed. Oh, this entire time, I was crying out to God, I forgot to mention. Miraculously, four lines of traffic slowed down and came to a complete stop to allow me to make a U-turn on the freeway.

When I got home that day, I knew I wasn’t supposed to be alive. I knew God had spared me for some reason. Sometimes when you think your life is over, it’s just the end of one chapter, and there’s lots of book left to read. It was just one of those moments when you ask yourself, have I completed all that I was set on this earth to do? The answer was no. And if you are still alive on this earth, you still have something God requires of you in this life, too. What that is, is up to you and God, but make sure you are fulfilling what God set you on this earth to do, not just letting life go by and wasting it. Because in just the flash of an eye, at any moment, your life could be over. Your days are numbered.

“Teach me to number my days, that I might present to Thee a heart of wisdom.” Psalm 90:12

How to Be the Best Parent

Wednesday, November 24th, 2010

how-to-be-the-best-parentGod gave you your children. He didn’t give your children to someone else. God chose you, often to sanctify you, but also because there are things about you that only you have, that your children need. God made you who you are, with all your strengths and weaknesses. If we cry out to God for wisdom and are led directly by God, our parenting efforts will be mind-blowing. I’ve seen it in my own life, and it humbles me and makes me want to praise God.

On the other hand, if we force ourselves to parent the way that other people parent, we will not always see good results. For example, in my family-integrated church years ago, people were criticizing my parenting because they didn’t want their children to wiggle whatsoever during the church service. My children were completely silent and even paid attention to the sermon. Their bottoms wiggled a lot, but their hearts were soft toward God, and they didn’t feel like they were in a straight jacket at church.

Then I failed. I did the wrong thing. I cared that other people were frowning at me, and the result was anger toward my children. I sinned. But my children now looked better than ever. They looked perfect, but they were suffocating inside. It was sin for me to copy other people. It was wrong for me not to graciously forgive the person who was frowning at me. I ought to have prayed that the frowning person would yield to the Spirit so that the fruit of the Spirit would shine out of that person’s eyes. I didn’t even know that person was sinning. Instead, I was sinning as a gut reaction to the person’s frown.

One time my (then) 6-year-old son cried out right before a Scripture passage was read. I know many parents who disciplined their children for any sound their children made, no matter what, no exceptions. But what they didn’t know about my son is something that only I knew. I knew his heart. He wanted to find the Scripture passage, and he tried so hard to find the passage before it was read, but he failed. I knew that he loved the Word of God with all his heart. His crying out was not sin. I would have sinned if I had disciplined him for crying out. Only parents know the heart of their child.

Of course, if your children disobey you and you don’t discipline them, you are sinning. But most Christian parents are following God to the best of their ability, and they don’t need people slamming them down.

It took years for me to get over the whole parent criticism thing. My husband went so far as to have all the children sit by him. He wanted me to sit on the aisle. Whenever one of my children would make the slightest noise, I would close my eyes, yield to the Spirit, and praise Him for humbling me. It was God’s will for me to be humble. It always is. There was actually a point where, whenever my children made any noise, my gut reaction was sweetness. I radiated the Spirit of God out of my eyes. Because when you have your face smashed in the dirt, you have nowhere to look but up.

In fact, it wasn’t until a gray-haired man from our Bible study told my husband and I (with tears in his eyes) what outstanding parents we were, that my life as a parent was changed. He saw how we shepherded each child, and we knew the spiritual strengths and weaknesses of each child. It finally sunk into my soul. At that moment, I knew that I was a good parent. Yes, I fail, mess up, and sin, but I love God with all my heart, and I actively shepherd my children. God is pleased with me. The wind is blowing through my hair on the top of a mountain, and I am free!!!

What I Know About Fasting

Wednesday, November 10th, 2010

fastingI’ve noticed that fasting is always connected to prayer. For example, in Luke 2:36, Anna was known for fasting and praying. (Nehemiah 1:4 also says “fasted and prayed,” as well as many other times in the Bible when major change needed to happen.) When the disciples were trying to cast out a demon, Jesus said that certain demons could not be cast out unless someone fasted. Jesus also fasted, and for some reason it was sin for Him to eat a piece of bread during that time, or Satan would not have tempted Him with this. Jesus was weakening his body to connect to God the Father in an even more intense way so that He would know what He was supposed to do as far as ministry. Jesus did not begin His formal ministry until after the fasting took place. Paul prayed and fasted after choosing new elders for a new church, before leaving them (Acts 14:23).

I’ve never heard a sermon about fasting, and whenever I ask a pastor, most of them avoid the issue by quoting that Isaiah verse that says that God is not happy with the people’s fasting, but that was because their hearts were wicked. Also, they say that we are not under the law, but we are supposed to imitate Jesus, and if Jesus was God and still needed to fast, who are we to say that we should never fast?

Someone asked me to fast for her husband who was in a serious, unrepentant sin. I was afraid of fasting because I didn’t know anything about it. This is why I looked up every fasting verse in the New Testament to see what the Bible really said. I asked my husband permission to fast on that day (that she asked me) until sundown, as long as I could take care of the children. I drank juices. I felt weak. I cast myself on God. Seriously, I ran out of words as to how to pray for this man, since I was continually praying the whole day, too. Instrumental praise music caused my heart to be even more engaged while praying. Then I listened to hymns with words. I ended up praying the songs (which I’ve never done for others before), that it would be well with this man’s soul, for example. Anyway, it was all a very strange experience, and I don’t know if I’ll ever do it again. I wish more pastors would preach about fasting, and educate people more about this subject.