A child’s drawings can speak volumes. In my former life (before kids) as a child psychotherapist, I often had children draw pictures for me to help me get a better idea of what was going on in their mind and heart. They say that a picture says a thousand words and with a drawing, it can also encourage important conversations.

When it comes to my own children, drawing is a big part of their lives. Drawing is also one of the many ways that I “teach Jesus” to their little hearts. My oldest son is in my Sunday school class at my church (I know, lucky him, right?). This past Sunday I read to the class the story of John’s revelation of heaven from the The Jesus Storybook Bible: Every Story Whispers His Name. I then asked the class to draw what they learned from the story.

This is my son’s drawing. The people on the bottom are cheering that heaven is coming down to earth. On the left side of the page, the sun is being burned up because God has now become all the light that is needed. On the right, there is a little snake being pushed down into a fiery ball that represents hades.

He was really excited to explain what it meant to the class. Once home that afternoon, he explained it to his brother as well. We were able to have some great discussions about heaven as a result.

Do your children draw about the biblical/spiritual concepts they are learning? I’d love for you to share!
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It was a Saturday morning, the sun was shining, and the sky a clear blue. My son was hot and sweaty as he ran up and down the soccer field trying to score goals for his team. It was a holiday weekend and many teammates were gone, leaving my son the only skilled player on the team. I watched him play many of the positions alone while the other kids looked up in the sky, day dreamed, and wandered around as though lost in a fog.

I watched the tears run down his face and my heart ached for him. When he came over for a drink of water, I suggested that he stop playing. Though angry with his teammates and still tearful, he refused to give up. As he ran back out on the field, I realized something about myself.

I am not very brave.

When faced with a barrier or obstacle in my life, I immediately give up and turn back the other way. When the trials of life hunt me down, I cry with the Israelites and say that life was better in Egypt. If the burdens of my life are too heavy, I just sit down, give up, and refuse to take a step further. And when I experience discouragement, I walk off the battlefield rather than fight all the harder.

But what if I didn’t turn away from every obstacle that came my way? How would my life be different if I simply turned the handle on every closed door and walked on right through? How many mountain top views have I missed because of fear that I wouldn’t make it to the top?

The Bible tells me that God can do more than anything I could ask or imagine. Jesus said it only takes a mustard seed sized faith to move a mountain. What if I actually believed God and stepped forward in faith? What if I trusted Him for the outcome rather than on my own potential failures?

“I can do everything through him who gives me strength.” Philippians 4:13

I have a big game in my own life right now. Some days, I want to just sit on the side lines and watch everyone else play, wishing I were brave enough to join in. Yet, I know God wants me to trust him and believe in the impossible. The very one who created the sun, moon, and stars can handle the weight of my burdens. The One who called everything into being by just the words of His mouth is able do what is impossible for me to accomplish on my own. And He who transformed uneducated fishermen into the first leaders of the church can certainly enable me to do even more than I’ve ever thought I was capable.

I hear him calling me into the game. The timeout is over, it’s time for the final stretches and to tie on my cleats. I say a prayer, placing the game in His hands, as I run right into the middle of the game.

Will I make any goals? Will I fail? Only God knows, but until He calls the game, I will keep playing…

“So do not fear, for I am with you; do not be dismayed, for I am your God. I will strengthen you and help you; I will uphold you with my righteous right hand.” Isaiah 41:10

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It’s been a while since we walked the beach, just the two of us.

I recently heard my pastor share his intention to deepen his marriage and pour into the heart of his wife. I thought, “Wow, my own marriage could use some cultivating as well.” Then I received a text from my husband, “Can we go on a date this week?”

Our lives are run in super speed with jobs, responsibilities, and the kids. On rare occasions, when it’s just the two of us, conversations consist of, “Can you test the pool water?” “Will you watch the kids next week while I go to the doctor?” “When do you travel next?” and “I think the car needs to be looked at.”

Before we know it, our children will be out on their own. With the house suddenly quiet and more time on our hands, who will we be? Sometimes, children and the way of life push marriages to the side, as though there will be time later to tend to it.

But what if later, all that’s left are two strangers?

With travel and work schedules ruling our lives, date night has been pushed to the side for months. This past week, forgoing our comfortable date routine of dinner and a movie, we enjoyed dinner at a marina and a walk on the beach.

Because aren’t healthy marriages cultivated by time spent together? And isn’t friendship the fertile soil to a lasting marriage?

Time slows down by the sea. The crashing waves produce a relaxing melody that soothes the soul. The feel of the sand under our feet, the water lapping at our ankles, and the endless sea before us became a reminder that life is much bigger than our hectic schedules.

We talk. We reconnect as friends. Hearts are drawn in the sand.

Walking together, we add our own footprints to the well trod beach. The trail of our foot impressions lead into the water and disappear with the next wave crashing ashore. And the impression this evening leaves in my own heart leaves a trail of hope.

Continuing to count and cultivate joy (1533-1554):

my loving husband

dinner by the river

walk along the beach

ice cream and another walk down by the river

my sweet boys who continue to amaze me

My oldest diligently writing a story for homeschool and enjoying every minute of it

picking out my bridemaids dress for my sister’s wedding

tank tops to wear in the hot Florida sun

ice cold water

Attending my oldest’s science project presentation and never having to see another mealworm again :)

My dear friend’s sweet baby out of the hospital after a scary bout with salmonella

Trip to Legoland with homeschool group

Free entry into the Legoland waterpark’s pre-opening festivities for our homeschool group

Sunscreen

Disney’s Blizzard Beach with grandma

lazy rivers

realizing we’ve moved into a new stage of life-the kids can go on slides without us:)

relaxing evening by the pool at the hotel

time spent together as a family

Chicago style pizza

celebrating a friend’s upcoming wedding

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“The seas have lifted up, O Lord, the seas have lifted up their voice; the seas have lifted up their pounding waves. Mightier than the thunder of the great waters, mightier than the breakers of the sea—the Lord on high is mighty.” Psalm 93:3-4

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My prayer life, like everything in my walk of faith, continues to grow and change. Prayer is so intertwined with my faith and relationship with God that it is like a mirror, reflecting my connection with Him. When I’ve been busy, distracted, and my relationship with Him is in second place, my prayer life reflects that. It’s dry and becomes rote. When my passion and love for Him is strong, when I’ve been feasting on His Word, and drinking from the well of grace, my prayer life is active and amazing.

My children continue to grow in their prayer life as well. My goal is to faithfully encourage them to pray, give them opportunities to pray, and model prayer for them. If you’ve read my other posts on this topic, you know that I’ve done crafts, read books with them on prayer, as well as other activities to reinforce what I’ve taught them.

I noticed recently that my oldest was struggling with prayer. He was saying the same things each time he prayed. I could tell it wasn’t from his heart. During our devotional time, he’s been memorizing the Lord’s prayer and the corresponding catechism questions that teach about the prayer. In homeschool, he and I have been going through Lord, Teach Me to Pray for Kids (Discover 4 Yourself® Inductive Bible Studies for Kids). During school one morning, we read various prayers from Scripture, including those of Daniel, Jeremiah, and Hezekiah. I pointed out to my son various aspects to the prayers and asked if he saw anything different between how he usually prays and their prayers.

“Yes, I pray the same things over and over. I just don’t know what to say.” He admitted that he struggled with praying and knew that he had been praying repetitively rather than from the heart. We decided to create a prayer log. He’s started with the letter “A” in the ACTS prayer model. He began by listing reasons for praising and worshiping God.

“Mom, when I can’t think of something to pray, I can look at this log. I know, let’s also add some of the names of God that we learned last year.”

Later that night, as I listened to him pray, I could hear a change in his voice and his prayer was more authentic and from the heart. He’s decided that he wants to continue adding ideas of things to pray about to his prayer log.

Prayer is an expression of a personal relationship with our Heavenly Father. I can’t force prayer on my children. And I wouldn’t want to. I want them to go to the Father in prayer because they want to.

And that has become my own prayer, not only for my kids, but for myself as well.

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“For God, who said, “Let light shine out of darkness,” made his light shine in our hearts to give us the light of the knowledge of the glory of God in the face of Christ.” 2 Corinthians 4:6

The sun dawns and greets me each morning as it slowly creeps up behind my pool. As it rises, I stand in the kitchen dumping coffee grounds into the coffee press, a morning ritual as common as every morning’s sunrise. As the sun slowly makes it way up into the sky, it pours light through the screen enclosure and dances on the surface of the pool. The dancing rays bounce off the sliding glass door and come right into my kitchen. I watch it dance around the kitchen, reminding me of the tiny flying fairy, Tinker Bell.

In the rays of sunlight, I also see dust and grime on the countertops. The sun shines like a spotlight, highlighting the dust I can’t see with the naked eye. Amazingly, the house had been dusted just a day or two before. Yet, it looks as though it hasn’t been cleaned in weeks.

It’s amazing how the brightness of pure light reveals what is usually hidden and unseen.

The same happens when I open God’s Word. His light shines through the pages and into my heart, revealing things of which I was unaware. The sins and idols that lie hidden in dark corners of my heart are revealed beneath the bright light of God’s truth.

“The unfolding of your words gives light; it gives understanding to the simple.” Psalm 119:130

When I’ve not been in the Word for a while, I don’t realize the weeds that have taken root in my heart. Like the dust on my counters that I cannot see without the bright sunlight, without God’s Word shining in my heart, I won’t see the sins that are sprouting in the darkness.

It’s a continual immersion in the cleansing Words of Christ that reveals my sin. Seeing those sins reminds me of my ongoing need to be covered with the grace of the gospel. The light of the Word draws me to the foot of the cross in repentance and the gospel’s power radiates forgiveness over me.

It was a blinding light that brought Saul to Christ. Without His light shining in the darkness of my heart, I would not be able to see His love and grace. The light that revealed dust on my kitchen counters moved me to clean it up. The bright light of His Word moves me to freedom-freedom to repent and remove the idols of my heart.

And it’s that same light that delivers me from sin so that I can live for Him, dancing freely in the sparkling rays of His grace.

“Send forth your light and your truth, let them guide me; let them bring me to your holy mountain, to the place where you dwell.” Psalm 43:3

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My memories of middle school are far from positive. I remember clique’s and mean girls and fads and comparing myself to everyone else. These days, the challenges middle schoolers face are even greater. Threats of violence, substance use, eating disorders, and more often lurk just behind the school’s entrance.

This past week, I was a guest speaker for our middle school girls ministry, Girl Talk. About once a month, the leaders invite a guest speaker to come and teach the girls something, such as a skill or craft. They’ve had speakers come and talk about photography, art, exercise, cake decorating, card making, etc. When I originally offered to speak, I couldn’t think of any skill or craft I could share. I’m not particularly creative or have an interesting hobby. It’s been a long time since I even worked with girls this age, so I hesitated, wondering what I could share with young teen girls that would interest them.

Then I remembered an activity I used to do with teens, long ago when I worked with children-doing therapeutic collage.

I began by talking with the girls about gratitude. We read from 1 Thessalonians 5:18, “give thanks in all circumstances, for this is God’s will for you in Christ Jesus.” I talked with them about what it means to give thanks in all things. We discussed different scenarios where it might be hard to give thanks. Having recently experienced challenges in their schools, including a death by suicide and a death by illness, this topic was timely.

I then shared with them my gratitude list I had started three years ago. I challenged the girls to begin their own list of ongoing thanks. I explained keeping a gratitude list is a lot like going on a treasure hunt, searching and seeking out the gifts God gives to His children each day. I showed them examples and talked about the different ways to create a gratitude list: writing it down in a journal, taking photos, and even collaging.

We spread magazines across the table and began working on decorating journals and cutting out pictures of words and items for which we are grateful. (Ann‘s printouts for decorating gratitude journals came in handy).

The girls cut and cut and cut some more.

Then they glued their words and images into their journals. Everyone went around and shared what they had created and what they were thankful for.

 

Today’s world is challening for young teens. They face temptations, false gods, darkness, and lies each and every day. By focusing on the God’s gifts of grace, a light shines in that darkness. It’s that light that shows them the way to the Father.

I don’t know how many will take my challenge to keep a gratitude list. I hope they all do. I am thankful for the opportunity to share the light given to me. As it turns out, passing on the joy of counting gifts to these sweet girls turned out to be a gift for me as well.

Continuing my own gratitude list (#1509-1532):

Sharing my experiences from counting His graces

A group of sweet and adorable middle school girls

Giggles, smiles, laughter, and lots of pink

Working on my own collage

Finishing my Tuesday morning bible study-the ladies who came all semester have been such a blessing to me

My church community

My back pain acting up again reminding me that He is my strength

The boys extending extra grace to me when I wasn’t myself

My chiropractor who saw me twice this week

Learning about another blogger going to SheSpeaks-hoping to meet up with her!

Watching my son cross over from Tiger Cub to Wolf at the Cub Scouts ceremony

A friend and I making impromptu plans to get together for dinner because both our spouses were out of town

Learning that our spouses ended up meeting up for dinner as well, in Atlanta:)

Sunshine after the rain

Attending our homeschool groups end of the year celebration

My little guy lending an extra pair of shoes we had in the car to a friend who forgot his at the homeschool event

Swimming with the boys before it rained

Marble run toy

A quiet, lazy Saturday

Husband setting up a date night for us all on his own:)

Galatians 3:1-5

Laughing my way through Charlie and the Great Glass Elevator with my oldest

Summer plans underway

 

 

 

 

 

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“I will give them a heart to know me, that I am the Lord. They will be my people, and I will be their God, for they will return to me with all their heart.” Jeremiah 24:7

“He who began a good work in you will carry it on to completion until the day of Christ Jesus.” Philippians 1:6

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Each time I look at you, I can’t believe how quickly the time has passed. The hours that crawled by so slowly during those early morning hours when you were babies have now sped up like a roller coaster going downhill. I regret those early days when I wanted you to mature so you could be a bit more independent.

How did you go from toddling to playing chess? How did you go from a sweet baby on my hips to one who tells stories to anyone who wants to listen? How did we go from me reading you board books to you reading to me?

These days are busy and I miss out on so much. I’m afraid that too often you hear, “In a minute, I’m busy with something.” “As soon as I finish this I can help you.” “Just let me finish folding the laundry.”

I don’t want to finish folding laundry and find that you’ve become adolescents.

Today, let’s seize the moments together before they slip away.

I want to join you in new experiences, seeing the excitement and wonder in your face. Let’s explore the world and God’s creation together.

I want to taste the sweetness of each new day with you, squeezing each and every moment out of it that I can.


Let’s jump into life together and feel the exhilarating splash of a life lived fully.

Go ahead. You lead, I’m right behind you.

Love, Mommy

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Todays post is written by a blogging friend of mine, Desiré, from When You Rise. Please make her feel welcome!

Legalism has been a stronghold in my life that, until recently, has choked my understanding of the gospel. One of the greatest desires of my heart is for my boys to understand the gospel for the beautiful, undeserved gift that it truly is. And that they will not only know in their heads, but believe with all their hearts that they can do nothing to earn it. Salvation is a gift in its purest form… no strings attached.

One of the most explicit portions of Scripture that portrays this is Ephesians 2:8-9, “For it is by grace you have been saved, through faith — and this is not from yourselves, it is the gift of God — not by works so that no one can boast.”

But my oldest is only 3 1/2 years old. So that’s a conversation that should wait for later, right? How in the world could I bring a verse with the words and concepts like grace, faith, saved and “not by works” down to a level he could understand? I tell myself it’s better for him to learn the basic “stories” and save the “theology” for when he’s older. But the Bible says to have “faith like a child” so he must be able to get it on some level… I decided that even if it went right over his head, speaking the truths of the gospel to him certainly couldn’t hurt anything.

But wouldn’t you know, God surprised me with the spiritual sensitivity of a child who has yet to tie a shoe, ride a bike or bathe himself. If you’re interested in what a “deep conversation” with a 3 year old might look like, here’s a peek into what happened:

One day recently while he was playing, he brought out two wooden blocks and fashioned them into a cross shape. He had a small stuffed toy and he said, “Look, Mom! I made a cross and I’m pretending this is Jesus who died on it.” (In case you’re wondering if my kids walk around with halos and turning all their toys into biblical scenes and teachable opportunities, I assure you this was a rare moment and I seized it knowing that there might not be another like it for a while. :)

We had been listening to the SEEDS of Faith version of Ephesians 2:8 and had a pretty good grasp on the words to the verse so I began to talk to him about what it meant. He understands that sin is when he does something wrong, so I asked him,

“Hey, when you don’t eat your vegetables and throw a fit, who gets in trouble?”

He pointed to himself.

“What about when you don’t clean up your toys? Does Mommy get in trouble?”

He giggled a little and said, “No.”

Then I said, “But Jesus loved you so much that he said, ‘Isaac, I’ll get in trouble for you.’ Because here’s the deal: Since you sin and since Mommy sins, we can’t go to heaven and live with God someday. That’s not good, is it?”

He shook his head, “No.”

But Jesus said that he would take our punishment and sin away. He did that when he died on the cross. Should he have gotten in trouble for what you did?”

“Uh-uh.”

“You’re right, but he did! And that’s…”

“GRACE!”

My jaw might have dropped a little. I had talked to him several times over the past few days about what grace meant but never in my wildest dreams would I have thought he was getting it. I could have laughed and cried all at the same time!

“Yes!!” I beamed. ”We get something we don’t deserve!”

I had planned a list of activities to do when we did a lesson on this verse, and though I hadn’t expected to do it at this moment, now seemed like the perfect time to talk more about it. So I had him climb up on our coffee table. (My boys always oblige when I tell them to climb on the furniture! ;)

 

I told him to lean forward and fall on me. He did it once and laughed and I told him to do it again. I moved back a little and this time he was nervous. Too nervous. I had to move forward a little to get him to do it again. I told him to fall on me and that I would catch him. He did and I began to ask him, “Did you think Mommy would let you fall? Did you believe that I was strong enough? Did you trust me to catch you?” He confirmed that he trusted me (at least when I was close enough -haha!) and I said, “Do you know what that’s called?”

“FAITH!”

Once again, humbling and exhilarating. I had thought through these activities ahead of time and was waiting for the right opportunity to use them, but I fully expected to have to tell him the answers to all this. Kids can certainly grasp more than we give them credit for… good and bad…

Finally, I wanted to drive home that he couldn’t do any of this on his own. I got him down from the coffee table and told him to get back up on it, but this time he wasn’t allowed to touch it. He couldn’t use his hands, legs or any part of his body to get on top of the table. I asked him,

“Can you think of a way to get up there without using your body?”

He thought for a minute and said,

“I have an idea! You can put me up there!”

Exactly! I explained that just like he couldn’t get on the table on his own, we can’t get to heaven on our own either. Jesus has to make the way for us. This part went TOTALLY over his head, but I was thankful to have made it this far in the conversation!

We also did a quick, fun project to help convey the idea that salvation is a “gift.” We decorated a cross with dot markers and added the words “GRACE” and “FAITH” to it. We placed them in a bag as a “GIFT” and they gave it to their Daddy when he came home. This gave my him an opportunity to explain what the greatest gift we’ve ever been given is and to review some of the things we had talked about a few days earlier.

 

None of this was elaborate and I would say the combined total for the conversation and the craft took 25 minutes (aside from listening to the cd of the verse over and over and over again). But I wouldn’t trade those 25 minutes for the world. And it’s a 25 minutes I hope to repeat often as I strive to help my boys understand just how incredible salvation is.

I have to preach the gospel to myself daily so I don’t forget to show it to them. Last fall, I found a beautiful reminder that I wear often. This bracelet from DaySpring with the words “by grace alone” adorns my wrist and sometimes helps me regain perspective at just the right time.

By Grace Alone - Cuff Bracelet

 

They’ve discontinued the bracelet, but we just happened to have snagged one up before they were gone and we’re giving it to one of you! Just leave a comment below, before midnight on Monday, May 21 and you’ll be automatically entered for the giveaway. We’ll pick a winner sometime on Tuesday, May 22. UPDATE 5/22: The winner of the bracelet is Heather H. Please email Desiré at [email protected] with your address so your bracelet can be shipped to you. Congratulations!

By Grace Alone - Cuff Bracelet

P.S. One of our favorite ways to memorize Scripture is using word cards to accompany verses that are put to music. Here’s a link to the cards pictured in the post above if you’d like to print your own! (You can choose to print just Ephesians 2:8 or Ephesians 2:8-9)

Desiré is a stay at home mom to two precious boys, Isaac (3) and Silas (2). She and her dear friend, Jen, blog at When You Rise about fun ways to teach kids the Bible, as well as some parenting lessons they’re learning along the way. You can also find them on Facebook or Pinterest.