Bridal veil of light
brilliant, sheer amid dark clouds
God’s glorious hope
Bridal veil of light
brilliant, sheer amid dark clouds
God’s glorious hope
Golden, sun-lit leaves
pointed pines, puffy white clouds
lift my soul to Thee
Since we all have different backgrounds and personalities, our needs may differ, as well. Something that’s beneficial for me may not be beneficial to the person I’m talking to.
I’ll share an example. I’m a very meditative type of person. I often reflect on past mistakes and look for lessons in them so I can try to improve. (However, I do have to be careful to let go of the regrets and just hang on to the lessons.)
My husband, on the other hand, prefers to forget past mistakes because, for him, they are more a source of regret and guilt than a positive learning experience. He does, however, graciously allow me to share some of our mistakes (and the lessons I learned) on my blog. So, I need to prayerfully discern whether or not to share certain thoughts with him. Will it benefit him, or hurt him?
That’s a good question to ask ourselves in any conversation. Will our words benefit the listener? Being aware of the listener’s needs will help us to know the answer to that question.
In 1995, our family went to see the movie, “The Lion King.” We had various reactions to certain parts of the movie. One child was frightened by certain scenes and chose to leave. I was also bothered by those scenes and left with her. When we came back for the rest of the family, I asked what they thought. One of them had also been bothered by certain scenes but wanted to see how it ended. The other two said they were fine with it.
There are two ways I could look at this. I could simply acknowledge that we’re all different and thus react differently. (This is the healthy perspective.) Or, I could compare them to myself and become critical of those whose opinion differed from mine, concluding that they are less “sensitive” than I am.
The Bible tells us not to judge others critically. God is the only one who has the right to judge because He alone is perfect. We are each unique and how we respond to things will vary. It is rarely, if ever, healthy to “compare” people. Instead, we should view them with respect, even if our opinions differ.
This past year, Tom and I have had the privilege of hosting a 19-year-old German missionary, Michelle. She has been a beautiful role model in compassionate joy. One small way this was in evidence was during our Skip Bo card games. Instead of being competitive, she truly didn’t care if she won and she’d always cheer others on when they played a good hand.
Near the end of her stay, we learned that she sometimes allowed someone else to win. During her last two nights with us, I talked to my husband and Kat (the other missionary who lives with us) and suggested we work as a team to see if we could secretly help Michelle to win. We tried our best, but the cards didn’t play out right. Other people won. However, I noticed how relaxing it was to play when I honestly didn’t want to win.
Each of us have many opportunities to serve and encourage others in both small and large ways. When we do so, we’re more likely to experience peace and joy than when we’re focused on ourselves.
Thank you, Michelle, for being such a great role model of a servant heart. We’ll miss you, but your positive influence will remain with us.
A recent failure on my part reminded me to monitor my initial reactions to an unpleasant experience. Thankfully, my insensitivity didn’t bother my husband Tom as much as I feared it had, but I’m always striving to improve.
My husband wasn’t feeling well, so he opted out of a family gathering. I had a relaxing day with my two daughters, a son-in-law, my four grandchildren, and my step dad. Our fun interactions were mixed with emotionally touching moments. I drove home in a quiet car mentally singing, “Life without God’s love is like a doughnut…there’s a hole in the middle of your heart.”* I prayed that everyone could be filled with God’s love.
When I got home and walked into the house, Tom was on the couch and he had music blaring loudly. It was a startling contrast to my mood. I said, “Hi” and we smiled at each other, and then at a volume to match the music, I yelled, “Do you think it’s loud enough?” He turned it off and I asked how he was feeling and said I wanted to hear about his day as soon as I unloaded the car. (That part was okay.) Then I sat next to him and, feeling badly about my comment on the volume of the music, said he could turn it back on, just not so loud. He left it off and we discussed how the day had gone for each of us. (He had a relaxing day.) So far, we were doing fine. After I showed him the pictures, I got absorbed into editing them. He then headed off to bed and I feared he was feeling ignored. It turned out he was mostly just tired.
The next morning, I confessed my insensitivity and apologized and asked how it had made him feel. Then I explained how the contrast in mood had startled me and that loud music actually hurts my ears.
So, if I were to do that scene over, it would look something like this: I’d enter and say, “Hi! How are you feeling?” (Listen to his answer.) Then I’d say, “I want to unload the car, then I’d like to hear about your day.” After unloading the car, I would sit by his side, and if he hadn’t already turned the music down, say, “Would you mind turning the music off while we talk?” Then we’d share about our days and I’d do the photo editing when I was alone. The next day, at an appropriate time, I’d share my feelings about the music.
I’m blessed to be married to a man who cares about my feelings, so we’re both working on being more sensitive and honest with each other.
*The partial quote is from a Rob Evans “Donut Man” song. The whole line says, “Life without God’s love is like a doughnut, like a doughnut, like a doughnut. Life without God’s love is like a doughnut, ‘cuz there’s a hole in the middle of your heart.”
Being focused on a problem can cause us to be insensitive. Not long ago, I fell into this trap. My husband and I had two of our grandchildren (ages 6 and 5) over for a few days. On their final day, the kids and I ran a few errands together. (Tom was away at a conference with our son, that day.) Our first stop was the gas station. I usually put my credit card in my wallet while the gas is pumping, but this particular time I stuck it in my pocket while washing the windows. We then went to the bank and to the park.
Finally, I took them out to lunch. When I went to pay for it, I discovered that my credit card was missing. Thankfully, I had another one. The kids and I prayed that I’d find my card and I should have left it in the Lord’s hands at that point. We’d had a wonderful 3 days together and a delightful time at lunch. But now my mind was distracted by the loss of the credit card. I wanted to get them quickly home in order to return to the places I might have lost it or to call and cancel the card.
As a result, I spent little time socializing with the rest of their family. When I was about five minutes from their house, on my way back home, I suddenly realized I hadn’t even hugged the kids good-by! When I got home, I sent a text message to my daughter asking her to apologize to the kids for me and tell them God answered our prayers. I also shared the lesson I’d learned. She wrote back saying that they were sad when I just disappeared without saying good-by, but she appreciated what I’d learned.
I did find my card (it had fallen out of my pocket at home) and I learned a valuable lesson. Trust God with my problems and keep focused on the moment at hand!
In February, my husband and I attended the Legacy Coalition annual conference for Grandparents. (See legacycoalition.com). The key point is to intentionally mentor your grandchildren in the faith as well as have fun with them. In addition to the keynote speakers, there was a wide array of break-out sessions that seemed to cover most grand-parenting situations. They also had a huge resource room of books and hands on materials. I highly recommend attending this conference, if you can.
One of the ways God blesses me and brings a smile to my heart and face is through His rainbows–the sign of His promise. Sometimes I’m blessed to see beautiful rainbows in the sky, such as the time I was walking in our neighborhood, crying out to the Lord for a sign of hope regarding my disabled son. As I rounded the corner, I saw a brilliant rainbow shining over his house! Other times, little “rainbows” dance upon the kitchen cupboards or the bedroom door, as the sun reflects off the beveled glass windows, creating colorful prisms.
One day, as I was bustling around the house and praying about certain concerns, I suddenly saw some prism rainbows on the bedroom door. I stopped abruptly and just gazed at them. Tears sprung to my eyes and I dropped to my knees in thanksgiving. God washed away all my concerns and filled my soul with peace as His love washed over me. I watched until the rainbows grew pale, then I got up. An instant later, they were gone. If I had not stopped the moment I saw them, I would have missed out on a priceless experience.
Then a thought came to mind. I know (intellectually) that God loves me and is always with me, but how often do I slow down enough to let His love splash over me? He is continually blessing me, but many times His “rainbows” are invisible and I fail to recognize them because I’m either too busy or too stressed.
O precious Lord, please open the eyes of my heart to see your love touches throughout the day. May I stop long enough to allow Your precious love and peace to flood my soul. In Jesus’ name, Amen.
God calls us to raise our children knowing Him and His standards of right and wrong. He also calls us to model good behavior (including confessing our mistakes, asking for forgiveness when we offend people, etc.) and He expects us to discipline our children, teaching them that there are consequences for bad decisions.
Thankfully, God is well aware of our individual weaknesses as people and as parents, and He is always willing to help us when we ask Him to. My husband and I needed continual wisdom and strength in raising our children.
The saying that “no man is an island” is true. Our behavior (good or bad) can impact far more people than we may ever be aware of. Let’s take a look at two fathers in the book of 1 Samuel in the Bible. Eli was Israel’s priest. His two wicked sons also served as priests. We learn in chapter two (verse 29) that Eli honored his sons more than the Lord. In chapter three (verses 13-14) the Lord foretold the terrible consequences Eli’s family would suffer because Eli knew of their sins and “failed to restrain them.” Apparently, even though Eli asked his sons, “Why do you do such things?” (chapter 2, verse 23), he did nothing about it. He should have removed them from the priesthood. Confronting our children does little if there are no consequences for their actions.
Samuel was a godly judge and ruled Israel faithfully. In his old age, he appointed his two sons as judges for Israel. But “…his sons did not walk in his ways. They turned aside after dishonest gain and accepted bribes and perverted justice.” (chapter 8, verses 1-3). As a result, the nation demanded to have a king instead of these men. While the people suffered as a result of this decision, there is no record of God rebuking Samuel, so I assume that the Lord did not hold Samuel accountable for his sons’ decisions. We don’t know if Samuel was aware of their actions before the leaders came to him, or how he would have handled it if the people hadn’t demanded a king. We only know that his relationship with the Lord was intact and God did not rebuke Samuel.
As parents, we can only do so much. Our adult children will make their own choices but if our relationship with the Lord is still intact, we can pray for our children and trust in God’s love for them whether they are walking with Him or if they stray. He is faithful. We can do our best in raising them and then entrust them to the Lord.