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You’re a good good Father

“I have spread my dreams under your feet
tread softly, because you tread on my dreams.” 

~ William Butler Yeats, “He wishes for the cloths of heaven,” 1899

 “Don’t bargain with God. Be direct. Ask for what you need. This is not a cat-and-mouse, hide-and-seek game we’re in. If your little boy asks for a serving of fish, do you scare him with a live snake on his plate? If your little girl asks for an egg, do you trick her with a spider? As bad as you are, you wouldn’t think of such a thing—you’re at least decent to your own children. And don’t you think the Father who conceived you in love will give the Holy Spirit when you ask him?”
     ~ Luke 11:10-13
     We grow up, watching our parents, choosing the things we don’t like about the way they “parent us” claiming “I will never do that when I am a parent.  And then we become parents.
     We may not do the things we dreaded that our parents did, but somehow we come up with our own special glitch. Some that make our own children say, “When I am a parent, I will never do that.”  We try to step outside of our worst nightmares and do wonderful things for our children, and those are not to be discounted, but we also say things out of fear, hope, anger, dreams we never fulfilled that guide or sting our children.  Then they say, “I’ll never do that when I have kids.”
      The bottom line is: we all make wonderful choices, and awful mistakes.  It is so hard to give ourselves a break, and not focus on the things that hurt, the things that we would do differently.  The one thing that redeems us (my opinion) is that we have trained our children to know and love God, who is the perfect parent, the perfect friend.
     That is a wonderful thing.  When they look up, when they get to know God, God will fill in the gaps that we have missed, remove the splinters (if they allow it) that they have gotten caught on.
     Lord, you’re a good good Father and we thank you for straightening our course, tending our wounds, healing our hearts.
Because of Him,

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When you have brought up kids, there are memories you store directly in your tear ducts. 
                                      ~Robert Brault
These are the words in my mouth;
    these are what I chew on and pray.
Accept them when I place them
    on the morning altar,
O God, my Altar-Rock,
    God, Priest-of-My-Altar.
                                     ~ Psalm 19:14
     Today, I lift up all the parents, purposeful, accidental, by de-fault parents.  You who have it in your heart to train up your child in the way they should go, you who read countless blogs, read to your children, consult with physicians, drive your children to their activities, those who limit those activities so you can have dinner together several times a week.  
     I lift you up, those of you who are still children yourselves, those who mentor a child as if they are your own, those of you who take instruction, those of you who do not. 
     I lift you up those of you who homeschool, those of you who set your children’s boats off into the public schools letting them shine in the world, those of you who stopped smoking so your kids will grow up with healthier lungs.  
     Be ye lifted up those who color, read, swim, play dress-ups, run with, cheer on those children who have been given to you.
     Those who sit up praying, watching, soothing those children, you are lifted.
     I lift you up those of you who have tried so often and miscarried, those of you who do the physical therapy your children require, who cook, sing, build with your children.  
     I lift you up, those who let their children make your own mistakes, and are there for them when they discover a new path.  
     I lift you up to the everlasting Father, and leave this line for you to fill in your own request for being lifted : Lord, lift __________________ up today and everyday as they __________________.
     I lift those of you up who bend down, to reach a child, to get on your knees , who get down so your children can see the love in your eyes, the expression on your face.
     You will be comforted by the Heavenly parent who does the same for you, for me, for us.  Because this parent knows all the pain you have ever experienced.
     Finally, I lift all of you who have agonized over your decisions to give up your children, and pray for them every day, for those who have no strength to turn from dark places to find the light that is waiting for you, for those who see no end to the path other than another bend.  The God of love waits for you, watches you as you move on the path to God’s arms.
    Because of Him,

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You along the road…

The road that is built in hope is more pleasant to the traveler than the road built in despair, even though they both lead to the same destination. 

     ~Marian Zimmer Bradley
Attention, all! See the marvels of God!
    He plants flowers and trees all over the earth,
Bans war from pole to pole,
    breaks all the weapons across his knee.
“Step out of the traffic! Take a long,
    loving look at me, your High God,
    above politics, above everything.”
     ~ Psalm 46:8-10
     I had a whole other thought in my head about what to say this morning before I saw a post by a former student of mine.  He was driving along the road and saw a baby walking near the yellow line in the middle of the road.  He pulled over and picked up the baby and took him to the nearest house where he found the family around the dinner table…with nary a clue about the baby’s whereabouts.
     Here, the intent of the road builder played little part in the outcome, but this young father stepped out of the traffic and was the arms and hands of God in a very dangerous place.
Had it not been for John, the story might have had a very different outcome.
     You are the hands of God so very often, ministering to strangers, friends, enemies.  You may not see where your touch has an effect, but God knows.  I thank God for all of you, who take the time to stop, and look, and know that God loves you, and that you are the love of God on this road.
     Because of Him,

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There is nothing like staying at home for real comfort. 
     ~Jane Austen
So roll up your sleeves, put your mind in gear, be totally ready to receive the gift that’s coming when Jesus arrives. Don’t lazily slip back into those old grooves of evil, doing just what you feel like doing. You didn’t know any better then; you do now. As obedient children, let yourselves be pulled into a way of life shaped by God’s life, a life energetic and blazing with holiness. God said, “I am holy; you be holy.”
~ 1 Peter 1:13-16
     I had a class yesterday that came into the library, procured books, listened for instruction and then followed it.  It was a dream lesson, the kids did twice as much work as they might have, achieved the goal, and then offered to clean up.  I did not pinch myself, but I was tempted.  
     They were not stunt doubles, they were not clones, robots, automatons, they were kids who were coming back from a two week vacation that set well with them. They were ready for the old groove of learning.  Their readiness boosted my spirit!
     Then I received word of a group of children who are posting name meanings from the Urban Dictionary.  My heart was sick.  The Urban Dictionary has its place in reference for OLDER kids, but it absolutely has no place in an elementary school or on your child’s Instagram account.  The rules for the account include a child being 13 or older.  My fourth and fifth graders have accounts and are looking for the meaning of their names.  They are not using the skills that they have been taught to discern a good site from bad, and I will address that today in class.  Parents are either unaware, perhaps not computer savvy.  
     Today I will show them sites that are acceptable for looking up one’s name origin, and I’d be happy to share them with you, should you need them.  PLEASE ask your kids about their Instagram accounts, follow them on the account.  The name that you gave them is being ravaged and misshapen by a very old lifestyle, a very old menace who pops up everywhere in new ways.  Take care about the things that you post.  They are watching, listening, and learning.
     Let home be as much of a comfort as it can be.
Lord, help me to be a good example, a better listener, a holder of the line.  The children are watching, learning, and following.
Because of Him,

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Child is Father to the Man

First we are children to our parents, then parents to our children, then parents to our parents, then children to our children.  

     ~Milton Greenblatt

And this I pray, that your love may abound yet more and more in knowledge and in all judgment;

That ye may approve things that are excellent; that ye may be sincere and without offence till the day of Christ.

     ~ Philippians 1:9-10

I played house with my kindergarten friends.  I watched my children and my students play house.  The funniest/saddest story I ever heard was from a kindergarten teacher about two kids playing “Mommy and Daddy”.  

Couple having breakfast at the table.  Pretend coffee and bacon and eggs.  “Husband” is reading the paper which is a barrier between he and his “wife.”  He finishes his “coffee” folds his newspaper and leaves the table.  She says “Have a nice day,” goes to the phone and says, “You can come over now, he’s gone.”

When I heard the story the first time I laughed and laughed. And then I was so sad.  Those kids had learned a lesson that they never sat down and read about. 

I wonder how many lessons I will learn as I age and see them come back to me as I may need assistance, or slow down.  I wonder if I will hear what I wanted them to remember, and what they saw come back to me.  I am always amazed when some of my students folks talk in front of them and don’t think they understand. They are powerful listening devices.

Today, be kind as you possibly can be. Be sincere and as without offence as you can by following the child of Man, the precious Son of God.

Because of Him,



Child is Father to the Man – Beach Boys

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Speak, friend, and enter

     As parents, we must be convinced of our beliefs.  We must know where we stand, so that our children will know where they stand.

Kim Boyce, Contemporary Singer, Writer


[a]Ask, and it will be given to you; [b]seek, and you will find; [c]knock, and it will be opened to you. For everyone who asks receives, and he who seeks finds, and to him who knocks it will be opened.

Matthew 7: NASB


The Doors of Durin

“The doors bore a design engraved in ithildin, which mirrored only starlight and moonlight. When the moon was out in full and ancient words long-forgotten were spoken, fine silver lines would appear, outlining the secret door. The designs on the arch, which were made by the Elf Celebrimbor, included a hammer and an anvil (the emblems of Durin); a crown and seven stars; two trees surmounted by crescent moons; and a single star (the Star of the House of Fëanor). The inscription at the top of the arch read: “Ennyn Durin aran Moria. Pedo mellon a minno” – “The Doors of Durin, Lord of Moria. Speak, friend, and enter.” ”

(Wikipedia contributors. “Moria (Middle-earth).” Wikipedia, The Free Encyclopedia. Wikipedia, The Free Encyclopedia, 17 Jan. 2013. Web. 22 Jan. 2013.)

This scene from the Lord of the Rings has the fellowship arriving at the Doors of Durin on a shrouded night.  They discuss the possibilities of how to open the door, and the clouds pass, revealing the moon.  The words are then illuminated by moonlight.  Their meaning is simple, but their secret is disguised by a comma.  “Speak, friend, and enter.” are the key words.  The first sentence states what should be the obvious to the friends of Durin.  Frodo points out that it is a riddle, eliminating all the other words.

Gandalf tries simply reading the elvish, pushing against the doors, losing his temper. Finally when prompted by Frodo, reading only between the commas, he says the word “Friend” in elvish and the doors opened.  It required the light of the moon, the skill of the wizard, the innocence of the hobbit, to open the doors.

Sometimes, we complicate tasks because we try the same thing over and over expecting different results.  Frodo asks the right question, Gandalf speaks the word, the doors open.

I said yes to something last week that I have said no to for a very long time and that simple yes released years of feeling left out, barred, invisible.  It was my own failure to read between the commas for the offer of friendship.

Today, as you face the same events, routines, opportunities.  Read between the commas, you may just find a friend and a door that opens that has been shut until this moment.

Because of Him,


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January 22, 2013 · 11:33 am