Posts Tagged ‘Bible’

How to be an Awesome Parent!!!

July 31, 2009

Hello, Rick here again.  Linda gets back later today and she can write about something other than Hockey.  But I thought I would share a couple of thoughts about what I think is important on being a Dad.  I just finished an email to the parents on Austin’s hockey team.  I wanted to make them aware of what is really important this coming Hockey season.  The following is the body of what I wrote but it doesn’t just apply to Hockey moms and dads…it applies to all parentsgrandparents as well as anyone who wants to make or keep friends.  The art of conversation seems to be taking a back seat in our culture and it is because we are letting it!

“Travel Hockey is a long season but the reward will happen along the way as well as at the end of the year.  The progression of our hockey players will definately be noticed come March but the reward along the way will be in the form of a closer relationship with your girl or boy.  The travel time to the rink is such an important time and I feel it should be used for our benefit as parents and the benefit of our kids.  What I have tried to do especially last year was to turn off the radio and not allow Austin to play his iPod while we travelled.  This in turn, forced both of us to have to dialogue with each other.  At first there was a lot of dead air but as the year progressed we talked in depth and I learned more and more about my son.  Don’t get me wrong, there were times when all I wanted to do was to go to my “empty box” (as my wife, Linda calls it) and veg!  I began to realize that he had goals and dreams that I had no clue about.  It was fun to get closer to Austin on a level different than that of hockey.  When we as parents take the lead and put our focused time and effort into our most prized possessions, the year won’t feel so long and we will have fun a long the way!”

So hang up the cell phone, put away the iPod, read that book when they are in bed, get off the computer, exercise before they get up, take them with you when you go places, have them cook/bake with you, have them fix the car with you, take them out for some one-on-one time, take them to church, schedule time at the end of the day to tuck them into bed and talk to them, read the Bible to them, if you are doing something and they ask a question stop what you are doing and look at them in the eyes and listen, don’t let your mind wander when talking with them, don’t be impatient, answer softly, pray with them, hug them daily, kiss them daily and tell them you love them constantly!!!

Broken Glass

July 22, 2009

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It would seem that we are in a current trend of breaking glass dishes on the tile floor in our kitchen.  We’ve lived in this house for four years and I think we have broken more glass items in the last month than the rest of the four years added together.  Here are just a few examples.

The night we were leaving for Lake Tahoe, my Dad came over to save me from my husband’s wrath, by bringing a back rest for Rick to use on the 14 hour drive.  Rick HAD a back rest for 20+ years, but it had seen better days.  I had already repaired and replaced the cover of said back rest.  But wear and tear had produced yet another hole in the cover and there was a chunk of the actual foam worn away too.  I’m sure it smelled horrible too, but I didn’t actually check.  No thanks.  The old, worn, tired and sad back rest ended up in the loft where I sew.  On a day when I was overwhelmed with junk piling up and projects up to my ears, I threw away the back rest.  Rick found out the night we were leaving for Tahoe.  Dad to the rescue.  All that to say, I ate a quick bowl of cereal before we were about to leave and went to hug my dad with the bowl in my hand.  Down the bowl went… and our trip was delayed for another ten minutes.

I have Fiesta dishes in my kitchen and matching salt and pepper shakers on the table for everyday use.  Twice now, one of the shakers has given the kiss of death to the beautiful brown tile.  Presently we only have pepper on the table.  I’m waiting impatiently for Fiestaware to go on sale at Kohl’s.  I even have a coupon…..

Two days ago we were gathered around the kitchen table eating ice cream while having family devotions.  Just as Austin read the first verse, Keeve’s elbow took out a glass and it shattered on the floor.  Immediately all five of us lifted our feet.  I asked, “Who has on shoes?”  No one.  We were all barefoot.  So, brave and mighty Rick (the furthest from the most glass shards) got up from the table and went to find shoes.  He came back to the table wearing shoes and announced, “Why don’t we just finish reading the Bible and then I’ll clean it up.”  We were all straining our tummy muscles to keep our feet from touching the ground… and said, “No!”  But Rick was determined to finish devotions, so we all placed our feet sideways on other chairs and continued listening about not loving the things of this world while the glass waited on the floor.

I’m hoping the trend is now over.

Where’s the Righteousness?

June 25, 2009

Philippians 2:1-2  If you have any encouragement from being united with Christ, if any comfort from his love, if any fellowship with the Spirit, if any tenderness and compassion, then make my joy complete by being like-minded, having the same love, being one in spirit and purpose.

This is the verse that I took my encouragement from today…. being united with Christ.  It seems those around us have blurred the lines of righteousness when it comes to entertainment.  We had a no-brainer decision to make today about our son attending a birthday party where they were going to see a PG-13 flick….. it was a 12 year old’s party.  I did go look up the movie on www.pluggedinonline.com to read the review.  Some (read: FEW) PG-13 movies would be acceptable for a 12 year old to view if I have seen it first and there is no language/nudity/brutality/etc.  There aren’t many films that have made that cut.  This particular movie had a strong warning for sexual content, language and battles. 

I just don’t get the point of filling your mind with filth.  What in the world?  This film has the Lord’s name used in vain MORE than 10 times.  Last time I checked, that was one of the no-no’s in the Ten Commandments.  So, once again, my child is going to stay home while his buddies go movie watching.  He asked if Dad could see the movie first to check it out.  I asked him is Dad should go to a movie where the Lord’s name is used repeatedly as a swear word?  He agreed… no.  He was disappointed about not being with his friends, but I believe he understood.  We talked about surrounding ourselves with like-minded people who stand for righteousness.  I believe he got it, but it’s not easy.

Later the topic came up with our 15 year old daughter.  She asked, “Why aren’t there more people who think like you and Dad about movies?”  I really didn’t know what to say.  There are…. they live in communes and don’t have electricity.…   I guess my thinking is that if you are going to choose a book to live by…. then don’t skip the parts that you don’t like.  Or find another book. 

It reminded me of the story of the mom who baked some brownies but added a little bit of dog poop to the mix.  Her kids were asking to go see a movie that only had a little bit of bad stuff in it.  She offered them the brownies but shared that there was only a little bit of bad stuff in them.  :o)  Wise woman.

The whole situation made me feel sort of lonely in my convictions, but then I read about being encouraged by being united with Christ.  That is who we are to be measuring ourselves against and emulating.  I took great comfort in that and am feeling a little better.

Train Up a Child

June 27, 2008

Our goal with our kids has always been to train them in the ways of the Lord.  Period.  There’s not much gray area in that sort of thinking… well, maybe hockey fights…. but seriously, we’ve aimed at excellence as much as it’s been in our capabilities.  We’ve been those parents that the other kids use as moral yardsticks: “But even Mrs. Crosby lets her kids watch that movie!”  Which means Jesus would watch it.  We’ve thought long and hard about the kids’ friends.  We’ve prayed for new friends.  We’ve seen answers to those prayers.  We’ve prayed for wisdom in parenting over and over…. while the kids were listening.

But somehow, deep inside, we pray that it sticks.  You know what I mean?  We speak positive words to them and Biblical promises over them.  We pray the scriptures over each one, including Zaza, our Colombian daughter who is not home yet. 

But somehow, deep inside, we wonder if we’ve sheltered them too much.  You know what I mean?  Will all this time with mom homeschooling REALLY make that much of a difference?  I could get on my homeschool soap box  and spit out the plethora of worldly things they’ve missed by skipping public school… but I’ll spare you.  (This time.)

Every now and again, we are humbled and discouraged by the children’s behavior.  But hey, they’re just kids.  They try dumb stuff, push our buttons and say unbelievably stupid things at inappropriate times.  Once our son completely insulted one of our daughter’s friends…. and was rightfully punished and apologized… I was mortified.  Rick and I sat on the couch that night saying, “We are good parents.  We are good parents.  We are good parents.”   

And every now and again, we get a glimpse of the fruits of our labor.  Our soon to be ninth grader came home from highschool church camp this week.  It was her first time with the youth… who unashamedly pour out their hearts (and sins) for all to hear and forgive en masse.  The camp speaker called on the girls to forgive their father’s…. and 2/3 ran to the altar to pray.  Our daughter was shocked.  Her sheltered eyes were opened.  She had no idea of the circumstances that most teenagers live in today.  Her heart broke for them.  She prayed for them. 

And then, glory be, she came home and told us that she didn’t realize how awesome her parents were.  WHAT?  You’re not supposed to figure that out until you’re 27 and having your own kids.  DUH!  Why do you think we ride you like a drill sergeant?  Make you do chores?  Ask you to pray?  Teach you God’s rules from the Bible?  Drag you to serve Thanksgiving dinner to those without family??? 

Anyway, we know there is an uphill battle for each kid that parents wage for many years.  We’re in for the long haul.  Pray!  Pray!  Pray!