Parental Mis-Perceptions

Hello. I am Coach Tonya now for our homeschool PE class. I coach 2nd and 3rd graders. They needed coaches and I had done it before, two years ago and loved it so volunteered. And I have already witnessed several mis-perceptions of parents. One was my own. I thought my daughter would not do well in sports because she prefers dolls and pretty pink things, and I was quite wrong. She is great and having and great time! Happy to be wrong. Another happened today when a parent dropped off the child and declared to the class that he was “shy”, to which he responded by acting shy (synonym of “fearful” to me in this context). The minute she was gone, I proceed treating him as if he was a bold leader (I am that way lol), and he was a great leader of the class and excelled and was outgoing. You see, people, and children much more quickly and easily, will rise to the level of the expectations of the leader/coach/parent. They will also fall to them. So always expect and declare good, positive things of your children or students. They will rise to them. Don’t carry your own limitations to them with your negative words or expectations. They are trying to learn and please and you must present positive values and expectations and words for them to aspire to. And they will. It is beautiful and exactly the way God wants and designed it to be. ❤

Kid’s First Performance

So, as I am allowing someone else who wanted to play the piano in the church band, I was freed up with time. And never fitting in at all sitting in a congregation, I asked where there was a need. And I am in children’s ministry. So now I am a 2nd and 3rd grade Sunday School teacher and am starting up a children’s choir. This morning we sang one praise song just to get our feet wet in front of the congregation. It was fantastic. The kids did great and the people encouraged them a lot afterward. That is the best thing you can do for your children… lovingly encourage them doing well and I might add what most adults are afraid to do. So that was beautiful. And Wednesday we start choir practice for the Christmas musical. I am super excited. Kids are amazing, even now in the midst of difficulties we never had. It is such an honor to work with them and help lead and encourage them and get really good truth lyrics locked in their heads to help with bad times. How many times God reminded me of truth from a song from childhood. To allow another generation to have that same luxury and experience is fantastic. I am super excited God trusted me with that. He is so good! ❤ 

Tickling the Ivories

Today I taught a person how to make and use chords on the piano. Having played a long time and taught a long time, it is only natural to be able to help those who really need help. But I have taken it to heart that when teaching anything you are gifted at and passionate about, you have to also trickle down a little passion for your craft. There is a responsibility on the teacher to teach the love as well as the lesson. Music and art and nature loving are all one breath to my lungs and if just one person appreciates those because of my training, I feel everything is worth this. They recorded my gifts from God and are meant to be shared but so much more the spark in my eyes, also from God. There is no other explanation. God moves in such beautiful ways and helping others appreciate that is such a great feeling.

A Special Renewed Strength

Generally, I have it all together and am the strongest person, at least internally, in the room. Not the best, not the prettiest, not the most talented, but the internally strongest and externally often. It is a gift God handed me down through my dad, not bragging just a factual gift. Since I lost the most important man in my life that I loved the most, I am now knee deep in weakness much of the time, never knowing when the tears will flow, not knowing when a laugh starts but turns suddenly to tears. It is a bizarre thing for one who truly understood her strength to turn into one that has no firm or consistent grasp of it. And let me tell you the ironic thing. I have heard it a million times where God says “In your weakness, I am strong.” To me, that had only been true in theory, in matters of the soul and Spirit, in moments of saying something to help them when they were weak. I have been injured but never floored weak before. And the saying is true. When I have been weakest, I have had a new strength rise up in me, largely because I feel genuinely weak and thus vulnerable. Vulnerability requires a great deal more faith and trust in God to handle things you face. You have to. But then, I have also experienced this weakness where I had no energy to pray and get refocused and then I just stayed weak and barely wanted to leave my bed. And other times that I forced my attention and focus to prayer and getting up and serving my kids or husband, I found that every time I attempted a step, it was met with enough strength for another. Then another. And this is the secret. So I find my strength renewed in an odd sort of seemingly wimpy but actually calling in the big guns spiritually way. And this is a new stronger strength than I have known, not dependent on my efforts and mental and physical prowess. It is based on God’s ability to pinch hit when I have a broken arm. Incredible lesson I wanted to share in case anyone needs hope and a handy secret weapon. You are most welcome. All good comes from God. 🙂