April 2012

Thanks to God and Scotch Tape

My children often wait until I’m on the phone before they come up with things they just have to tell me right now. (Do yours do that?) Such was the case a few days ago when I was talking with a friend who’d moved to a city several hours away. I was sitting in my bedroom, on my bed, with the door closed, and Kenny still found me.

“Mommy, guess what?” he said.

“Just a minute, Kenny,” I said. “Mommy’s on the phone.” I made him wait several seconds while my friend and I came to a pause in the conversation. Kenny stood by patiently. “Okay, Kenny,” I said. “What do you need?”

Scotch Tape“I just want to tell you I fixed my DS case,” he said. “It was split down the side, but I just used this.” He held up a roll of Scotch tape.

“Great, Kenny,” I said. “I’m glad you were able to fix it.”

“Oh, yes, ma’am, I was,” he said, heading for the door. He paused in the doorway to add, “Thanks to God and Scotch tape.”

When Kenny encounters a difficulty, he regularly prays for God to help him resolve it. I could just imagine a scene similar to others I have witnessed from Kenny in which Kenny knelt over the case with Scotch tape in hand, eyes closed, praying earnestly, “Please, God. Please help me fix this.”

I love Kenny’s understanding of what it takes to resolve a problem. (I also love that seeking God’s help has become a habit for him, but that’s a story for another week.) Kenny knows that when he encounters trouble, he should seek God, who cares about him and also happens to be all-powerful. He also knows that he needs to take action to help himself. Not action on his own, but with God’s help.

It would have been a less-than-best approach for Kenny to attempt the daunting task apart from God, that is, without asking God to help him. Likewise, it would have been wrong to ask God to help him fix the case, then sit there and wait for something to happen while refusing to act. Kenny understood what you and I need to understand, that usually we should do both—ask God’s help and be willing to put forth some effort ourselves.

It’s getting these two things in the proper balance that’s so difficult. Most of us tend toward one extreme or the other, either expecting God to just take care of things without our really having to do anything, or trying to fix a problem ourselves and only belatedly realizing we haven’t asked God’s help.

Those of us who tend toward the former are absolutely right in requesting God’s assistance, but we also need to be ready to work when He says, “Here’s how you can help yourself.” Those of us who tend toward the latter option are absolutely right that we need to be willing to work, but we should ask God’s help first rather than sometime later on.

Toward which extreme are you inclined? Are you more likely to feel paralyzed in your ability to act, or maybe hopeless that your actions could make a difference anyway? Or do you tend to find yourself calling a girlfriend, searching for answers on the internet, or realizing only after much exertion on your part that you haven’t even talked to God about the problem yet?

Either way, something needs to change. Usually, the right approach is one like Kenny’s—praying and then getting to work. Granted, there may be times when God fixes a problem completely apart from us, or when God helps us resolve a situation even when we haven’t talked to Him about it. But approaching the circumstances in either of those two ways presumes upon God’s grace. We can’t count on not having to lift a finger in our own behalf. Nor can we count on His blessing us in a certain way, especially when we’re full steam ahead on our own.

So if you, like me, find one of these approaches pretty natural, and even pretty frequent, ask God to help you change. Confess your sin to Him and tell Him you don’t want to presume upon His grace. But thank Him for that grace. For it’s only through His grace that anything at all will ever be resolved, no matter how that resolution comes about.

1 Kings 22:5—But Jehoshaphat also said to the king of Israel, “First seek the counsel of the LORD.”

Exodus 14:15—Then the LORD said to Moses, “Why are you crying out to me? Tell the Israelites to move on.”

So What?

I recently saw a commercial that made me cry. It starts with mothers all over the world waking up their children to get them started on the day. Then, it goes back and shows those same moms sending their children off to wherever they’re going by bus, train, etc. Next, it shows those same children practicing at their sports lessons—gymnastics, swimming, track. Finally—well, I won’t tell you. I don’t want to spoil the ending. I ask you to watch the video for yourself, then read the rest of this devotional. (If you tend to get emotional, you might want to have Kleenex ready.)

What a marvelous validation of what we do as moms. What a beautiful affirmation that all those unglamorous, routine tasks that we do day in and day out matter.

The point of this commercial is that the incalculable investment a mom makes in her child will one day result in that child being able to “run the race” at the highest level. That’s the point of this devotional, too, though in a slightly different way.

You and I are also preparing our children to run a race. Most of our children will never be Olympic contenders in anything, but they still have a chance to succeed in a way that no one else in the world can.

You see, God has a very specific race in mind that He wants your child to run. He has the course all mapped out. He knows every step along the way and exactly what it will take to make it to the finish line. He also knows that our children will need to train for the race. You don’t race well, by accident. You have to be purposeful about it. And part of God’s plan for training our children is to give them us as parents.

That’s one of the most awesome things about parenting: I am part of God’s plan for training my children to live the life He has in mind for them. You are part of God’s plan for your children. It’s awesome, yet scary at the same time. That’s because our children are always learning from us, whether we intend to be teaching them or not. Everything we do is training them how to run the course of their life. We are either training them to run well or run poorly (or maybe mediocre-ly).

I’m not trying to put pressure on you and me to be perfect. There’s no way we can do that. Yes, we need to parent as well as we can, but God can use even our mistakes to shape our children’s lives. The point I want to make is not that we must be faultless, but that everything we do in our attempts to rear our children—even the small, seemingly insignificant tasks—has dignity and worth.

It’s easy for us moms to get caught up in Satan’s lies that anyone could do what we’re doing for our children, or that what we’re doing really doesn’t matter. But if in fact we are training warriors for God’s kingdom, what we do matters immensely!

Ask any Olympic athlete if his mom’s thankless task of driving him to practice every day mattered in his life. Ask any athlete if her mother’s willingness to sacrifice her own desires in order to have money to fulfill her daughter’s dreams mattered in her life.

Someday, your children will look back on their childhood and realize that every PBJ sandwich you made was important. They’ll appreciate the fact that without your willingness to change diapers, they wouldn’t be the young man or woman they are today. They’ll understand some of the sacrifices you made so that they could feel secure and loved. And more than merely remembering all these things, they’ll be grateful.

So hang in there when it seems that all you do is wipe up sticky messes and remind your children to put their dirty clothes in the hamper, just like you’ve reminded them a thousand times before. You’re doing far more than merely teaching your children to keep a clean house or learn their multiplication tables. You’re helping train them to become the people God intends for them to be and to live the life God designed for them to lead. One day they’ll win their race, and you’ll know that part of the reason they won was because of you.

What could matter more than that?

Proverbs 4:10-12—Hear, my son, and accept my words, that the years of your life may be many. I have taught you the way of wisdom; I have led you in the paths of uprightness. When you walk, your step will not be hampered, and if you run, you will not stumble.

Growing, Growing, Gone

Ellie Petting a BunnyRecently, my oldest child, Ellie, turned 9. It’s been 9 years (plus a few days now) since I held my firstborn in my arms and embarked on this incredible, intense, crazy journey called motherhood. 9 years that seem like a mere week.

And if she’s 9, that means she’s halfway to leaving home and going to college (at least, if that’s the life track God has for her). I’ve already had half of the time I will have with her before she’s an adult.

That thought causes me to rejoice and breaks my heart at the same time. Sure, I want her to grow and develop as God meant her to and to have the life experiences He designed for her to experience. But I’m going to miss her when she’s not here every day. What will I do without my precious Ellie a constant, joyful, delightful presence in my life?

Okay, so maybe it’s too soon to start worrying about that. I’ll have plenty of time as she gets even closer to 18 to contemplate those things. But it’s not too soon to start wondering how well I’ve prepared her for life on her own and to make sure I’m doing the best job I can. In fact, it’s time right now, and has always been time. I don’t want her to turn 18 before I wake up to the fact that I need to be teaching her how to pray, how to love, how to defend herself, how to manage her money, how to deal with loneliness, how to serve others. I want to start well in advance of the time she will close the door to her dorm room and my husband and I will turn around and walk back down the hall and outside to our car.

I need to be proactive now. I need to parent with a purpose so that I give her not only the best possible start in life but also the greatest chance to become the person God meant for her to be.

In other words, I need to parent her like God parents me.

God has had a plan for my life since before the creation of the world. He has known exactly who He wants me to be and how He intends for me to get there. He knows the lessons I will need to learn and the skills I will need to acquire as well as the people with whom I will need to come in contact. He’s got it all worked out. All I have to do is cooperate with Him, and everything will work out the way He wants it to.

I find that amazing. God knows perfectly well what He is doing and is infinitely capable of arranging the exact circumstances and details that will bring His plans to fruition. And He can do so not only for me, but for all of His children, whereas I don’t know perfectly what I’m doing with even one of my kids. Better yet, He not only can, but will. He’s got everything under control, and I can trust Him for that, even when I don’t know what He’s doing.

Until I reach heaven, God will constantly be molding me into the person He wants me to be. I want to help shape Ellie in the same way. I want to be purposeful about the things I teach her and the ways I show my love. When she leaves home, I want her to be ready. I want to have done everything God wanted me to do for her.

That means I need to get wisdom from the best Parent there is, who fortunately is my Father. I need to stay in constant contact with Him, seeking His advice and carrying out His designs. He knows how I should parent Ellie far better than I do. And the beauty of the way it all works out is this: As I stay close to Him in seeking to parent my child, He will be better able to parent me. And that’s part of His design for both of us.

Deuteronomy 6:6-7—And these words that I command you today shall be on your heart. You shall teach them diligently to your children, and shall talk of them when you sit in your house, and when you walk by the way, and when you lie down, and when you rise.

Psalm 25:5—Lead me in your truth and teach me, for you are the God of my salvation; for you I wait all the day long.

I Wouldn’t

I am blessed to be the mother of five children, two of whom are sons. During this time of year, when we are supposed to think about one Son in particular, I’ve also been thinking about my two. I’ve discovered some definite similarities between God’s love for His Son and my love for my sons. But there’s one important difference.

First, the similarities. I love my sons deeply, as God loves His Son. I’m proud of my sons, as God is of His. I desire a close relationship with my boys, as God does with His. Admittedly, my best efforts to love and develop a relationship are but shadows of what God is able to do. But still, there are similarities.

There’s also an important difference. You see, there’s nobody on this earth that I would sacrifice one of my sons to save. I simply wouldn’t do it. Yet God, despite His infinite love for His Son, sacrificed Him on behalf of people who hated Him. Why? To further God’s glory. But also because He loved us.

Usually we look at the crucifixion from Jesus’ perspective. Today, let’s look at it from the Father’s point of view.

How the Father must have suffered as He watched His Son be arrested, tortured, and crucified (further torture). Even though the Father knew that some of those watching would eventually come to love His Son, it still must have been agonizing for Him to allow them to put Him to death, and then to have to turn His back on Jesus as He suffered.

Yes, it was all within His perfect plan. Yes, He knew this would happen since before the foundation of the world. But what agony it must have been to see it come to pass.

I can’t even imagine something like this happening to one of my sons. My mind recoils from the possibility before it can even envision the worst parts. Yet each Easter, I think about it, at least to the extent of reminding myself what the Father went through. Why? Because it gives me a glimpse of the magnitude of Father’s love for me.

I want you to see His love for you, too. That’s how much the Father loves you—enough to watch His Son be tortured and killed on your behalf. Yes, He loves you. You, with all your failures and imperfections. You, despite all the sins you’ve committed. You, regardless of the fact that you’ll never be perfect until you reach heaven.

You.

And me. Praise God, He loves me too. I’m no more worthy than anybody else to be loved by God. In fact, Scripture makes it clear that without Him, we’re all nothing but miserable sinners with no hope of ever entering His presence. But despite who I was, God loved me so much that He made a way for me to spend eternity with Him, beginning here and now on earth.

We don’t have to wait until heaven to come into God’s presence. We can enjoy Him here and now. Our eternity with Him begins now, because His love for us began before the creation of the world.

That is love: not that we now love Him, but that He loved us while we were yet sinners and sent His Son to die on our behalf.

It’s amazing, incomprehensible love.

I wouldn’t do it. You wouldn’t either. But He would and did.

Praise be to God.

1 John 4:10—In this is love, not that we have loved God but that he loved us and sent his Son to be the atoning sacrifice for our sins.

Romans 5:8—but God shows his love for us in that while we were still sinners, Christ died for us.

Following Your Training

My son Kenny likes to earn extra money toward whatever he is saving up for at the time. He also likes earning extra media time (since we limit the kids’ “free” media time). Fortunately for him, he is willing to work in order to do this. So when he wants money or minutes, he comes to me or my husband and asks for extra chores to do.

This particular time, Kenny accepted the chore of taking out the trash. He tied the old bag and took it outside to the garbage bin. Then he put a new bag in the inside bin and stretched the top of the bag around the top of the bin, as my husband had showed him how to do the previous time.

Proudly, he showed off the results. “Look! I did it!” he exclaimed.

“Great job, Kenny,” my husband said.

Kenny said matter-of-factly, “I was just following your training.”

It really is as simple as that. Daddy trains you, you follow his training, and you have success. I’m not talking about trash bags alone, but about everything in life. And I’m not talking about our earthly daddy, but our heavenly one.

God has provided plenty of clear training for us in the Bible. Love God more than anyone or anything else, and love the people around you as much as you love yourself.
That pretty much covers it, He says. But then He gives us more specifics. Honor your parents. Don’t steal. Go the extra mile. Be willing to serve.

Unfortunately, we often don’t take His instructions seriously. We know we should follow them, but when life crops up, we act like we believe our own strategies will bring us better success and more satisfaction than God’s. Why on earth we would ever think this is not reasonable or rational, but we do. I do. Maybe you have too. When circumstances get difficult, we jettison our training and go our own way, little realizing that difficult moments are perhaps when we most need to follow our training. In fact, it was designed to help us navigate those difficult moments.

Do we really think that God’s ways are less effective than ours? Sometimes, yes. At least our actions show that we do. Do we really think God doesn’t know what He’s doing? We’d probably never put it that way, but sometimes…yes.

I guarantee you that God, who created the universe and everything in it, knows far better how to run His universe than you or I do. He knows infinitely better than we the things that will cause our lives to run smoothly.

Is there some area today, right now, where you’re going your own way instead of God’s? Maybe you’re nagging your husband instead of respecting him like the Bible tells us to do. Maybe you’re too harsh with your kids, provoking them to wrath, like Scripture tells us not to do. Maybe your disobedience consists of an unsubmissive attitude or outright, conscious refusal to obey. Whatever way you’ve found around God’s commands, I guarantee you that things are not working out better for you right now than they would be if you were to obey God. Your husband is not more responsive to your needs than He would be under God’s plan, your children are not better behaved than they would be, and your disobedience is not bringing you more satisfaction than you would have otherwise. If you have fallen for these lies, the devil has you right where he wants you.

Make sure your ideas line up with God’s. If they don’t, it’s not His ideas that are mistaken.

When you follow your Daddy’s training, things always work out better.

Joshua 1:8—This Book of the Law shall not depart from your mouth, but you shall meditate on it day and night, so that you may be careful to do according to all that is written in it. For then you will make your way prosperous, and then you will have good success.