Showing posts with label Jude. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Jude. Show all posts

6.7.12

wrong

Lately, there have been a lot of 

"I was wrong.
I dishonored you. I spoke harshly to you.
Will you forgive me?" 

spoken at our house.


No, it's not the kids apologizing to each other. Or to their parents. 
Sometimes it's Mama... sometimes it's daddy... asking our kids' forgiveness. 

Why would a 30+ year old mother and father ask a 4, 3, and 2 year old to forgive us? Isn't that kind of... humbling?

What's humbling is from the beginning God made us. Erik, Sarah, Catherine, Camille, Jack, and Jude.

The only distinction between us and our children is that they happen to be little. So little, in fact, that God entrusted them to us - to care for, love, teach, train, to walk with. He gave Erik and me a role to play in these little people's lives. But that role is temporary.


We are eternal. If the average human lifespan is 80 years, and Erik and I had children in our thirties, 
that's 50 years that we'll relate to Catherine, Camille, Jack and Jude as parent/child. 50 years is a drop in the bucket compared to eternity, where we hope to relate to them as brothers and sisters in Christ.

God made Catherine, Camille, Jack and Jude. We want to honor them.

This doesn't mean that we give them everything they want. Part of honoring God and honoring our children in our job as "parents" is having the responsibility and the courage to correct,  discipline, and protect. To say no. To teach them to live under authority.

Even though we are parents, Erik and I relate with our children. We too are under authority. Parenting isn't a position of pride or superiority. It's not an ego trip; I'm not right just because I'm bigger and older! With God, there are no double standards. We are only in authority because God has given us the role to lovingly care for and guide these little ones until they are able to hear His voice and be under His authority.


When we see our children as people who are eternal and our role as parent is temporal, this changes how we relate to my children. How we communicate with them. How we treat them. How we value them. How we respond when we wrong them.

I don't always honor my children. I speak harshly. My judgment isn't fair. I will disappoint them. Dishonor them. Sometimes I treat guests in our home with more dignity than my children. I will fail my children.

This is where we both need Jesus.


God will never fail our children. His love won't change. His judgment isn't skewed. He is the one we can point our kids to. The sooner our children are able to transfer their trust and dependence on Jesus - the good Shepherd - the better!

As for us, flawed humans and parents, we need Jesus, too. Jesus has shed His own blood on the cross to forgive me for dishonoring God and my children. I need His forgiveness. He not only died for my sin, but He also shares His life with me, that I might choose Him when I'm frustrated or annoyed. That my children might experience His life and love in me, and not my own human responses.


When we fail, we need to ask forgiveness. Especially of our children. Additionally, it's a great opportunity for us to model to our children how to be reconciled with God and others.

Children are so forgiving - often I've had their little arms wrap around my neck in kind forgiveness. Being welcomed into the arms of your child or spouse or the Lord is joyful, sweet, humbling restoration.

5.7.12

crib






Jude, 

at ten months,

you are sleeping in a (semi) big-boy-bed now, 
upgrading from the portable "move me anywhere" pack-and-play to your crib.

You crawl lightning fast - most of the time making a bee-line for the bathroom 
before I can stop you to get your hands on the toilet wand or other treasures of the loo.

When it comes to toys, you are a bit of a electronic geek:
turning your nose up to plastic, brightly-colored, and safe baby toys, 
preferring computer wires and dismantling the night light.

You are full of smiles and giggles, especially watching your siblings play. 
Holding on to the side of your pack-and-play, you jump up and down with glee... Daddy is certain you've caught air a few times. 

You are remarkable- you already help out (sometimes) by throwing your diaper in the trash and even picking up toys with the rest of us.  

You prefer feeding yourself with your nimble fingers. 
Frozen grapes are your favorite (and the favorite of the tooth you're cutting) at the moment.
You like keeping your tray tidy, even though it's at the expense of making Mama's floor messy.

You get pretty stoked when I put on the baby carrier and invite you for a walk. You flash that three-toothed grin of yours and you've got me smilin' too.

I can't imagine life without you!

2.7.12

rain


It may just look, sound, and smell like rain around here, 
but when your state's been burning up, it's sweet, sweet rain.

Having grown up in South Carolina's lush greenness and humidity, I experienced rain falling regularly. Rain came. Expected.
I've been thinking this week that rain isn't just "a given"... but rain is given

He gives rain on the earth
and sends water on the fields.
Job 5:10

Thank you, Lord, for giving us rain. 
And thank you, friends, for praying.

15.6.12

carry




I will call to God; 
God will help me. 
At dusk, dawn, at noon I sigh 
deep sighs - He hears, he rescues.
My life is well and whole, secure 
in the middle of danger.
Pile your troubles on God's shoulders-
He'll carry your load, He'll help you out. 
I trust in You.
Psalm 55:16-17, 22-23

May you find rest in Him this weekend, friends.

5.6.12

at eight months





order: Jude, Jack, Camille, and Catherine

30.5.12

little boy blue

While he's not blowing a horn yet, our little boy blue
 is blowing bubbles through that kissable mouth of his. 
He's sprouted three of the cutest little teeth, 
crawls all over tarnation, 
is fascinated with lights (says "LI!"), 
loves caressing his little blanket (see large picture), 
and is the master of all around irresistibility! 
We love you, Jude!

13.5.12

our little graduate

Reflecting on Ravencrest's graduation yesterday, I realized that we have our own little "in-house" graduate who is constantly accomplishing so many achievements. According to his teacher (Madame Mama), Jude is getting excellent marks on his "growing up certificate"

Recess (aka play time): A+
Teacher's notes: Jude appears happiest playing with his brother and sisters

Health (aka teething): A+
Teacher's notes: two bottom middle chompers appeared simultaneously

Cafeteria manners (aka eating): C+
Teacher's notes: enjoys mashing, tossing, and covering himself in food

PE (aka crawling): A+
Teacher's notes: first destination was down the hallway to the bathtub


Personality: A+
Teacher's notes: happy, friendly, cheerful, giggly... Jude is a delight to have in class each day



3.2.12

dreamland

Sun goes down and says goodnight
Pull your covers up real tight
By your bed we’ll leave a light
To guide you off to dreamland


Your pillows soft, your bed is warm
Your eyes are tired when day is done
One more kiss and you’ll be gone
On your way to dreamland



Every sleepy boy and girl 
In every bed around the world
Can hear the stars up in the sky
Whispering a lullaby



 Who knows where you’ll fly away
Winging passed the light of day
The man in the moon and the milky way


Welcome you to dreamland


Mary Chapin Carpenter, Dreamland

12.1.12

creases and dimples



I've always loved creases and dimples in babies... 
and it's especially nice having such a generous supply in Jude!

7.1.12

a little present...

... waiting under our tree this Christmas



Jude, 4 months

6.1.12

captions I: sleepover?

Camille: I like snuggling with Jude.
Jude: Thanks for the compliment.

Camille: Oh, I have an idea!
Jude: Which is...?

 Camille: We can have a sleep over!
Jude: A sleepover?!

Camille: Just kidding... kind of.


Watch for it: More "CAPTIONS" to come.

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