Just sit back and soak this in...
He is jealous for me,
Loves like a hurricane, I am a tree,
Bending beneath the weight of His wind and mercy.
When all of a sudden, I am unaware of these afflictions eclipsed by glory,
And I realize just how beautiful You are,
And how great Your affections are for me.
And oh, how He loves us oh,
Oh how He loves us,
How He loves us oh.
Yeah, He loves us,
Oh how He loves us,
Oh how He loves us,
Oh how He loves.
And we are His portion and He is our prize,
Drawn to redemption by the grace in His eyes,
If His grace is an ocean, we’re all sinking.
And Heaven meets earth like an unforseen kiss,
And my heart turns violently inside of my chest,
I don’t have time to maintain these regrets,
When I think about, the way...
Oh how He loves us,
Oh how He loves us,
Oh how He loves.
Yeah, He loves us,
Oh how He loves us,
Oh how He loves us,
Oh how He loves.
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January 20, 2010
January 7, 2009
Lessons From My Hubby
Have you ever screwed up? Who hasn't?
And how you do feel when someone rubs your nose in it? Lectures you about it? Gives you a guilt trip over it? Does it help? Heck no!
So why do we ever do that to our children? I'm guilty of it.
Let me tell you how my husband handled our oldest son last night.
But first some background:
Hubby's company buys tickets to awesome games like the Capital 1 Bowl and Champs Bowl and season tickets to Magic games. They offer the tickets to clients as a little PR. We also get tickets for the games.
Last month, he got 6 tickets for us to go to the Champs Bowl. We invited 2 friends and took our 2 oldest boys (Little R and Handsome).
All was great until the fireworks after the National Anthem. Little R hates live fireworks. Too loud he says. So Hubby and I spent probably half the game with him either in the bathroom (much quieter) or walking around outside the bleachers because he was too upset and scared to go back in.
Last night, Hubby had 2 tickets for the Magic game. He usually takes one of four older kids. (This is his third season doing this and they go in the same order all the time.) This was Little R's turn. Hubby warned him ahead of time about the possibility of fireworks which he has seen at previous Magic games. Little R promised he'd be fine.
They left at 6:15pm and were headed home by 7:15pm. Yep! $120 worth of tickets down the drain.
When my sweet husband came in the door, I asked him if he yelled. Nope. Did he lecture? No.
He felt terrible wasting those tickets and was not pleased in the least. But instead of rubbing his son's nose in it, you wanna know what he did? He put aside his emotions to build their relationship. They did some male bonding over a game of computer football.
Think about the impact that is going to have on this child. It brings me to tears. Our son will be able to look back and say, "I may have really disappointed my dad, but he loved on me regardless!"
What a lesson he taught me.
And how you do feel when someone rubs your nose in it? Lectures you about it? Gives you a guilt trip over it? Does it help? Heck no!
So why do we ever do that to our children? I'm guilty of it.
Let me tell you how my husband handled our oldest son last night.
But first some background:
Hubby's company buys tickets to awesome games like the Capital 1 Bowl and Champs Bowl and season tickets to Magic games. They offer the tickets to clients as a little PR. We also get tickets for the games.
Last month, he got 6 tickets for us to go to the Champs Bowl. We invited 2 friends and took our 2 oldest boys (Little R and Handsome).
All was great until the fireworks after the National Anthem. Little R hates live fireworks. Too loud he says. So Hubby and I spent probably half the game with him either in the bathroom (much quieter) or walking around outside the bleachers because he was too upset and scared to go back in.
Last night, Hubby had 2 tickets for the Magic game. He usually takes one of four older kids. (This is his third season doing this and they go in the same order all the time.) This was Little R's turn. Hubby warned him ahead of time about the possibility of fireworks which he has seen at previous Magic games. Little R promised he'd be fine.
They left at 6:15pm and were headed home by 7:15pm. Yep! $120 worth of tickets down the drain.
When my sweet husband came in the door, I asked him if he yelled. Nope. Did he lecture? No.
He felt terrible wasting those tickets and was not pleased in the least. But instead of rubbing his son's nose in it, you wanna know what he did? He put aside his emotions to build their relationship. They did some male bonding over a game of computer football.
Think about the impact that is going to have on this child. It brings me to tears. Our son will be able to look back and say, "I may have really disappointed my dad, but he loved on me regardless!"
What a lesson he taught me.
December 3, 2008
Power of Suggestion
What words strike fear in the heart and soul and stomach of this mommy?
"Mommy, my stomach doesn't feel well."
Ah, man! Please, God, don't let it happen!
But it did. Sweet Pea has a stomach bug. I dragged her mattress into our bathroom along with the portable tv. She's been watching the 6-week mini-series of Little House on the Prairie that we recorded a couple years ago. Poor thing.
Everyone else feels fine (so far). Dad asked me how I was feeling. I said, "Well, as usual, as soon as someone throws up, I start feeling yucky." And I do. It's the idea that I might be next. So any time I go to eat something I asked myself if I really want to see it later. Gross, I know.
It's the power of suggestion that those germs are lurking, ready take their next victim, which could be me!
It's also the power of suggestion that captures many victims in other areas - especially children. Like when they hear us talk to others about certain character flaws they may be struggling with. Soon they will be caught up in these "suggestions". It's like labeling, but not to their face.
"She has a hard time with ..." or "He just doesn't get along with ..."
It may be absolutely true. But sometimes instead of addressing the issue head on and helping them overcome their sins, we just make excuses for our kids' behavior.
"Kids will be kids" and "Boys will be boys" and "She's at that age". True statements. But not good reasons to ignore disrespect, disobedience, unkindness, ungratefulness, etc.
Let your kids hear these comments and "suggestions" and they'll live up to them.
But if we remember Paul's words that love hopes all things, they don't have to be trapped. In love, hope the best out of your children. Love them, encourage them, guide them, and train them up.
Don't grow weary in doing this good, because if you don't give up, you will reap a harvest of righteousness in your children's lives and maybe in yours as well.
"Mommy, my stomach doesn't feel well."
Ah, man! Please, God, don't let it happen!
But it did. Sweet Pea has a stomach bug. I dragged her mattress into our bathroom along with the portable tv. She's been watching the 6-week mini-series of Little House on the Prairie that we recorded a couple years ago. Poor thing.
Everyone else feels fine (so far). Dad asked me how I was feeling. I said, "Well, as usual, as soon as someone throws up, I start feeling yucky." And I do. It's the idea that I might be next. So any time I go to eat something I asked myself if I really want to see it later. Gross, I know.
It's the power of suggestion that those germs are lurking, ready take their next victim, which could be me!
It's also the power of suggestion that captures many victims in other areas - especially children. Like when they hear us talk to others about certain character flaws they may be struggling with. Soon they will be caught up in these "suggestions". It's like labeling, but not to their face.
"She has a hard time with ..." or "He just doesn't get along with ..."
It may be absolutely true. But sometimes instead of addressing the issue head on and helping them overcome their sins, we just make excuses for our kids' behavior.
"Kids will be kids" and "Boys will be boys" and "She's at that age". True statements. But not good reasons to ignore disrespect, disobedience, unkindness, ungratefulness, etc.
Let your kids hear these comments and "suggestions" and they'll live up to them.
But if we remember Paul's words that love hopes all things, they don't have to be trapped. In love, hope the best out of your children. Love them, encourage them, guide them, and train them up.
Don't grow weary in doing this good, because if you don't give up, you will reap a harvest of righteousness in your children's lives and maybe in yours as well.
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