Are You Wilting?

It had hung next to my kitchen sink for more than 15 years; happy and green in a weathered terracotta planter. I had never done anything special to it, but my shamrock flourished in the same planter in four different homes in two states. I’d added new soil on a couple of occasions, but other than that it received no special treatment.

This spring, for some reason, it started to look unhealthy. I probably was watering it a little less than usual. The leaves were brown and wilted, and it looked like it might not survive. How, after 15 years of so much change, could it all of a sudden be ready to die? I figured maybe it was time to add new soil, but I was too busy to tend to it.

I had been too busy to tend to much of anything. I had been doing so much outside my home that I was too burnt out to serve inside my home. I wasn’t leaving home in my busyness, but my time and attention were pointed elsewhere.

One day it struck me–many days, I had spent more time on a particular volunteer project than I had spent with my family or the Lord.

And not only that, but I was stressed out the majority of time, creating hardship for everyone who lived with me. That’s not what God intended. That’s not ministry. That’s called serving in my own strength. It seems blasphemous, I know, but it’s so easy to do.

I didn’t start out with intentions to venture off the path the Lord had marked for me, nor did I even realize I was doing it, but there were legitimate needs I saw that had to be filled. Or things came up along the way that cried out for help. It often benefited my family in some indirect way and it was easy to justify because of this.

Those were all the things I told myself that made it OK to move my family’s needs to the backburner while I served the greater common good. It felt like I was putting others first, so how can that be wrong? I couldn’t see that my weakness was masquerading as a strength.

I heard a quote on the radio, although I can’t recall who said it:

“Just because you are capable doesn’t mean you’re called.”

It struck a deep chord in my heart and resonated with my weary spirit. I felt like someone had just given me permission to step away from things I might be good at, but wasn’t led by the Lord to do.

I feel capable of so many things, but I am called to just a few. Motherhood. Wifedom. Homeschooling. Disciple of Jesus.

And if I’m so busy serving outside my home in all the areas I’m capable (to the detriment of my family), then who’s fulfilling my call? Who’s nurturing my children? Who’s loving my husband like only I can? Who’s teaching my children the beauty and wonder of God’s creation? Who’s spending time with Jesus for me?

Do I have any energy at all to do anything except the very basic duties of my job? And will I do it with joy or with tired resentment? Will my call to homeschool my children be fulfilled with excitement to see what we’ll learn together today? Or will the slave driver mom just shove them into the next assignment to finish the day’s work so we can be done?

It took a draining school year of my ‘capable’ activities to convince me that I was scattered in the wrong direction. I needed to rein in my efforts and put first things first. The ‘good’ and the ‘better’ needed to be overridden by the ‘best’.

That often means saying “no.” I need to get comfortable with disappointing people who I’d like to please. I need to move out of the way of being all things to all people, so that the right people can step in. Or so that busy, good activities can fade into the background and make way for eternal, best activities.

With my kitchen window shamrock, I made a last ditch attempt to save it. I plucked all of the dead leaves off, leaving only a few tiny green clovers. It really looked like a shadow of the glorious plant it used to be. But guess what happened next? It thrived. It came back in a beautiful show of fresh, green growth. New leaves sprouted through with hopeful flowers springing alongside.

And that’s just what happened in my life.

When I plucked off the dead leaves of busyness and the wilted activities, it gave way to new growth in gifts and talents that lay waiting for energy and opportunity.

I learned that pursuing what the Lord calls me to will leave me more energized and more able to serve those I love, not grumpy and exhausted. Now when I was home, I really was present in the moment with the people I love and available to them–body, mind and spirit.

Ecclesiastes 3:1; 10-11a: “To everything there is a season, A time for every purpose under heaven…I have seen the God-given task with which the sons of men are to be occupied. He has made everything beautiful in its time.

It’s OK to say NO.

It’s OK to step down from something good so that the best things can succeed.

It’s OK not to be the one to save the day.

It’s more than OK. It’s best.

Let the Master Gardener tend to your life and show you where some pruning and trimming are needed. Then pluck away! The flowers are waiting to bloom.

Melissa Morgner is a happy wife of 16 years to her college sweetheart and mother to six loud, but lovable children ranging in age from 13 down to two. After eight years of homeschooling and sampling way too much curriculum, she takes an eclectic approach in their little schoolroom, choosing resources that best suit the children and the teacher. Her busy household puts her gifts of juggling and winging it to the test each day. She steals moments here and there to write on her blog, Day In Day Out, about the lessons she’s learning from the Lord in the routine but privileged tasks of mothering and homeschooling.

Share and Enjoy:
  • Facebook
  • Twitter
  • Print
  • email
  • Google Bookmarks
  • StumbleUpon
  • PDF
  • RSS
  • Tumblr

Praying for Friends


Have you ever considered praying for friends?  Though it’s important, I’m not talking about the act of praying for your friends’ prayer requests. I’m talking about praying for actual friends to come into your life.

It’s hard to believe, but it’s true: God hears our every prayer. Even the little, seemingly insignificant ones. The insignificant to us is always significant to Him. Why? Because we are His. Because we are His children, He knows our every need.

“Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they?” (Matthew 6:26)

One of the fundamental needs of people everywhere is friendship….intentional and regular fellowship. Though many might dispute this, I firmly believe it to be true. We shouldn’t go through life alone.

“Two are better than one, because they have a good return for their work: If one falls down, his friend can help him up. But pity the man who falls and has no one to help him up!” (Ecclesiastes 4:9-10)

About three years ago, I went through a very lonely and isolated span of months. Our two children were very young and not as mobile, and since we have always felt it was important to give our kids structure, I was (voluntarily) tied to the house the majority of the time due to naps and feeding schedules.

While I enjoyed the quietude for a while, it soon became a little too “comfortable.” I began to feel myself drifting from my old friendships and never initiating new ones. The biggest problem was that, at first, I was apathetic about it. I didn’t see meaningful friendships as vital and necessary. After all, I was best friends with my husband….didn’t that count?

Well, yes, it does. Friendship with one’s spouse is indeed a blessing. Yet there are things that my husband (i.e., males in general) cannot understand, comprehend or relate to. There are things that only other women can fathom. There were things I wanted to say, ideas I wanted to bounce off of someone, and things I wanted to be challenged on — but a quick look around and I slowly realized I’d almost shut everyone out.

So I began praying. That very night I prayed for a Godly, positive, strengthening friendship with a fellow female (mom and wife) to appear into my life. Though I felt silly at first, and worried it might be a “pie in the sky” request, I stuck to my plea. I continued to pray for it every day, and with time and increased loneliness, my prayers became more heartfelt (and a tad bit desperate at times).

You know what? God did answer my prayers. Funny how you don’t always realize that He does until you look backwards and see His provision from where you’re currently standing. God not only provided me with one strong friendship, but several. I am now surrounded and intermingled with a handful of Godly, Christian, same-stage-of-life wives and moms who nurture, inspire, challenge, and uplift me. A few are old friendships that I had that God grew deeper….and a few are brand new ones. The point is that He blessed me…..bountifully. He truly gave me “immeasurably more than all I (could) ask or imagine” (Ephesians 3:20).

What about you? Do you need to “pray for friends?”

Meg Wilson is a devoted wife to her husband, Ken, of 10 years, and mom and homeschooling teacher to her 5-year-old son and 3-year-old daughter. When she’s not writing or creating something, Meg loves to cook for, host and entertain friends and family. She also enjoys reading, the outdoors, eclectic music, yoga, and studying history. You can read all about her adventures (and misadventures) at her blog, Muses of Megret and read her product reviews at Muse Reviews.

Share and Enjoy:
  • Facebook
  • Twitter
  • Print
  • email
  • Google Bookmarks
  • StumbleUpon
  • PDF
  • RSS
  • Tumblr

Facing the Empty Nest

Toward the end of homeschooling, you start to wonder about the next stage of life. What will you do when you aren’t homeschooling?

I can suggest what NOT to do. I saw a woman at the store who was talking about how bored she was with her life. She had attended FOUR weight watchers meetings during the week, not because she was overweight, but because she was BORED! Although I’m a big fan of weight watchers, I wondered about that. Is that all there is to life?

Give Yourself Away
The first thing I did was become a Board Member of our state homeschool group. That’s a busy job that really benefits a lot of homeschoolers! I also began helping other homeschoolers with my business, beginning almost immediately with my newsletter. How can YOU support other homeschoolers? What can you do to make it easier for the next mother who is stressed out about homeschooling high school?

Give yourself away in new ways, too! I began volunteering regularly at our local clothing bank. It’s a wonderful feeling to do something so concrete and physical that will help truly needy people. And there is nothing that can take your mind away from your own problems more than helping people with even BIGGER troubles!

Get What You Wish For
When I was homeschooling, so many times I had to say “No” to fun things. I had kids at home, I had to get dinner on the table, and there were 13 soccer practices to attend each week! When the kids are gone, now is your time to say “YES!” to the fun things you have put off! My husband and I started singing in our church choir. Evening practices aren’t a hassle at all when you don’t have to find a babysitter!

Make a List
List all the things you wish you could have done over the past few years, because your turn is coming soon. Make a list of things volunteer positions that sound like fun. Make a list of homeschool organizations that you would like to help. Make a list of fun ways you would like to serve your community and your church. After years of serving your family, soon it will be your turn to take care of yourself.

Exercise and Aesthetics
Do you have a box of photos and no time for scrapbooking? Clutter around the house, with no time to organize? Think of all the great crafts you’ll have time for! And when you retire from homeschooling, you can take care of yourself and finally be able to exercise. Just think, you can take a walk AND stop to smell the roses! Here in Seattle, it doesn’t rain all day long, just some of the day. Now I’m able to take walks between raindrops, when it fits my schedule.

Avoid Heartache!
You hear about the empty nest feeling when your children go to college. It’s true – and it’s probably unavoidable. But you can lessen the affects by being active in your community, and giving yourself away! Soon it will be your turn to volunteer, serve, and have fun!

Junior and Senior year of high school are extremely busy times. When you get frustrated, start writing your list. Because your turn is coming, and you can make the best of it!

Lee Binz is a veteran homeschooling mom of two and the owner of The HomeScholar, “Helping parents homeschool through high school.” She has a new free minicourse called “The 5 Biggest Mistakes Parents Make When Homeschooling High School”. You can sign up for her free email homeschool newsletter, The HomeScholar Record and get your daily dose of wisdom via e-mail from her homeschool blog, The HomeScholar Helper. Get homeschool transcript help with her Total Transcript Solution. Get comprehensive homeschool support as a member of her Gold Care Club.

Share and Enjoy:
  • Facebook
  • Twitter
  • Print
  • email
  • Google Bookmarks
  • StumbleUpon
  • PDF
  • RSS
  • Tumblr

Your Marriage Problems Are All In Your Head

I’m not saying you are crazy.

But I am saying that your thought patterns affect your marriage. I remember sitting at the dinner table with my daughter in her high chair and my 2 year old son, watching the clock. Tick tock tick tock. These thoughts ran through my mind, “Why is my husband 20 minutes late? He knows the kids are hungry and can’t wait.” Tick tock tick tock. “He is 30 minutes late and hasn’t even called. If he loved me he would at least call”. Tick tock tick tock. “This is so boring just sitting here with 2 children who can’t even carry a conversation…why is he doing this to me?”

Finally, the garage door went up and how do you think I greeted him at the door? Since I had spent 30 minutes brewing angry thoughts, guess what came out of my mouth – angry words. In Luke 6:45 Jesus says “The good man brings good things out of the good stored up in his heart, and the evil man brings evil things out of the evil stored up in his heart. For out of the overflow of his heart his mouth speaks.”

Imagine you had a cup of hot tea in your hand and your husband bumped your arm and it spilled onto the table. What came out of the cup? Hot tea. If you had coffee, then coffee would have spilled out. In the same way, if you are filling your mind with bitter thoughts towards your husband – then when your “cup gets bumped” what’s going to spill out? Bitter words. But if your mind is filled with good thoughts – then when your “cup gets bumped” what is going to spill out? Compassion and forgiveness.

What have you stored up in your heart towards your husband – are your thoughts of him good?  They were when you were dating!  Many of our marriage problems begin in our heads – in our thought patterns.  If we play a recording over and over of selfish and bitter thoughts then we can expect to have a bumpy ride in marriage.  Here’s how this dinner scenario went once I matured and learned that getting into World War 3 with my husband is more miserable than eating dinner alone!


It’s dinner time, tick tock tick tock…”he’s late again…he knows I hate this so he must have something really important to finish up.  I am so blessed to have a good man who works so hard.  We have food on the table and warm beds because of him. There are widows eating alone tonight.  They don’t even know where their next meal will come from.  I will wait peacefully for my husband to come through the door.”  And when he arrived he was greeted with warm hugs, kisses and the promises of warm intimacy in bed.  Extreme you may ask – not at all. It’s disciplining our minds to stop evil thoughts and create good thoughts.

When a plain ordinary wife spends her day thinking thankful, loving and respectful thoughts about her plain ordinary husband – they can have an extraordinary marriage.  Start today to weed out bitter thoughts in your mind and begin to plant seeds of thankfulness – in no time your marriage will be extraordinary too!

Courtney Joseph blogs over at Women Living Well. She has been married to her high school sweet heart for 12 ½ years, home schools her son and daughter and is a graduate of the Moody Bible Institute. Her passion to see women living well landed her on the Rachael Ray Show in November, 2009. Since then, she blogs regularly about marriage according to God’s word.

Share and Enjoy:
  • Facebook
  • Twitter
  • Print
  • email
  • Google Bookmarks
  • StumbleUpon
  • PDF
  • RSS
  • Tumblr

The Lone Ranger Mama

One eyelid fluttered open as I strained to determine if I really heard what I thought I heard. My suspicions were confirmed with the next telltale sound so I threw back the warm covers and groggily shuffled through the minefield of Legos, the overturned art table and leaking sippy cup as I tried to avoid tripping over the dog dancing in anticipation of her breakfast. I stepped into the kitchen and looked at my toddler standing with both feet squarely in the dog’s water bowl, doing his own version of Lord of the Dance: Waterworld. He noticed me and flashed his dazzling dimpled grin as he picked up the pace to impress me with his skills. The urge to just turn around and go back to bed was VERY appealing. Of course, just then both the doorbell and phone began ringing. I took a deep breath and evaluated my coping skills for the day ahead and realized that I was seriously lacking.

A Better Way

Have you ever had a day where before 7 AM you were ready to sink to the floor and cry? Oh yes, it’s actually funny later, but at the time…. I used to try to be brave and go it alone, but I’m learning a better way. I’d love to share and also hear from you as well.

1. Thankfully, God is with us to help us.

Abide in me, and I in you. As the branch cannot bear fruit by itself, unless it abides in the vine, neither can you, unless you abide in me. I am the vine; you are the branches. Whoever abides in me and I in him, he it is that bears much fruit, for apart from me you can do nothing. John 15:4-5 ESV

Even though I may only have five minutes between my child’s escapades, it’s enough time to praise God, read a Psalm or simply acknowledge God’s presence. Find that chunk of time in your day because it provides life from the Vine that we so desperately need.

2. God is ever present AND He sends friends and mentors to provide encouragement, guidance, laughter and perspective that all our efforts with our family will make a difference.

Oil and perfume make the heart glad, and the sweetness of a friend comes from his earnest counsel. Proverbs 27:9 ESV

If you realize that you are trying to be a Lone Ranger Mama, I encourage you to seek out friends and mentors. You can reconnect with old friends, make new friends by joining a new playgroup or an online mom community (such as the HOTM Forum), join a mentoring group or seek out an older mom in your church to be your mentor.

3. Most of all, I just want to encourage you that you are not alone. Even when you want to go face first into your Cheerios, you have support all around you. Look up, wipe off your face, reach out your hand and get connected!

I care and I would like to hear about a day you went face down in the Cheerios and how reaching out to connect with God and a friend or mentor helped you!

Tara McClenahan is a devoted mom to a two-year-old “little man” and enjoys discovering how God has “packed his suitcase”. As an associate with iBloom, she has a heart for inspiring, encouraging and equipping moms to become “Proverbs 31 mamas” and raise their children according to Biblical principles and guidelines using the Bible and other tools. Tara adores falling leaves, sweatshirts, Starbucks White Chocolate Mochas and the first curly BBQ chip from the bag! Make sure to visit Tara’s website to download your free Christian mom resource!

Share and Enjoy:
  • Facebook
  • Twitter
  • Print
  • email
  • Google Bookmarks
  • StumbleUpon
  • PDF
  • RSS
  • Tumblr

Growing Friendships

Once upon a time we had an old Commodore 64 computer which my brother-in-law had given to us for our children to use. That hand-me-down computer entertained my older children with multiple games whenever they earned computer time by doing chores or finishing schoolwork on time. Then one autumn day we made a decision to buy a new computer which would primarily be used to supplement our children’s education. The choice was easily narrowed down to the purchase of our first Mac Performa and the simplicity of using it made it a wonderful addition to our household. The most notable event was when my oldest son who was fifteen years old at the time went through the process of installing the software and hooking up our dial-up 9600 baud modem to the internet. What an adventure awaited us!

However, the challenges of homeschooling during that time plus taking care of baby number seven plus helping my parents as my mom recovered from major surgery allowed me little time to learn much about our computer or the internet. The extent of my usage was limited to occasionally checking a quiet AOL email account.

Until that following summer a mere thirteen years ago.

Finally our schooling routine disappeared as more flexible summer days stretched out in front of us. One afternoon I plopped open a Practical Homeschooling magazine which I had been reading while nursing my baby and slid my rocking chair and sleeping baby over by the computer as I searched on AOL for a message board area which Mary Pride had set up for homeschoolers. Smiling from ear to ear once I found it, I began reading through the different categories available. Any and every possible topic related to homeschooling was available. Then I landed on a category that spoke to my heart. Homeschooling a Houseful. I spent quite a few days “lurking” and getting to know the women through their posts.

During this season of life, I was so limited to being able to engage in relationships outside my home as my days were full from start to finish, but before the start and finish when the baby needed nursing and my household was sleepy, I slowly and steadily began developing friendships with a group of women who had similar life situations as I posted a comment now and then allowing them to get to know me. We all were still in our childbearing years and were often typing one handed as we nursed our babies, cared for large growing families which had their own unique dynamics, talked about the challenges of homeschooling and what curriculums worked the best, shared simple and easy recipes or laundry tips, and gave advice while we prayed for one another as sisters in Christ.

When this message board area closed on AOL, our group tried a couple other message board areas as our families continued to grow older. We stuck together as we began exchanging Christmas cards and family pictures every December, meeting one another whenever we traveled to other states, helping one another when there were needs beyond our means, graduating our homeschooling kids one by one, and laughing heartily or crying sympathetically with one another as our relationships continued to blossom. We worked our way through many controversial topics which came with it learning the “tone” of our discussions through our typed words with a heart for unity which was shown through our apologies when misunderstood.

Seven summers ago we finally landed and have stayed at a place on the internet where a private message board area was set up. Our membership is around 75 to 80 women with about half of them quite active and the others checking in now and then as we’ve busily chatting away accumulating thousands of posts. Life on the internet has also changed and many of us can be found on Facebook as individuals or within the group we set up. Life has also changed within our families as we now share about weddings, grandbabies, books, menopause, aging parents, health issues, and even the topic of homeschooling comes up once in awhile. Although there have been many changes, our friendships have continued to be an incredible blessing deepening through the years and which will continue into eternity as we’re all convinced we’ll have our own little corner in heaven someday.

Internet friendships are not meant to replace or be any kind of substitute for our real life face to face friendships with women, but they can be a wonderful supplemental way of being blessed by other women within friendships where we can share the thousands of words of thoughts on our minds within a given day. The key is finding a healthy balance of time to do this so that you are not taking away from your real life relationships and home life. Message boards are a wonderful way to connect with other women and in particular other homeschooling moms as they offer specific areas to meet similar and distinct needs. Heart of the Matter offers a forum for this purpose as well as The Homeschool Lounge. Take a moment to check them out and meet other women who are also homeschooling. You never know when you might develop a sweet friendship that may allow you to meet face to face someday in the future. Trust me, you won’t run out of words if that happens as the conversation will flow much as it does online. You will be richly blessed by a friendship with a dear sister in Christ and could anything else be closer to the heart of the matter?

Married in 1980 and still living in the same house in a woodsy rural setting, Tammy Dallmann’s homeschooling journey began in the fall of 1987 when her oldest turned six years old. As rather new believers professing Jesus Christ as Lord and Savior, homeschooling was a way to live out the principles found in Deuteronomy 6:4-9. Through all the challenges of life Tammy has stayed the course growing to a family with nine children who presently range from grade school age to college graduates married with children. Her role has transitioned from learning everything she could about homeschooling to becoming an encourager to others coming along the way. Please visit Tammy at Garden Glimpses.

Share and Enjoy:
  • Facebook
  • Twitter
  • Print
  • email
  • Google Bookmarks
  • StumbleUpon
  • PDF
  • RSS
  • Tumblr

Little Eyes Are Watching You

photo credit: Christine – From Storms to Sunshine

Even when you don’t know it they are watching. You do not get a break at anytime. When you think they cannot hear, they hear you. When you think they cannot see, they see you. The little eyes of our little ones are watching–always.

Children learn by modeling. They are looking around at others watching their behavior as they are discovering the world around them. They are like little sponges. They are influenced most by their parents for the good or the bad. So are you being a good role model in your everyday behavior?

This very thought makes me shudder. I often see the bad things that I do and am prone to condemnation but the Bible tells us there is no condemnation in Christ Jesus. I am free from that. God is working out His will in my life and these children are part of that process. How will I treat this stewardship in His power and in Him? I am never alone in it. He gives me all I need for life and parenting.

Watch your children to see how they view you? They will role play house with dolls, legos, or themselves. Listen to what they think a parent is supposed to act like. It is the most interesting thing to me. They are looking up to you. They are watching and learning every day.

I mess up so much in what I think I should be doing as a mom. But I am not called to be faultless. I am called to be in Christ. It is a process learning to die to myself and live in Him. Parenting is a work that helps us learn this. Though I will think I am never enough, with Christ I am.

My children who are watching are learning. I was doing a Bible study one morning entitled Becoming a Woman Who Loves, by Cynthia Heald. My child took a look at that title and said, “What are you reading that for? You are already are one.” Those are the kind of words that make me melt. Though I often feel like a woman who lacks love, my child sees me at all times. She can tell me that I am a woman who loves. She is watching me at all times. She knows I fail but make things right as God leads and guides me.

How about you? What kind of things have you experienced with your children like this? How do you know they are watching?

Angela Parsley, of the international ministry Refresh My Soul Ministries, is a wife and homeschooling mother to her 2 young daughters. Angela is also a contributing author to a devotional book entitled, “Standing on the Promises of God” and Radical Revolution, a devotional site for teen girls through Proverbs 31 Ministries.

Share and Enjoy:
  • Facebook
  • Twitter
  • Print
  • email
  • Google Bookmarks
  • StumbleUpon
  • PDF
  • RSS
  • Tumblr

Smile at your Husband

If a photographer was secretly capturing this week in your house – would the pictures have you smiling or scowling? Do you smile at your husband or are you too exhausted to smile? How can we expect our husbands to be drawn to us when we are scowling at them?

A big smile will make a husband look over a lot of flaws. He won’t care if you have on sweats from yesterday, messy hair, no makeup and some extra baby weight if he finds you smiling at him – and looking at him with that special twinkle in your eye – like when you were first dating. But if he comes home to find you scowling and grumpy – well – even if you were all dressed up with your hair fixed and makeup perfect – you just won’t be that attractive to him.

Proverbs 15:15 says “A cheerful heart has a continual feast.”

Proverbs 15:30 says “A cheerful look brings joy to the heart.”

And Proverbs 17:22 says “A cheerful heart is good medicine, but a crushed spirit dries up the bones.”

If money is tight and this financial recession has hit your home – you can make your house feel like there is a feast when you create a cheerful atmosphere. “A cheerful look brings joy!” If your husband is struggling and downcast your cheerfulness will be like good medicine to him.

Today start a new habit – of intentionally smiling at your husband – beam at him – regain that twinkle in your eye that you once had for him. Notice that he will be naturally drawn to you! If you were scrapbooking your dating years – there would be pictures of you smiling ear to ear all over the pages. Now if you scrapbooked pictures from this week – are you still smiling ear to ear? If not, it’s time! Joy in your marriage begins with a smile.

Courtney Joseph blogs over at Women Living Well. She has been married to her high school sweet heart for 12 ½ years, home schools her son and daughter and is a graduate of the Moody Bible Institute. Her passion to see women living well landed her on the Rachael Ray Show in November, 2009. Since then, she blogs regularly about marriage according to God’s word.

Share and Enjoy:
  • Facebook
  • Twitter
  • Print
  • email
  • Google Bookmarks
  • StumbleUpon
  • PDF
  • RSS
  • Tumblr

A Mother’s Prayer Life

I grew up in the evangelical American church. I was active my youth group, I was a leader in my campus ministry in college, I even earned a seminary degree. All of these programs taught me prayer patterns and emphasized that certain times of the day were superior for prayer habits. I practiced within these guidelines for many years and believed that as I did so, I was communing with God.

Perhaps I was, for that time, but things changed.

My children arrived and those unpredictable little people had a way of turning any routine upside-down, of putting my priorities on hold and of decidedly disrupting quiet. Needless to say, I fell out of the habit of praying specifically and regularly.

I didn’t stop. I just stopped the patterns. But all my years of Christian devotional training still internally scolded me for slacking.

Between our second and third child our family went through a long period of upheaval and uncertainty. We ended up having to wait several years for God to move in our lives and as we waited and cried out to him I noticed my prayer life changed again. I prayed more though I couldn’t do it alone, or immersed in quiet, or even for more than a minute. And though it seemed like less, it actually was more.

In this time, I learned to turn my concerns over to God as soon as they entered my mind. I directed to Him my short, pointed requests and thanks. At times, all I could manage was to silently be in his presence and allow him to move through my inner being to heal, change and move me. Day by day, I let the Spirit within me groan on my behalf to the Father. I grew to depend on this kind of prayer, especially on the days when the weight of waiting felt unbearable. “God, am I doing this right?” “Can you change my heart right now?” “Will you inspire me with a creative solution?” “Please, please speak.” “Help.”

I felt like a drowning woman gasping for breath. I knew I was groping for God in the most primitive and raw way. Yet, despite all of my years of faith and training in discipleship, I couldn’t bring myself to talk to him any other way. Hour by hour, I simply kept casting all my cares upon him.

I don’t know when I first realized that I had moved from a prescriptive form of prayer to a transformative form of prayer, but I had, indeed, crossed over into that realm of what Paul calls, “praying continually.” Years ago, following Paul’s command seemed impossible. But now, it’s simply the way I think and breathe.

Praying continually has forever changed the way I approach the Father. I don’t feel any guilt for leaving the patterns of prayer behind. Instead, I feel freed and empowered to not only talk to God at every whim, but to be continually mindful of his presence, working and compassion even when I’m not in the midst of crisis. What I needed then and still need today is communion with God. And in my desperation I found it.

Debra Anderson has three sons ages 11 and younger. Her passions are education, mentoring, her husband, writing, church ministry and missional living — not in that order. She has her seminary Masters degree in Christian Education, is married to her pastor-husband of 16 years, and resides in their newish home in Denver, CO. In spite of moves between four different states, she has always home educated her boys — even on the hard days. She maintains a blog at www.emergent-homeschool.blogspot.com.

Share and Enjoy:
  • Facebook
  • Twitter
  • Print
  • email
  • Google Bookmarks
  • StumbleUpon
  • PDF
  • RSS
  • Tumblr

Comparing Apples to Oranges

Did you know that an apple can never be an orange? Never. No matter how much we wish we had an orange instead of an apple. No matter how better tasting the orange might be than the apple. No matter how much prettier the orange looks compared to the apple. Ah, THERE lies the problem… COMPARISON!

Do you compare yourself to other moms….or to a particular mom? Do you think you fall short of being as good a mom as someone else (or several someone elses)? Are you discouraged that the results of your parenting are not as desirable (or evident) as the results you see in other children? Join the club. We should call it the “Apples to Oranges Club”.

Once we think about it though, the practice of comparing ourselves and our parenting with other moms is a dangerous, destructive and futile one. Why is that?

Comparison is dangerous because God created us to be unique. We are individuals formed by the very hands of God. And isn’t it common knowledge that when something is hand-formed or hand-made that there will never be another one exactly like it? Likewise, our children were also created as unique beings.

Comparison is destructive because we belittle and tear ourselves down when we don’t parent like someone else. What good can come of that? None! We will become discouraged in our parenting and perhaps even resentful towards our children for not turning out like someone else’s children.

Comparison is futile. While we most definitely can continue to grow, learn and allow God to shape us into more of His image and into the mom He wants us to be, comparison of our parenting and someone else’s presents us with a moving target, i.e. no matter how much we “improve” our parenting, someone else will always “appear” to do it better. Let’s get real here! Do you really think that the snapshots you see of the “Perfect Mommy” and her children represent the full picture of their lives and her parenting? It’s highly doubtful. Do the snapshots other people see of you and your children accurately depict the whole story of your lives? I’m guessing not. Rest assured, she is probably looking at you wishing she could be like you in some ways. (No, really!)

So let’s exit this merry-go-round, shall we? If we believe God to be sovereign (and I wholeheartedly do), then we have to believe that He chose us to be the parents of the specific children He has blessed us with. In so doing, He knew our weaknesses, our strengths and their needs. And (surprise!) He knew that we would make mistakes, some small and some huge! And (bigger surprise) His sovereign plan is not thrown off course by them!

Let me blow your mind with the following statement:  The fact that you are the mom to your children is part of God’s plan and purpose!

By that I mean that He partnered us up with our children because He knew what they would need and He uniquely created us to be able to parent to meet those needs. Do we meet them perfectly? No, never because as human beings we were not created to have all of our needs met by another human being. Our needs, as well as our children’s needs, are perfectly met in God alone. We go to Him to learn how to be the parents our children need, not to someone else.

Mommies, let’s stop comparing ourselves in a destructive way. Yes, we can learn from, glean from and adapt methods from other Godly mommies in a constructive way. But we should find our wisdom and guidance in Him alone through His Word, not in the comparison of ourselves with someone else.

Determine to be the apple you are instead of wishing you were an orange. Do you struggle with comparing yourself to other moms? Share with me!

Tara McClenahan is a devoted mom to a two-year-old “little man” and enjoys discovering how God has “packed his suitcase”. As an associate with iBloom, she has a heart for inspiring, encouraging and equipping moms to become “Proverbs 31 mamas” and raise their children according to Biblical principles and guidelines using the Bible and other tools. Tara adores falling leaves, sweatshirts, Starbucks White Chocolate Mochas and the first curly BBQ chip from the bag! Make sure to visit Tara’s website to download your free Christian mom resource!

Share and Enjoy:
  • Facebook
  • Twitter
  • Print
  • email
  • Google Bookmarks
  • StumbleUpon
  • PDF
  • RSS
  • Tumblr