My One Little Word for 2013: All

It's not such a little word, really. Three of the biggest letters ever.

"Everyone" is choosing their one little word for the year, the one word to focus on and strive towards. Something to motivate when the resolutions run aground. Mine usually falter somewhere around January 21, because I'm kind of a 3-week person. After 3 weeks, I tend to fall back to old patterns and worn grooves.

So choosing one little word might work for me. I've always been a "word person". Different words speak to me in different seasons, words like balance, perspective, and simplicity. In fact, those three words were going to title this blog but alas, sarcasm won out.

All.

That's the word for me. Not "all" as in do it all or be it all, whatever it is. Not "all" in an exaggerated, all-the-time kind of a way. It's actually "all" more like I already have it all.

His divine power has given to us all things that pertain to life and godliness, through the knowledge of Him who called us by glory and virtue, - {2 Peter 1:3 NKJV}

I chose all because I knew it would come up a lot, in scripture and conversation and my admonishments to my kids. I knew I would be reminded often - something I desperately need - to think on all He's done and all I need and doing all for Him.

I knew that one little word would become huge to me, and I think I need for small things to become big this year. Like the widow who put in the small all that she had.

I need to be small, myself.

So here's to all of you and all of our needs being met in Him. Here's to all the laundry and dirty dishes, all the heartaches and victories, all the runny noses and bad attitudes and each and every Word of scripture that is God-breathed and just for us.

May you find all you need in Him this year.

Do you have one word for the year? I'd love to hear it, and you're welcome to include a link in the comments to your blog post about it. No blog? Share your word anyways.

 

 

The Value of You, Right Where You Are

Already, there is this desire to choose.
Are we born with that?  Do we come from the womb defiant at the choices made for us?
Why did God put me here?  Why am I different?  Maybe I am not supposed to be in this family, in this place.
He's seven and where did he get these questions?
The not-belonging and the longing for something else, something we know nothing about, all those thoughts started in the garden.
Adoption is not all warm-fuzzy and we never thought it would be.  Sometimes, it is such a clear picture of our life in Christ, of God choosing us and giving us family.
But truly, we have to choose that adoption for ourselves.  It's the one case where we do choose our Parent, but do we ever really get to choose our place?
He's seven and he is upset about some discipline handed out, and isn't that when we all question our place?
So he thinks he belongs somewhere else but he doesn't see the big picture.
Like the children of Israel longing for Egypt.
I tell Ethan that we couldn't hold him and love him and laugh with him while he was in India. That we're all different, with different gifts and personalities and talents, different colored skin and eyes and hair, but God has put us together and our family is perfect this way.
I give him a hug and tell him I love him, because that's what he really wants.
Do you ever question your place?
Do you possibly mistrust the God Who holds your breath, the One Who preappointed your times and the boundaries of your dwelling? (Acts 17:26)
Do you long to be somewhere bigger, better, more important or more satisfying?
Wherever you are, God is sovereign.  Whatever your struggle, rest in His handling of it.  He sees the biggest picture.
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Counting all the gifts this week, some of them numbered here:
291.  Jacob enjoying the outdoors, and waking up thankful for his bedroom - the deer, the turkeys, the yellow birds at the feeder outside his window
292. our first 7-miler in 7 months
293. hot water and epsom salts, the morning after 7 miles
294. Ethan, the first child up this morning, monopolizing the one-on-one time
295. this verse:
And by Him everyone who believes is justified from all things from which you could not be justified by the law of Moses.
~ Acts 13:39
296. children with eyes to see His goodness and to delight in His creation (Jacob calling me upstairs this morning to see the bird in the window, because he knows I love birds!)
297. Sisters making a picnic

Choosing Rightly {Overwhelmed by Your Options?}

How do you  make choices in this world of infinite options?  And are some decisions just too small to fuss over, or do you think He cares about them all?  I'm curious.

Sometimes the problem is not that you don't have enough options.

It's not that you have a big decision to make and your choices are just too few, and you feel forced to choose between the lesser of two evils.

The problem  sometimes is that there are just so many good choices.

Whether it's which charity to support, which cause to throw your voice behind, which restaurant to eat at, which outfit to wear, or what books to read.  Being in the Land of the Free can be such a huge burden.

A friend asks for homeschool advice, which curriculum to use, what do I love the most?  Do I open up the myriad of catalogs-websites-books-opinions out there and boggle her with the next 12 years of planning her child's life?  Do I tell her all the pros and cons and finish with, "But whatever works for your family!"?

I need toothpaste.

Whitening, natural, sensitive, mint, cool mint, peppermint, or spearmint?

Bible?  KJV, NKJV, NIV, ESV, NASB…

And do I expose my kids to this smorgasbord?  Do I give them so many choices for breakfast that they feel entitled to always have it their way? 

It used to be nothing but oatmeal.  Why did I waffle?  What have I done to the simple life I wanted for us?

I like having choices, don’t get me wrong.  I like what I like and sometimes I like to change what I like.

But I get easily overwhelmed.  When it seems like the decisions are huge and there can only be one choice that's right, I feel like that man at the fair, juggling knives.

You'd better get this right.

But there are a few things I've learned about making decisions, mostly from my husband.

1. God knows your heart.

This brings me peace in the swirling.  He's not waiting to pounce if I choose A instead of B, not crossing His fingers hoping I make the right decision.  If my heart is right with the Lord and I am not purposely ignoring Him, I can trust His guiding.  I can rest in His grace.

He has shown you, O man, what is good; And what does the LORD require of you.  But to do justly, To love mercy, and to walk humbly with your God? - {Mic 6:8 NKJV}

Doesn't He make it simple for me?

Yes.  Because I need that.

And I need to know that He sees me as His child, trying to please Him but getting sticky jam-fingers all over the kitchen.  Would He scold me for the jam and tell me that He wanted eggs, not toast?

2.  Once you make the decision, go with it.

I had to choose a sink recently.  I stressed over it, really.  Stainless, I knew for certain.  One-hole, definitely.  Deep enough for a big pot.  But in order to have a row of drawers to the left of the sink, I had to order one narrower than my current sink.

Would I like it?  Would it work for our family?  Should I choose a bigger sink instead of the drawers?

Because now  is the time to decide…this isn't something we can just change later if it doesn't work out.

I ordered the smaller one and decided  I would like it.  It would be perfect and I'd be happy and it all would be great.  And guess what?

It is.

That's not to say that we need a 'my way or the highway' attitude.  Not to close ourselves off from other opinions or suggestions or, especially, clear direction from the Lord that we are wrong.

But just that convincing yourself is sometimes the biggest obstacle and once you've narrowed down the choices, prayed, sought counsel, and have peace, go for it.

And I know, it was just a sink.

But if you're choosing something a little more life changing than a sink,  pray, read, ask, pray again, check your heart, and go for it.  Move forward until God tells you otherwise.

In the fear of the LORD there is strong confidence, And His children will have a place of refuge. - {Pro 14:26 NKJV}

3. Deal with your mistakes.

You will choose the wrong thing sometimes.

Some mistakes only require a little paint to fix, or a phone call or a letter or some elbow-grease.

Some mistakes really can't be fixed, but you can start doing things right from this point on.  You can own up to the mistake and endure patiently, you can trust God through the consequences, and you'll have gained wisdom when it's all said and done.

We'll know more when it's over,  my husbands says.

Maybe you chose the wrong job or the wrong neighborhood or the wrong way to spend your time.  Maybe it was the wrong 'parenting technique' and now you feel like it's too late.

It's not.  Start doing the right thing now.  

Maybe you feel like you chose the wrong spouse, in which case I would refer you to #2 above and pray that you pour yourself into  being the right spouse.

Whatever the mistake, there is grace sufficient for a repentant heart, and times of refreshing will come (Acts 3:19). That's always the best choice.

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Choosing thanks....

250. starting over, again, because Mercy is new every morning

251. friends and family that stop by

252. my 'new-to-me' computer hutch, given by a friend

253. unprompted apologies

254. Jan : )

255. Academy for Character Education

256. odd jobs

257. two red-winged blackbirds out the window

258. sunshine and fresh air in the morning

259. 5 flat acres, a creek, good neighbors, and no oak trees  : )

260. crazy kids in the creek

261. 6 minuscule fish that become 22 whoppers in Ethan's retelling of it