Far, But Near

so i haven’t posted to this blog in a very long while.  but it has come to my attention, albeit in a sarcastic and quite unexpected email, that my (lack of) communication leaves some wanting.  in short, i haven’t done a very good job of balancing my home life with that of my extended family.  so, i am going to try to remedy that.  somehow.  not sure if this will work or not.  as i am just as busy as i ever was with being a wife, mom, RN, homeschooler, homemaker, and all the other tasks that are on my plate. 

but i am going to try. 

caveat:

please don’t hold me to a lofty expectation.  like posting every day (or week). or calling on the phone regularly.  or writing thank you notes on time (or even at all).  because i am just not good at that kind of thing.  i never have been.  getting married and having 4 children did not change that in me.  if anything, i am worse at it now than i ever have been.

please, don’t think that my lack of communication means i love you any less.  i have my regrets.  i know i didn’t do right by my uncle before he died.  i know i didn’t do enough with my grandmother before she died.  i know i could be calling more, or sacrificing more, or visiting more.

please, don’t let the burden be only on me. you are just as responsible for keeping in touch as i am.  and to be sure, if you found me lacking, maybe you should take the plank out of your own eye before pointing out mine. eh?

so. here goes.

and let me tell you.  i will not hide my faith any longer from you.  i will no longer shrink in fear that you won’t approve of my parenting skills, or my abilities as a wife.  my finances aren’t your business.  my church home isn’t your business.  if i choose to spend my free time with my husband instead of indulging in “me” time, that is my business also.  i am tired of trying to gloss over who i am just so you will accept me.  doesn’t work anyway.  i cannot pretend any longer that i am the daughter/sister you dream of.  sorry i disappoint so. 

whew.  now that is out of the way, let’s get on with filling you in on the details of our lives.  if you are brave enough.

a little (shaming) goes a long way

 

my second son turned 8 a few weeks ago.  his grandpa is very generous and always sends him some cash to spend as he likes.  yesterday was our shopping trip. 

he had been talking since his birthday party that he wanted to buy his guests presents as thank yous.  i kept telling him that the treat bags mom worked so hard on (and spent some dough on, too) were ample thanks, as well as thank you cards.  well, he was not to be swayed.  i am ashamed to admit that we got into a tearful argument (on both sides) about the spending of his birthday money.  i wanted him to spend his money on himself since he rarely gets to do that, and he wanted to buy a bunch of stuff for others. 

the Holy Spirit spoke volumes to me on our drive to the W.  it is his money, after all, and who the heck am i to squelch his generous heart???  after we arrived in the parking lot, i turned and spoke gently to him, humbly apologizing for my own behavior and asking his forgiveness.  we headed into the store with uplifted hearts and beelined to the toy department.

he picked out some nice gifts for his friends, then went to work looking for himself.  we spent at least 30 minutes in the LEGO aisle.  at the end of the aisle was a Hero Factory kit that had a clearance tag on it "$16.50".”  He thought that was a pretty good deal and asked how much he had left.  we counted it up, and to his dismay, he was too short to get anything for his 3 siblings.  we talked, me on one knee, and him with tears, about what we could do.  i gently suggested that we find out when his friends’ birthdays were, and save up some allowance to buy them gifts on their special days.  his eyes lit up, and we put the items back, then looked for his sibs presents. 

we then did the rest of our shopping and headed to the check-out...

that took a while.  it is the big W, ya know.

i had put my groceries up first, and at the last minute, decided to use the bar to separate out my stuff from his. 

i am so glad i did, because otherwise i would have missed God blessing my son!

we get to his stuff, and by my estimation, he is going to get about $2 in change. 

he got a crisp $10 bill. 

wha???

we looked at the receipt a little closer when we got past the register, and to my surprise, his LEGO toy rang up as $7.  Less than half the price tag.  Clearance item?  who knows... nothing indicated sale on the receipt.

so you ready for a little more shaming of his mama??

we get in the car, talking about how cool it was that his total was less than we expected.  his first thought on this truth sinking in??

“Now I have enough to buy a game for T and C!!! (his friends from the party).”

my son, who has such an issue with anger and what to do with it, didn’t think of himself.  he thought of his friends.  i broke into tears and explained to him how God had blessed him with a generous spirit just like his daddy.  (his mama lacks one)

i love how God takes moments like this one and shows me a glimmer of what is to come in my children’s lives.  this child, this fists balled up in anger, screaming at the top of his lungs that no one loves him, punching walls child, has a generous heart that surpasses any of my expectations. 

i thank God for not letting me miss the moment. 

advent... fail

 

just a note:

this is not a reflection on the quality of “truth in the tinsel.” amanda did an amazing job creating an advent calendar that reflects beautifully on the events of Jesus’ birth. we will definitely do this again! the daily readings were well thought out and the daily craft solidified the story and provided extra hours of role play for my kiddos to reenact the events. i HIGHLY recommend it!!

in 2011 i purchased  Truth in the Tinsel.  it was all over the blogosphere and i thought it would be awesome to do with the kids.  i never got my act together with supplies or anything, and i was working full time nights, so it never made it off the computer.

this year was gonna be different! i was prepared!

in early November, i sent the file to my hubby to print (he has a laser printer... way faster than mine)

i made a list immediately of the things we didn’t have in our craft closet.  i even read through the material to see what the ornaments looked like and what we could substitute.

went to walmart to get all the extra supplies (we weren’t missing too many). 

we cut out the countdown squares and put them on the wall in one of our pocket charts.

the children were excited to do this.

we started strong.  i had 1.5 weeks off at the beginning of the month (weird scheduling thing) and we were off and running!  even the moose participated!

then, disaster.  i had to work.  i forgot to get the craft ready for daddy.  have no fear, he improvised!!  he used paper plates for zecheriah and sent me pics while i was at work.  awesome job!!

then, the busyness of the season took over, the kids stopped asking about the craft, and around day 12 we stopped altogether. 

*sigh*

i had such high hopes for our advent season. 

another mommy fail...

there is always next year, right?