The Mindset Change

My son is about to turn 14. He still amazes me at the strangest times. We were walking to Circle K for a polar pop, as usual, and we were just chatting about shallow things, like his inline skates (which he is very into right now) and birthday plans and so on. Out of nowhere, I am compelled to tell him how proud I am of who he is now. He tells me “Sorry it took me a while to get motivated. You always tried to motivate me but it had to be my choice.” Amazing insight!

So, he elaborated without one word from me and said that we had been through a lot, and he hated it at the time and was angry but now he is so thankful because he understands so much about life and saw how God was always taking care of him. And he says he is way better off than any other guys his age because he gets how addictions and being selfish and all those things affect a family and not to do them on purpose. He continued that we can either be bitter or use that information to live smarter and better. He sees how much better of a person he is when he reads his Bible and prays and wants to keep doing that all his life.

I was amazed and teared up. God is good, friend. Keep showing them and loving them and let God bring them home. Praise God!😄❤

I Got Friends in High Places

Recently, I have been blessed with hope from friends and my Great Aunts in high places. I am so blessed to have them. I do not people often because people are often times all about themselves and I think too much of myself as it is. I want and have (praise God!) friends who focus on God. That is where I want to be. I don’t want company in the dirt, I want to be lifted up into the air. I want to be closer to Jesus Christ, my Savior. Another source of hope was my fantastic devotional Jesus Calling. It point me to Jesus all the time and is worded from the Bible as a note to me from Jesus directly. And I have found myself randomly just blurt out “I trust you, Jesus” and that helps focus me on what is important. My strength is in the Lord, no matter how strong I am. I am just a little girl without the power of the resurrection and Holy Spirit. God is so good and I am so blessed to remind me of that. 😄❤

Painting Mom’s House

Mom’s kitchen was an ugly dark apricot color and now it is a light, creamy color. I am going to carry that color into her laundry room. This will help a lot. Part of the reason is for her enjoyment, as she always hated that dark apricot color and part is for resale. She is n planning to move into an apartment soon that can handle a wheelchair. So, it serves mom in two ways.

Things like this don’t take tons of time or money but make a huge difference in someone’s world. When you reach into someone’s world, it is meaningful to them and accomplishes showing love and serving God. When we do anything for anyone, we do that for the Lord. Always worth it!!😄❤

Homeschooling

This year is busier than last year. I am being much more proactive with my kids’ schooling and life training. This has been a journey of improvement spiritually, physically and mentally that I have been on and decided to take my kids on with me for I see the benefits and inner peace (which term they stole from Christianity and not the other way around) and inner joy it gives. I want my family to have this too, so I am pulling and sharing with them in the journey more. And although we are practicing greater physicality, we are also practicing greater pauses. And the schoolwork is harder because we are at critical grades- 3rd and 7th.

All this to say that parenting is extremely time-consuming. However, I know two things: 1. God has time for all of us, loves us and can pick up any slack we lack; and 2. My kids and their future depend on my input so it is worth every humbling moment I put their needs before mine. It is that simple. 😄❤

My Take on Modern vs Pre-Modern Feminism

Being a middle-aged (what an ugly word!) woman, who is a Christian, a doctor, a mother, a wife, a pianist, a singer/songwriter, band leader/manager, an artist and a teacher, among other things, I am qualified to speak of “feminism”. In addition, my mom is a pre-modern feminist. She, like most Pre-Modern feminists, believed a woman had rights, like the right to vote, work, hold office, go to school for any profession, manage money, etc. I think most people who support the dignity of human life believe these rights are intrinsically valuable for all people no matter what gender or heritage. Jesus Christ held every person as equal and our country in law has done so since its infancy, despite the upholding of those rights as more recent an event. But I digress.

This new modern feminism, however, is much different. It has mutated from God-given equality to a prideful sort of superiority that rather disgusts rather than insights respect. It has become a right to kill your own baby in your protected womb, the right to put good men down, the right to get a job before a man does just because of gender and not merit, a rage at anything resembling housewives, even if it is theirchoice, etc. It is unnatural and divisive, a tool of the enemy.

We need to get back to swing the pendulum back to a normalcy, a picture of the value of women in the home to manage and nurture, to carry and raise children as designed, to encourage and support our husbands and parents, to foster love and peace in the home, to work at what we do with care and emphasis on improvement.

We are all responsible for the roles God gave us in His wisdom and love. And we will answer to Him how well we performed them. 😄❤