Our kids have been into David and Goliath for awhile now. So, I’m getting very familiar with the story. The other day at the library, they found a video on it from “The Beginner’s Bible.” I’m usually leery of Bible story videos, but this one was well done, and they’ve watched it many times. Those Old Testament stories are fascinating to me. I lose sight of the power and might of this God we serve…until I read those stories, and remember my God did that! There were times in my life where I’d be the first one in line to face that giant because of what I’d seen what God could do. Now, I find myself singing the song “My Savior, He can move the mountains. My God is Mighty to save….” And yet, like David’s brothers, cowering at the thought of God using me to do something great because it’s just much more comfortable in our little neighborhood.
Suburbia. A friend had used that term a few years ago, and I thought it was funny, thinking I so cannot relate. Well, it’s now very much a reality. It’s something we often talk about and pray against. There’s something so subtle and deceiving about it all. I’ve been proud that my kid is 1 of 2 (out of 16) who don’t have brand new gym shoes for him to wear once a week for 20 minutes! And I’ve grown content with these navy blue towels that we got for our wedding 6 1/2 yrs. ago when really beige would go better with our decor now. But ask me to step out and face a giant! That’s another story…
I’m not saying it’s bad to live in a nice house or neighborhood or have towels that match…or new gym shoes It’s just that my
kids can cry if their pretzels are broken, and that bothers me. There have been times this week I’ll say it’s
time for dinner, and they cry because they don’t want whatever I made. And that bugs me. I want my kids to learn gratitude, even when they
don’t have it all, because they have more than most people! And maybe I don’t want them to have more than most people. I don’t know.
I don’t really know how to end this. These are just some honest thoughts, not to look down on anyone at all. Just to say I want to live by faith, not security. And right now, I don’t know that I do. I don’t know what that looks like, but I want to be so close to my God like David that a giant would be nothing to face.
Oops…can’t forgot pics.
Spikes the other night, our beach volley tournament for the college students. The kids and I went for awhile, and they got to play at “the beach with no water.”
Miles and Jack have been little buddies these days. Jack bit Miles the other day, but then Miles pleaded that Jack wouldn’t get a spanking, “only a time out.” It’s been cool to see their friendship and loyalty grow.
–My favorite Jack quote of the week. They were talking on fake phones. I overhear Jack saying “Hello, stranger. Could you give me some of your candy, please?”
–Favorite Miles quote of the week: Andy and I were talking about when I was pregnant and had no appetite for coffee. Miles was listening in apparently, and a few hours later that afternoon, he brought me an apple. I asked what’s this for? Miles said “I brought you an apple so you can have your apple-tite back.” Hahahaha 🙂