Wednesday, June 24, 2015

Laugh-Out-Loud Pocket Doodles for Boys and Girls

After getting The Big Book of Laugh-Out-Loud Jokes for Kids last year and laughing until we cried, I knew the kids would love the newest books from Rob Elliott.

Our oldest kids are in the target age and they love laughing and telling jokes. We gave them the books before we took a road trip and they entertained us and themselves (without electronics!) by telling us jokes. Each page has a joke and part of a doodle to finish and a prompt for the kids to get ideas of what to draw. Unfortunately G tends to get car sick if he reads for too long so he had to put it away. He pulled it out again the next day when we had lunch at a restaurant. It kept his attention while we were waiting for our food to arrive.

I love his little tongue out concentrating.

From 8 year old son:
"I like it because it's funny and the jokes are really creative. I like it because you can draw on it and you can finish the pictures of the jokes. I think it's cool because it teaches kids drawing skills.

The jokes are mostly play on words and are all good clean fun. It begins with a page of five rules for telling jokes:
1. Don't make jokes at other's expense
2. Keep it clean
3. Laughter is great medicine, so find something to laugh at every day
4. Tell your favorite jokes to as many people as you can to brighten up their days, too
5. Body noise and body fluid jokes are the best

I'm not big on potty jokes so that last 'rule' doesn't apply when the kids are with mom....with dad is another story. I haven't read any jokes like that in the book itself though.

From 10 year old daughter:
"The jokes are really funny and even though I'm not a really great draw-er it's helping me to get better."

The girl's book is not drastically different from the boy's book, the jokes are all different and most are not gender specific, but some use girls names instead of boys names. There is also a 'Laugh-Out-Loud Pocket Doodles for Kids" book available from the same author that would work well for kids of either gender.

They love them and I have one more tool in my arsenal to combat the "I'm Boreds" of summer.

I received copies of these books through the Revell Blogger Review Program, in exchange for my honest review. All opinions are my own.

Sunday, June 14, 2015

The Merry-Go-Round of Meanness

Today after church I was negotiating a hostage situation....I mean, I was refereeing the kids' most recent argument. G 'fake punched' A and so she kicked him back. Then he hit her with his Bible (his BIBLE, y'all!) and then she mocked him and laid the sarcasm on thick as she told him that was a great idea and to keep using his 'sword' against her.


Isn't it always the way it goes? 'She hit me so I pushed her!' 'He called me a name so I threw his toy!' One person starts it and the other person has to finish it and 'get them back'. The kids feel justified in lashing out at the sibling who wronged them.

I'll hear a conflict brewing in the other room and then a bang followed by crying and, "I'M TELLING!" When they come to me and tell what the other one has done, as long as they are not bleeding or in serious pain, you will often hear me saying, "I don't want to hear what she did to you, tell me what you did to her." or "Was he totally unprovoked? What did you do that made him want to hit you?"

One of the biggest regrets of my own childhood was how much my sister and I fought. We are both feisty, three years apart and there was competition between the two of us, sibling rivalry. There were some times that our arguments ended with pulling hair, slapping and pushing. Of course my parents punished us and made sure we knew that it wasn't okay, but still we fought like cats and dogs. One night my dad was so exasperated with our fight that he started 'mock cheering' for us in turn like he was watching a fight on TV: Go Lark, hit her with a right! 

I've prayed for so long that kind of fighting would not be a part of our kids' experience with their siblings, and that they would love each other and be friends. I hold on to the fact that my sister and I enjoy a good relationship now, and we rarely ever pull each others' hair.

As a mom who loves Jesus I get really frustrated when my kids are treating each other so horribly. I know it stems from their own sinful nature so I try to show them a better way to handle their conflicts. I know I'm not consistently doing this right but here are some things that *seem* to help:


One day when they were fighting over who got to be first on something (a common theme with our oldest, but that's a post for another day) I explained that our family is like a team. Teammates don't get mad when one of their own does a good job, they cheer them on. They don't get frustrated if someone scores points for the team because what is good for one member is good for the whole team. So if they are treating each other as rivals instead of teammates I remind them, "We are all on the same team!" I say this when one is jealous of the other or when they are having issues with sharing (funny example on their issues with sharing) because we need to take turns and not let one person be the 'star' of the team. Having a 'team' spirit in your family promotes unity and cooperation.

Merry-Go-Round of Meanness

When they get in a cycle of revenge and getting each other back it's like they are pushing a merry-go-round. One person may start it and then the other person jumps on and gives it a push, and then the other has to give it a bigger push and so on. It can get going so fast that you can't even get off safely without getting hurt. When that happens, someone has to decide to stop pushing so it will slow down. It's much easier to not take the bait to get on in the first place. I'll say, 'Sounds like you guys are on the Merry-Go-Round of Meanness" when they are being unkind to each other as an encouragement for them to realize what is happening and how they can make choices to end it.

Acting out 

In the heat of the moment it's so hard for a kids' brain to think quickly enough to react positively instead of overriding what they want to do. Often we will walk through an argument again and practice what they could have done instead and I will coach them on how to say what they are feeling ("I'm angry that you won't let me play with that toy") and help them get to resolutions that can help them in the future to resolve things on their own (I want to finish what I was playing and then I will come tell you when I'm done with it).


This is the key, really. Unless they are growing in self-control, none of what I say or do is going to matter. When we have a conflict resolution time we pray that the Holy Spirit would be developing the Fruit of Self-control in their lives. We share verses like, Leviticus 19:18 "'Do not seek revenge or bear a grudge against anyone among your people, but love your neighbor as yourself. I am the LORD." and Romans 12:19, "Beloved, never avenge yourselves, but leave it to the wrath of God, for it is written, “Vengeance is mine, I will repay, says the Lord.” Just knowing those verses is not enough, they need the power of the Holy Spirit in them enabling them to love and act in self-control.

Why "who started it?" is the wrong question to ask

What if my son has been hogging a toy and my daughter wants it and starts being mean to him so he will give it to her? It may have started with my son's selfishness in hogging the toy but my daughter is also being selfish because she is not waiting for him to finish and instead of waiting patiently she's acting out in a sinful way. Neither of them is blameless so it really doesn't matter who started the argument. We all need to learn how to be kind to others who are not kind to us, so they need opportunities to practice that character quality. If I swoop in and tell my son to stop hogging the toy or set a timer so that they have equal amounts of time (guilty of this one!) then they learn what is most important is fairness, not serving others and self-sacrifice.

Preaching to myself

These suggestions feel like gospel living to me. But honestly when I am being 'lazy parent' I get tired of their fights and so I just yell at them both to knock it off and be nice to each other, or send them to their rooms. Sometimes I get so worked up I have to send them to separate spaces so we all can calm down and then I divide and conquer, talking to one child at a time then bringing them back together to reconcile. I have to remember that they are little sinners who are in need of grace and lots of repetition and practice before they learn these foundational character qualities.

How do you handle the Merry-Go-Round?

Thursday, June 11, 2015

Matheny Manifesto

Got a guest blogger today, my very own Hubby. From time to time a book comes along for me to review but it's more along the lines of his interests. Since this book was about baseball and youth sports I thought he'd enjoy it.

Years ago while managing a youth baseball travel team, Mike Matheny (current manager of the St. Louis Cardinals) wrote a letter to the parents of the kids who signed up to play on his team. The gist of the letter was:

* Parents are the problem with youth sports
* Myself and the other coaches are in charge, so shut your mouths and let us coach
* I’m a Christian and I’m going to share my faith so drop the PC act and deal with it
* I’m going to teach the kids the fundamentals of the game, push them to get better, and teach them how to play the game with dignity and class
* Not everything is going to go the way you (or your kid) likes it, but trust us coaches
* If you don’t like anything I’ve said in this letter, there’s the door

The letter went viral because it struck a nerve. It resonated with a lot of people who have been disillusioned with contemporary youth sports culture and because it caught on like wildfire, someone came up with an idea to expand the letter into a book-length “manifesto” about how to fix youth sports.
Matheny’s tone throughout the book is much more nuanced than I just made the letter out to be, but he certainly doesn’t pull punches. It comes across as firm and well-thought out. I loved the book for a number of reasons.

I found his argument that parents are the main problem with youth sports culture to be spot on. (Although I would add that media driven stuff like recruiting coverage and high school games being broadcast on national TV are as much of a problem.) I’ve refereed and coached youth sports and from both positions I’ve seen parents ruin the experience for their kids. I loved Matheny’s fix for the problem: for parents to trust the coaches and not get involved.

I also appreciated his approach to integrating his faith into his work. As a Christian, Matheny has a mandate to share the good news of Jesus with whoever will listen and to do so in a way that balances truth and grace. He strikes that tone in Chapter 10 and I have no doubt that Matheny practices what he preaches.

It was also wonderful to read about how he teaches the boys on his team to play the game the right way, to be respectful, to not argue with umpires when they blow it, to show toughness, and to be thankful. I coach in a youth sports league that emphasizes sportsmanship, skill development over winning, equal playing time, and fun, and I resonated with Matheny’s take on how to turn youth sports culture into something enjoyable for players and their parents.

The last thing I enjoyed about the book was a pleasant surprise: the personal stories Matheny told about his time playing professional baseball. As a catcher, Matheny had an interesting experience of what happens on the field. His chapter about respecting umpires was fascinating, particularly when he explained the relationship the catcher has with the home plate umpire. Those kinds of priceless inside stories are found throughout the book and give the reader a view of the game that can’t be had from the bleachers.

This book should be required reading for anyone involved in youth sports: league administrators, coaches, assistant coaches, and especially parents. I plan on passing it around to some of my friends who coach youth sports. The Matheny Manifesto is for anyone who enjoys a challenging, insightful, and engaging read.

Monday, June 8, 2015


I've mentioned before that insecurity is a huge issue in our culture, and so when I saw this book I decided it would make for a good read.

I consider myself a pretty secure person because Jesus gave his life for mine and I am able to rest in his love for me. Because I am pretty strong willed (and passed that lovely trait on to my daughter) when someone else has a idea or response that clashes with my own I can tend to think like Taylor Swift and shake it off and not be worried that I'm doing something wrong. But, there are certain people, mostly family, whose opinion I value highly and it bothers me a lot when I think I am disappointing them. I thought reading this book might help me untangle my self esteem from the opinion of others.

I was immediately turned off and distressed by the first chapter and had to put the book down for a few days. I considered not even finishing it. The author shared a very personal account of sexual abuse by a stranger when she was four years old. She told it as a letter of forgiveness to man who abused her and included specific details that gave me more information than I felt like I needed know as a reader to understand her situation. I have a very sensitive heart and mind and am easily disturbed by TV shows or books that are violent or graphic, particularly against women and children. I know I can't watch CSI without having nightmares or just getting more paranoid about being victimized and then not trusting the Lord. So, while she needed to give her background for the reader to understand where her insecurity had it's roots, for me personally it was too much.

Fortunately I picked the book up again a few days later and really benefited from it. Her main idea is that our hearts are a tangled mess, beat up, black and blue as pictured on the cover.

She starts by discussing women throughout the Bible who were also tangled messes and how their actions were a result of the hurts they felt. She moves on to how our insecurities as women get tangled up by our own expectations, in marriage, as a mom, in our identity in the home, girlfriends, social media and success. Plenty of areas for us to dive in and explore where our worth gets tangled up.

I most appreciated the chapter on motherhood and how we often try to find our worth in our kids and how 'well' we are doing as a mom. When we are seeking for them to give us value, the stakes for success are a lot higher.

You don't have to be a mom for more than five minutes before you get a taste of "Mommy Guilt". I found out I was pregnant and thought, "Oh no! Didn't I have some wine the other night!?" Moms feel guilt over everything.

Eating- Breastfeeding vs. Formula, make your own baby food vs. store bought?
Sleeping- Cry it out or Attachment parenting?
Schooling- Homeschool/Public School/Private School/Christian School?
Working- Stay home Mom/Working Mom/Work from Home Mom

The list can go on and on!

It seems like the guilt is quite fierce when the children are babies and toddlers because new moms don't have much experience to fall back on. We forget that God chose us to be this little one's mom and we doubt that he will give us the understanding we need to competently parent. But even though it may start there, I don't think it really ever stops! When the kids are grown and gone we still can try to find our worth in how well they are doing, their jobs, their family, and their success. We give ourselves far to much credit for how our kids turn out and take far too much blame.

And when we are trying to find our worth in how we do as Moms, let the Mommy Wars begin! If the choices we make for our family have to prove that we are good enough then we are going to defend those choices, and promote those choices to others and then judge others who don't make the same choices as we have. We seem to all be competing against each other to make ourselves feel better about our choices.

I struggle when I think about how some moms are all organic and growing their own produce in the yard while mine had Pop Tarts for breakfast (I limit it to once a week! I'm still a good mom....right?!).

I put my laundry habits out there for the world to know and then worry that people will think my house is not clean (wait, who cares?). I was blessed by her chapter on domestic disappointment and a phrase she adopted to help her untangle her self-worth from the state of her home. "I want my house to be clean enough that it's healthy, but dirty enough that we can live happy." 

As I read the book I realized that even though I may consider myself pretty secure in my worth, in some areas I still get tangled up and I need to continually remind myself that my worth is not in what I do, what I look like, or my success and failures. My worth is like real-estate. It's all determined by the price that someone is willing to pay for it. Since Jesus died to pay for my soul, I am invaluable.

Now, Lord, let my actions reflect that I believe it.

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Sunday, June 7, 2015

Laundry every 10 days

Since my husband mentioned me and my laundry habits today in our church's devotional I thought I'd pass on a bit of my laundry tactics. I hear lots of people complaining about the never ending laundry and doing laundry every day. When I mention that I only do laundry 2 or 3 times per month people are astonished.

Step 1: Make less laundry.
I used to wear something for a couple hours or a day and throw it in my laundry hamper and the laundry fairy would come and next thing I knew those clothes were hanging in my room a few days later fresh, clean and ready to go. Then I went to college and the laundry fairy did not visit me anymore and I had to start taking my clothes home on weekends (just kidding, I only did that the first semester). I successfully learned how to do my own laundry but it still wasn't a big deal because it was just for one person. Getting married added more but it still wasn't overwhelming. I think somewhere in the baby days when there was so much laundry because of spit ups and diaper blowouts, I stopped deciding that something needed to be washed just because I'd worn it for a day. It never failed that I would put on something clean and then 20 minutes later it'd have spit up or baby food on it. I'd go through 2 or 3 outfits in one day, for myself AND the baby! So if I wore something for a couple hours late one evening and it miraculously didn't get dirty I'd lay it on a chair or hang it up and put it back on the next day until it got spit up on and then begin again. I got used to wearing something until it got dirty and actually needed to be washed. So now that I don't have diapers and spit up to deal with I can wear a shirt or jeans for two days with no problems. There are exceptions, of course, where something won't pass the smell test if it was summer and I was outside for longer than 5 minutes. Or if we've gone to Sonny's BBQ, even if somehow I was able to keep sauce off my lap it'd need to be washed so I don't smell like brisket the next day. Also any clothes that I workout in. Luckily, I don't work out very often.

My 8 year old has not gotten this memo. He tends to wear one thing to school and change out of that and into play clothes in the afternoon or decide he wants to dress up as Spiderman but then puts on new clothes instead of looking for the ones he took off earlier. Same for socks! Instead of looking for the socks he took off an hour ago, he goes right to his drawer where a new fresh pair are waiting for him and he doesn't have to look for them. I keep saying, 'One pair of socks per day, buddy.' I tell him it's fine to change out of his school uniform when he gets home but keep one shirt and pair of shorts out for a couple days until they get dirty and sweaty, which is pretty much every day if he goes outside to play. Lego building does not quite incur the amount of sweat needed for a wash. So I'm still trying to get him on board by telling him, "the fewer clothes you wear the fewer you will have to put away," since he HATES to put away his clothes.

Wearing stuff more than once is not just good for laundry, it's also good for your clothes.  Now, not everyone has this luxury and where you work it's not an option to wear the same things 2 or 3 days in a row, but perhaps rotating outfits and pairing different tops and bottoms together can help reduce.

Step 2: Buy extra underwear and socks.
Some people have to do laundry often because they just run out of clean clothes to wear. So we buy an extra pack of underwear and socks for each family member. I think is a relatively small price to pay and I save money in the end by less loads of laundry and time saved. Each person has at least 12 pairs of underwear and socks. For school uniforms I make sure they have enough to go two weeks of school: 10 shirts and 5 pairs of shorts, 5 pairs of pants for winter. The shirts don't last more than one school day, but sometimes a pair of shorts or jeans can go two days. They have favorite pairs of shorts and keep wearing them until I put my foot down and make them put it in the laundry basket. I am also fortunate to receive handmedowns from friends. Our kids probably have too many clothes but they keep getting t-shirts from this camp, or that VBS or this special event, so they don't seem to ever run out of shirts.

Step 3: Get a good stain pre-treater.
Every day after I do laundry someone eats spaghetti. I don't know why this is but I think there are cosmic laundry forces against me. So in order to fight back I employ some Resolve/Spray N Wash or some liquid detergent and a bit of scrubbing. I'll get as much of the stain out and the rinse it and leave it on the washer.

Step 4: Rally the troops.
Our 10 and 8 year old are told it's laundry day and they bring all the baskets from the bedrooms and dump them in the kitchen floor. Then they sort them into piles of whites, darks, lights, towels/sheets, and jeans. Rarely is this done without bargaining and complaining and sometimes there are tears, but perhaps one day! A mom can hope right?!

After they have sorted I go back through and refine the piles and pull out white underwear stuck inside some jeans, and check pockets for loose toys, gum, or change (my tips). I also pull out the delicate items and sort into 'delicate darks' and 'delicate lights' as these go in a different cycle. An important step I take is to flip some clothes inside out like shirts with logos (especially iron-on) and fleecy items so they last longer.

Step 5: Wash, Dry, Sort, Repeat.
I usually do 6-8 loads of laundry on laundry day. Whites, Lights, Delicate lights, Darks, Delicate Darks, Sheets/Towels, Jeans and an extra load like a comforters or pillows or rugs that occasionally need to be washed. This week I'm washing the kids' backpacks so they can be put away. To streamline the sorting process, for clean laundry I have a basket for each person and an area to hang each person's hanging clothes. The laundry room is not too big so I can't spread out too much. I just stand in the middle and sort and hang.

 Yes, I stood on my washer to take this.

Kids' clothes hung up on the left, adults' on the right.

Each load takes about 1 hour to wash and 1 hour to dry so if I do 6 loads it takes me about 7 hours from start to finish if I do them back to back (which is more efficient for me and the dryer). Obviously I'm not doing much once I throw it in so I can go back to playing with the kids or blogging or reading or whatever. When it's all done, baskets are delivered to the rooms and the children are not allowed to go out and play or have media time until it's all put away. As some heard this morning, Hubby does not have that same stipulation and so his basket may or may not get emptied, but with all the other wonderful things he does, this is of no concern to me.

What about you, do you do a load of laundry every day? What is your plan for tackling Mount Laundry?

Update: We are on day 7 after the laundry was done and had to break down and do a mid-week load due to a mysterious potty accident that happened while the babysitter was here. That also required an entire bathroom cleaning including the toilet, floors, walls, and cabinets just in case. So I went ahead and washed the shower curtain since I didn't quite know to what extent (other than the smell) the accident had spread to.

Also, the Hubby's basket made it from the laundry room to the dresser. Where it sits full of clean laundry today. Still. 9 days later.

Saturday, June 6, 2015

Grace That Breaks the Chains

Last Spring I went on a women's retreat and our speaker used materials from Victory Over the Darkness. I really appreciated the truths that she was sharing and wanted to delve deeper and so I bought the book myself.

It was such a such a great read I wondered why I hadn't ever read it before. Now I recommend it all the time and think it's in my top 10 book recommendations for Christians. Knowing who we are in Christ is so important for Christians to have a grasp on. When we don't know who we are in Christ, we are so unsure of our position and standing. When we know the truth it sets us free, and that led me to getting the next book by Neil Anderson, The Bondage Breaker.

It also was a great read and builds on a lot of the principals from the first book. The Bondage Breaker goes into depth about how to overcome sins that keep us from living a Spirit filled life. The Steps to Freedom in Christ found in chapter 11 is a tool that has been used by hundreds of thousands of people around the world to renounce the sins and finally finding victory.

As I looked through books recently this one caught my eye because of the subtitle:

I struggle with perfectionism and have been learning this year about resting in God's grace so I thought this book might be a helpful tool. It is an excellent read for anyone who deals with perfectionism or especially for those who have been influenced by a legalistic home or church.

The trio of authors started with a Barna survey to determine how widespread a legalistic worldview was within the church. They asked questions such as, "The Christian life is well summed-up as 'Trying hard to do what God commands.'" The majority of people surveyed, 57% agreed strongly with the statement and another 25% somewhat agreed. The problem is that the Christian life is NOT about our efforts to be good and obey the rules. Performance-based Christianity opposes the truth that apart from Christ we can do nothing (John 15:5).

In the first half of the book they used scripture and personal experiences to explain the laws of legalism that bind us in guilt, shame and fear and exposed the power of our own pride and the true enemies of our freedom in Christ. The second half built on that foundation and showed how to renounce the lies and live in the truth, breaking the chains that legalism and performance based Christianity. With memorable analogies and real-life examples I gleaned new ways to combat my own legalistic tendencies and left each chapter with a fresh love for the Lord and appreciation for His grace.

I heartily recommend this to all Christians who struggle with feeling they will never measure up and have lost the joy of their salvation.

I've passed it on to my hubby who is also a first-born and knows his perfectionist tendencies. He tends to go into full-drive OCD when it comes to books...he really enjoys keeping them looking nice and new, never ever dog-earing pages or underlining. I think he may have nightmares about bent covers and creased spines. He took it and proceeded to try and fix a couple of the edges that were imperfect. Oh the irony! Lord help us rely on your grace and not on ourselves for our worth!

I received a copy of this book through NetGalley, in exchange for my honest review. All opinions are my own.

Thursday, June 4, 2015


It seems to me that humans have a seemingly insatiable need to be loved and valued. A void in our hearts that never seems to be filled. We want to be accepted for who we are and if we don't feel that acceptance we will seek to 'fix' what is unacceptable. The problem therein is that our feelings are not always a valuable judge of reality.

Our culture is continually succumbing to this insecurity. There is no getting away from hearing about Bruce Jenner's transformation into Caitlyn Jenner.

If you asked a child, "if you are born a boy can you become a girl?" they would likely laugh at you and look at you like you had two heads. 'Of course not!' would come the reply. But we, sophisticated adults, have bought into the lie that there are no real absolutes, so why can't a man who feels like a woman actually become a woman?

I came across an article last night about "Transable" people. As defined in the article, transability is "the desire or the need for a person identified as able-bodied by other people to transform his or her body to obtain a physical impairment."

Did you get that? Someone who is perfectly able feels that they are not in the right body and desire to become disabled by choice, some by cutting off their own limbs or arranging 'accidents' to achieve the disability they desire.

It is a logical next step from transgenderism, or Gender Identity Disorder as it was formerly called when considered a mental illness. How long before we are forced to believe that a person's request to chop off their own legs is normal (and should be covered by insurance!) and those around the person should be non-judgmental and accepting?

It stems from our society's post-modern worldview that promotes the belief that there are no moral absolutes and our feelings are reality. If we continue down that path it will lead to the establishment of what Wesley J. Smith calls a fundamental right to 'personal recreationism.'

But before we get our able bodied Christian feathers ruffled and puffed up in pride, are we not guilty of the same things?

In the 90s, straight hair was not in, at least, not at my middle school. Big poofy bangs were where it was at. I wanted to look like my friends, but no matter what I tried, curling irons, mountains of hairspray, hot curlers, perms...nothing would keep my stick straight hair curly for more than a day and not wash out. It was like my hair laughed back at my attempts.

I desperately wanted to be accepted by my friends and so I did what I thought I needed to do to look 'pretty.' This is what was called, 'the poof' y'all. Seventh grade picture day mom and I pulled out aaallll the stops to achieve the look I wanted.


In the picture above I see an insecure girl hoping for people to like her. Somewhere along my teenage years I decided that fighting against what my hair did naturally wasn't a great use of my time and I stopped worrying about others' approval.


By 11th grade I was much more at peace with my stick straight hair. Instead of trying to have something I didn't I was able to appreciate what I did have. Growing out the poofy bangs also helped.

We all go through a process of coming to terms with how God made us, the limitations we have and how we look (women in particular). The goal of that struggle is to reach a place where we learn to make peace with our body. Or as they say in preschool, "You get what you get and you don't pitch a fit."

When we are not satisfied with how God made us, it's basically a pride thing. We tell God, "The way you made me is not right. I should be like this instead." We focus on all the things we are NOT instead of the things we are.

The culture around us isn't helpful either. Don't like your body? Have plastic surgery! Don't like the color of your hair? Dye it! Don't like the color of your skin? Use self-tanner!

Now, am I eschewing all forms of beauty products and saying we should not bother with exercise or a healthy diet? Do I regret that my parents invested money into getting me braces to fix my teeth (Heck no! Thank you Mom and Dad!). There is a spectrum on how we make changes to our appearance, on one side, taking care of the body that God has given us and on the other side fighting against how he has made us.

I know of friends who dye their hair blue and purple and I think it's a bold statement of their own inner personality, they enjoy playing with their locks as a way to express themselves. We can't become legalistic and judge others because of their choices. Only we can determine when we are enjoying the body he has given us and when we are dissatisfied with what we have, and making changes as a way to fulfill our hearts.

Though we shouldn't judge others we can still see a friend struggling in this area and have a conversation to encourage her in truth. If I am concerned that my friend is seeking satisfaction from changing the way she looks I can speak love, life and acceptance into her heart. Indeed, I'm not a true friend if I'm not willing to risk my own heart by speaking out.

The point is, where are you seeking fulfillment? Is it from the way you look? Or in your worth in Christ?

Isaiah 53:2 tells us that Jesus had no beauty or majesty to attract us to him, nothing in his appearance that we should desire him. And yet, he was satisfied with the earthly body God gave him and it didn't hinder his mission. In fact it was part of God's plan to make his mission succeed because people were attracted to what was on the inside.

As followers of Christ we are unconditionally accepted and when he sees us he sees the perfect blood of Jesus covering all our sins and stains. We can live loved. We can live lives of contentment because we know we are loved, valued and accepted.

Even though we will continually mess this up we can turn to the one who made us and find our satisfaction in Him. He is the only one who can fill our insatiable need and fill the void in our hearts.

Wednesday, June 3, 2015

Blog Restart!

Been doing some work on my blog lately and making goals and lots of changes. I've been trying to figure out what I want my voice to look like on the internet. I've decided to switch my focus on this blog to more about my thoughts. I've taken all my family posts and moved them to private blog (you can contact me if you want to be a reader on that blog).

I first started this blog to share my thoughts on motherhood and have a place to write about current events and interact with others who were in a similar place. Over the years it morphed into a space I could also share family happenings and pictures with friends but I find now that Facebook is a better place for that as I can be more selective there and have more privacy with our family pictures and events.

So Larkslife will become more my own internet journal and a way for me to be able to get better at writing and interacting with the issues that are of interest for me. I'll write about current events, discuss mom stuff, review books that I'm reading, thoughts on Jesus and all with a Lark-feel to them. I'll still occasionally post the cute things the kids are doing but with more concern for our family's privacy I won't be posting names and you'll see I've changed my previous posts to reflect that.

Hope you'll join me! I'm looking forward to developing as a writer and creating a community where it's safe to discuss issues and dialogue with people of differing backgrounds and ideologies.