Maternal Musings: A Mother Reminisces

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“As thou knowest not what is the way of the spirit, nor how the bones do grow in the womb of her that is with child:
even so thou knowest not the works of God who maketh all.”

(Ecclesiastes 11:5)

After the Great End-of-Summer Arm Incident, I was bathing my child again. As I recalled the days of the totally dependant infant in the baby tub, I had to admit that he was considerably bigger now, and much more independent. Where did the time go? I wondered. Each evening before the bath, we secured a plastic bag around the injured arm to prevent the cast from getting wet. I scratched as far into the cast as my pen could reach to alleviate the incessant itching. I watched him learn to eat proficiently with his left hand. Could I have seen this set of circumstances coming? Hardly. Do I have “mommy superpowers” to avert all of life’s painful lessons or shield my children from major hurt or discomfort? Clearly not.

Because – wonder of wonders! – pressure causes us to grow…no matter what our age may be. This child astonished me by figuring out a way to hold his sticks (cast and all!) and play the drums that he loves so much within 2 weeks of his injury. It was as if something inside wouldn’t let him just sit down, do nothing, and be sad. He missed being in his bed (the top bunk) – so he was climbing back up there within weeks (yikes!). A few weeks later, though he couldn’t play badminton with his sister, he went to kick the soccer ball around in the backyard while wearing his protective brace (I was terrified and wanted him outfitted with a battle tank).

I am thankful that God covers us. He is our Protector – and has been from the very beginning. We really can rest in Him. He has ALL POWER…and that trumps “mommy superpowers” any day. 🙂

“13 For thou hast possessed my reins: thou hast covered me in my mother’s womb.

14 I will praise thee; for I am fearfully and wonderfully made: marvellous are thy works; and that my soul knoweth right well.

15 My substance was not hid from thee, when I was made in secret, and curiously wrought in the lowest parts of the earth.

16 Thine eyes did see my substance, yet being unperfect; and in thy book all my members were written, which in continuance were fashioned,
when as yet there was none of them. ”

(Psalm 139:13-16)

Extreme Makeover: Arm Edition

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“Make me to hear joy and gladness; that the bones which thou hast broken may rejoice.”

(Psalm 51:8)

A bit o’ humor…since sometimes you have to laugh to keep from crying… 🙂

Back in August, my son told our pastor that “God had done this to him.” He was quickly corrected when Pastor asked, “YOU chose to disobey your father, didn’t you?” My son nodded in agreement. “So that was your choice to jump off the sliding board/monkey bars – God didn’t do that to you, did He?” “No sir,” was the penitent reply.

How many times do we put things on others (including God) when we’re really just reaping the consequences of our own unwise, impulsive, or deviously calculated poor decisions?

I remembered seeing my firstborn laying in the Emergency Room hooked to the IV going in and out of consciousness saying, “Daddy’s gonna spank me…” I just caressed his face, attempting to calm and soothe him, but knowing that when he was healed up, this was gonna be the lesson of a lifetime. His injury (and its accompanying pain and discomfort) were already speaking louder than any physical discipline that could be administered.

Plans can change so quickly – in an instant. I’d taken Friday afternoon as a vacation ½ day so we could get ahead of traffic for our scheduled ministry-related short road trip. We’d arranged a hotel reservation for our family and were looking forward to hearing the Word. Even so, we never know how a day will end.

Our God is gracious and His lovingkindness endures to His children forever – even in the midst of painful processes. In retrospect, I can say this wasn’t the worst thing that could have happened to my child. He was even blessed enough to get his cast off the very DAY before the new school year began – though I’m sure he wouldn’t have minded not writing for a few weeks! Sure, it was no fun for an energetic boy to have to sit out from Physical Education and recess for the first month of school, but it was part of his lesson on the consequences of our actions. Some things just can’t be erased by saying, “I’m sorry” or “I won’t do that again.”

But two months later, he has been restored. The doctors tell me that the mended, regenerated bones that were broken are probably stronger now than the bones in his other (unharmed) arm. Isn’t that just like our God – to make us better than we had been as we yield to His process? Who wouldn’t allow Him to work on the inside each day? After all, He is our Creator; He knows what He’s doing to bring about our expected end. I challenge you to trust the Lord with your inner makeover…starting now.

“He keepeth all his bones: not one of them is broken.”

(Psalm 34:20)

“For I know the thoughts that I think toward you, saith the LORD, thoughts of peace, and not of evil, to give you an expected end.”

(Jeremiah 29:11)

Humpty Dumpty Had a Great…Emergency!

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Was it a fall…or a jump? Either way the children’s story goes, I’ve been told that most little boys have at least one Superman episode…to make a long story short, my son’s just occurred.

They say the best time to prepare for an emergency is before it’s necessary. How do I know? Because I got a call at work this past Thursday around 11:30 a.m. that my son had jumped from the top of the sliding board (or fallen from the monkey bars, depending on the iteration of the story) during a field trip to the park – and his arm was twisted, mangled, and – I was told – dislocated. This was no time to practice the peace the comes only from resting in the presence of God – it was “go time.”

Instead of relying on my less-than-stellar sense of direction, I printed a quick set of MapQuest directions to the hospital, and off I zoomed. When my co-worker generously offered to drive me to my car (which I would’ve had to reach after a 2 block walk to the train, then a 10 minute ride), her quick thinking and thoughtfulness helped me arrive at the hospital 10 minutes before my child and his caregiver. And it was a blessing that a parent chaperone for the field trip just happened to be a nurse…whose daughter had broken her little arm a few months prior. It was no coincidence that this woman knew exactly what to do to calm my hysterical child. God is so faithful!

Well, after 7 x-rays, a couple of shots of morphine, tears too numerous to tally, (and a partridge in a pear tree, it felt like), Emergency Room staff confirmed that both of his forearm bones (ulna and radius) were indeed broken. And to think that my biggest decision that morning was what time I’d go get a mani/pedi…and wax the fuzzy caterpillars still (unfortunately) adorning my forehead. As a parent, it’s a matter of priorities; I resigned myself not to think about the unruly, bushy eyebrows anymore. However, I digress…

The entire ER staff at Levine Children’s Hospital was absolutely EXCEPTIONAL during the 6+ hours we were there. My child had some pretty strong “dreams” as a result of the anesthesia (conscious sedation, I believe they called it) and it took him a couple of hours to shake off the grogginess enough to come home. However, after eating a popsicle and evidencing that the drugs had worn off significantly, he was discharged until a 1-week follow-up appointment. I had no complaints because I’m very aware that some mothers don’t leave the ER with their children in one piece. As we headed for x-rays, we passed a young girl with her neck in an immobilizing brace; I know our story could have ended in such a different way. Yet, by Sunday, my son was back to his jovial self – and sporting his blue cast, complete with signatures.

So goes another chapter in the “growing up” saga…for both child and parent. Since my “fix the pain” threshold usually ends at “Band-Aid duty,” God definitely carried me through the day with His grace. Considering that I was whining about pulling teeth for the past couple of years, I’m a witness that promotion truly comes from the Lord! Before this set of circumstances, my honorary MD stood for “Mommy Dentist,” but I dare say that I’ve been elevated to “Mommy Doctor.” I am grateful.

Thank the Lord that He is able to put us back together again! May we daily walk in obedience to reap the rewards of righteousness and enjoy the protective benefits of yielding to God’s authority.

“Have mercy upon me, O LORD; for I am weak: O LORD, heal me; for my bones are vexed.”

(Psalm 6:2)

“Be not wise in thine own eyes: fear the LORD, and depart from evil.

It shall be health to thy navel, and marrow to thy bones.”

(Proverbs 3:7-8)

The broken right arm - what a shape...

By Design

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design – plan, aim, blueprint, outline, pattern, intention, purpose, point, target, goal

Two encounters in the past two days reminded me of God’s faithfulness to adjust (correct, fine-tune, change, alter, regulate, amend, modify, tweak) us for His glory. I encourage you to acknowledge daily that God’s design for your life is much greater than anything you can imagine!

Encounter 1

Yesterday, my gym held an Open House event with outside vendors. While I excitedly anticipated a complimentary eyebrow waxing, I arrived to discover that the waxing vendor never confirmed – and I’d even called her myself a few days prior to see what time she’d be at the gym. (Maybe it sounds like overkill, but if you’d seen the fuzzy caterpillars on my forehead, you’d understand my urgency with nailing down this time and date of service). Nevertheless, God had an even more delightful treat in store for me. As I went to change into my workout clothes, I spotted makeup artist Sissy Duncan (and her seemingly endless array of eye, cheek, and lip palettes – oooh, aaah!) set up in the bathroom – this was a definite “goodie” upgrade, and a motivating incentive for me to finish my entire 30-minute date with the elliptical machine to earn this treat.

After drying off and cooling down, I eagerly hopped into her chair and she went to work on my face for a 10-minute touch-up. She gave me a natural look, but it was polished and refined (quite an enhancement since I hadn’t put on any makeup before leaving the house that morning). I left feeling significantly prettier, but I couldn’t see the details under the gym bathroom’s lighting. I knew I looked better leaving than when I’d walked in, but I didn’t notice how dramatic the difference was until I got onto the mirrored elevator back in my building – 5 blocks up the street. I literally did a double take when I saw the impact of the “smoky eye” technique…I said, “This girl’s work is absolutely slammin’!” While her concealer worked wonders, she brought out a light in my eyes I didn’t know was there! I do a pretty good job with my own makeup when I put effort into getting all “gussied up,” but Sissy made it obvious that technique, experience, and quality products make a world of difference. Not only was she well-trained, but she was dedicated to passionately perfecting her craft for ultimate customer satisfaction.

As her business name implies, I left Sissy’s presence feeling Simply Beautiful. When I willingly yielded to being malleable clay in her hands, she created a work that improved upon the original. God will do the same with us when we choose to obey His way instead of stubbornly resisting (or refusing!) the work of His molding, shaping, and sculpting tools in our lives.

Encounter 2

One of my teammates has been developing a database for the past few months. This morning, she asked to view something on my screen because it looked weird on hers. Peering at my screen, she murmured, “You’re definitely supposed to see that “Upcoming Action Items” field, and the “Create” button is off…too far to the right.” I thought it looked a bit strange, but I had no frame of reference or specifications to compare it to. Since she helped design it from scratch, she immediately noticed the inconsistency, discrepancy, and contradiction between “what is” and “what should be.” Not only was she able to detect an issue, but she knew how to fix it!

She thanked me for my time, then headed back to her desk to work out the bugs. I sensed her irritation and slight annoyance that it wasn’t working as intended. Could it be that God feels the same way when we don’t walk in the path He’s laid out for us? How are we “showing up” as His children? Do our actions “look weird” or incongruent with our professed Christian witness on the screen of life because we’re “a bit off”…too far to one side or the other? Let us commit each day to walk in obedience – according to the design of God’s plan for our lives. After all, He is sovereign!

“O house of Israel, cannot I do with you as this potter? saith the LORD. Behold, as the clay is in the potter’s hand, so are ye in mine hand, O house of Israel.”

(Jeremiah 18:6)

“For I know the thoughts that I think toward you, saith the LORD, thoughts of peace, and not of evil, to give you an expected end.”

(Jeremiah 29:11)

A Joyful Heart, A Right Attitude

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While waiting for this morning’s train, I saw an older gentleman doing his job. It’s not what he was doing that caught my attention as much as how he did it. You see, he wore plastic gloves and a fluorescent safety vest for visibility, and he was wiping down the railings near the train stop. It wasn’t a particularly prestigious task, and he was hardly noticed by most of the waiting commuters. However, the vigor and intention with which he wiped down those posts really ministered to me!

I thought, “If I had this brother’s positive outlook while doing my own work, what could I accomplish today that would bring honor to God?” In that moment, that man was engaged in pure worship to his Creator. He was thankful for having a job, and that was evident in his purposeful actions, pace, upbeat attitude, and demeanor. He commanded respect; he was so focused that I wanted to greet him with a hearty, “Good morning, sir!” It didn’t matter that he wasn’t wearing a 3-piece suit or working on a job making a 6-figure salary. He carried himself in a way that exuded gratitude, and that was a great practical devotion for me!

Today, check what you’re emitting. If it’s time for an attitude adjustment because others don’t see the joy of the Lord in you as you progress through your workday, give God full access to your control panel – and allow Him to tweak you for His glory.

“Who shall ascend into the hill of the LORD? or who shall stand in his holy place?

He that hath clean hands, and a pure heart; who hath not lifted up his soul unto vanity, nor sworn deceitfully.

He shall receive the blessing from the LORD, and righteousness from the God of his salvation.”

(Psalm 24:3-5)

“Servants, obey in all things your masters according to the flesh; not with eyeservice, as menpleasers; but in singleness of heart, fearing God;

And whatsoever ye do, do it heartily, as to the Lord, and not unto men;

Knowing that of the Lord ye shall receive the reward of the inheritance: for ye serve the Lord Christ.”

(Colossians 3:22-24)

From Birth to Cap, Gown, & Tassel in 60 Seconds Flat

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I hadn’t planned to cry. I was genuinely excited about seeing all the “little people” (many of whom were almost as tall as me) dressed in white for the Kindergarten Promotion Ceremony. As they began the processional, “Pomp and Circumstance” blared through the distorted sound system. Uh oh – I reached for my tissue as I remembered holding my daughter as a toothless newborn what seemed like just a few months ago. The music swelled and a drumroll signaled a crescendo; I remembered her first steps, eating solid food, first tooth lost…

I dabbed my eyes a bit more as I realized how much they’d all grown this year. There was no chaos or extraneous chatter – the classes stood and were seated in the orderly manner they were instructed. It was beautiful to behold. The parents, on the other hand, followed directions worse – when instructed to hold applause until the end of each class’ names being called, parents began loudly calling out their children’s names. I know we’re all proud, but really…a bit of decorum helps us all, folks. However, I digress… She waved at me as she crossed the stage. What a remarkably beautiful young lady she’s becoming…must not think of wedding yet…Sweet 16 comes first…oh Lord, help me!

To the tune of “New York, New York,” they sang (as only children can), “Start spreadin’ the news, we’re leavin’ today…we wanna be a part of it, First Grade, First Grade…if we can make it here, we’ll make it anywhere…so here we come,First Grade, First Grade!” That did it! I didn’t downright boo-hoo, but I was much more emotionally sensitive than I expected to be. The icing on the cake was when the principal announced them as the Graduating Senior Class of 2023 – I went there. In an instant, I reflected on my own high school graduation and how my parents were so proud of me after all they’d put into raising me. Now here I was full circle in the process.

The children turned the tassels on their plastic-coated mortarboards. “Gee, they’re really growing fast!” I sighed wistfully as I prepared to return to work, beaming inside and out. Next school year will be another new leg of this journey called growth, development, and maturity.

“As newborn babes, desire the sincere milk of the word, that ye may grow thereby:”

(I Peter 2:2)

“But grow in grace, and in the knowledge of our Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ. To him be glory both now and for ever. Amen.”

(II Peter 3:18)

Success = Consistent Progress (and vice versa)

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I have each child’s report card in front of me, and I‘m so proud that both of them received straight 3s (consistently meets expectations) for all 4 consecutive quarters of the school year! Not that it was easy, but my hubby and I kept prodding them, and they kept pressing. Their stellar report cards (along with quarterly awards recognition for Academic Excellence, Exemplary Citizenship, Perfect Attendance, and Accelerated Reader) provide an accurate reflection of the hard work they did all year long.

As a self-described “artistic type,” I had great disdain for consistency in my younger years; truthfully, I thought it was boring. However, maturity has taught me that some achievements only come as a result of consistent effort and execution. I relied too heavily on chance or being fortunate when I could’ve been assured of my outcome from the beginning if I’d been willing to do the same thing each time – start early (instead of waiting until the last minute), take time to study and do research (instead of cramming and flying by the seat of my pants on what I thought sounded good), and apply myself consistently (instead of being sporadic, unpredictable, and driven by whatever mood I happened to be in).

Funny how it took my own children in elementary school to drive this lesson home to me, but I’ve finally “got it” and I understand the importance of consistency. I believe God uses our children to help bring us to where we need to be. There was no way I could help my son do well with his Science Fair project if I didn’t face my own anxiety over the subjects of Math and Science. I really can’t stand to dust and ironing is a foreign concept (though I love to vacuum), but that matters not since I’m responsible for training my children in proper housekeeping techniques. So in order to accurately demonstrate the skills and provide a credible example, I have to get over myself. May we as parents and leaders be ever mindful of the critical role we play in developing those following in our footsteps.

Congratulations to all graduates celebrating the fruit of your labor – job well done! Be richly blessed as you advance to the next level of applying yourself to be excellent in Christ. 🙂

“Only be thou strong and very courageous, that thou mayest observe to do according to all the law, which Moses my servant commanded thee: turn not from it to the right hand or to the left, that thou mayest prosper withersoever thou goest.

This book of the law shall not depart out of thy mouth; but thou shalt meditate therein day and night, that thou mayest observe to do according to all that is written therein: for then thou shalt make thy way prosperous, and then thou shalt have good success.”

(Joshua 1:7-8)

“I press toward the mark for the prize of the high calling of God in Christ Jesus.”

(Philippians 3:14)

The End is Near vs. Emergency Preparedness and Staying Ready

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This title was brewing in my spirit all day, but from a different perspective (think recent apocalyptic prophecies and wild weather epidemics). However, the way I spent my last 2 hours was the icing on the proverbial cake. Just what was I doing, you might inquire? Teaching ALGEBRA to my 2^nd grader for his homework sheet due TOMORROW. Eeeek!!! Arrrrrrrrrrrrrrrgggggghhhh!!! The end surely must be near…

“And about the ninth hour Jesus cried with a loud voice, saying, Eli, Eli, lama sabachthani? that is to say, My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me?”

(Matthew 27:46)

As if enduring the torture of working on a science fair project over several months of my adult life wasn’t penance enough (I guess it wasn’t), I had to face yet another one of my idiosyncratic hang-ups from the high school/college years: math phobia. Yes, I know I’ve worked at a bank for 8 years. Yes, I’ve finally learned to TRULY balance my checkbook within the past 2 years. Yes, I’m acutely aware that my God has a sense of humor second to none. See, I’ve always been the liberal artsy type – the KHS TV/Radio Club President (geez, I’m dating myself – that was in the early 90s…before the term “media” became savvy), the show choir song ‘n’ dance gal, the Speech Communications major extraordinaire, the one whose “gift of gab” helped get her outta many a sticky situation.

Yet, here I sat at MY kitchen table with MY child, reviewing math concepts his teacher had just introduced today: finding missing numbers. Like I’m some expert on unknowns – kumbayah! I cringe and shudder to even reminisce on the math requirements I trudged through – including 9^th grade Algebra, and 11^th grade Algebra II (God bless my teacher and her many hours of after-school help on my behalf). I won’t even mention 10^th grade Geometry…let’s have a moment of silence for the only “C” on my “I graduated as one of the top 10 students with “highest honors” transcript.

Remind me to tell you why my dad says we have the smartest dining room table in Virginia…I vaguely recall that it had something to do with me taking a “teleclass” for Statistics through community college one summer – thinking I wouldn’t need to actually watch the classes…until I ‘fessed up to my dad a week before the exam and he had to coach me through probability and Lord knows what else in no time flat. Parenting – the job that keeps on giving…

Tonight, after realizing that my son didn’t understand the process for getting to the answer, I pulled out the blue and red checkers from the Connect Four game, 4 sheets of scrap paper (we used the front and back of 3 sheets), AND my calculator, to boot. After I talk with the teacher tomorrow, I’m sure I’ll realize I did it the hard way, but we had to solve 10 – a = 4 without a negative number (a concept that hasn’t been introduced yet)…so you can probably imagine my BFQ (brain frazzlement quotient) after an 8-hour workday full of its own idiocy. In the end, the boy made me proud – I don’t know if he was just pretending to “get it” so I’d let him go to bed at 10 p.m. (bless his li’l belly button – he’s usually crawling into bed by 8 p.m.), but he was able to show me his work after about the 12^th problem we had to correct. We’d stuck it out together. Go, Team Cathcart – beat those mean ol’ numbers! We RULE! 🙂

Nevertheless, God gives more grace to the humble…’cuz baby, I sure needed it tonight! Lord, I thank You for being ever-present and ever near. You are my Solution in the midst of every problem, puzzle, quandary, and conundrum. Because You are more than able to equip me to handle whatever emergency arises, I can rest in You. Selah. Help me keep my heart ready to yield to Your every command.

“And as he sat upon the mount of Olives, the disciples came unto him privately, saying, Tell us, when shall these things be? and what shall be the sign of thy coming, and of the end of the world?

And Jesus answered and said unto them, Take heed that no man deceive you.

For many shall come in my name, saying, I am Christ; and shall deceive many.

And ye shall hear of wars and rumours of wars: see that ye be not troubled: for all these things must come to pass, but the end is not yet.”

(Matthew 24:3-6)

It Is Finished!

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“And about the ninth hour Jesus cried with a loud voice, saying, Eli, Eli, lama sabachthani? that is to say, My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me?”

(Matthew 27:46)

“When Jesus therefore had received the vinegar, he said, It is finished: and he bowed his head, and gave up the ghost.”

(John 19:30)

After weeks and months of agonizing, planning, preparing, and executing, The Great 2^nd Grade Science Fair Project of 2011 has finally been handed in – hallelujah! We concluded the experiment. We finished the research paper BEFORE Spring Break (no minor feat to keep a 2^nd grader focused in the house when they’d rather be outside playing). We printed the hypothesis, cut out graphics, and pasted until our hearts were content. Not only did I survive, but I emerged from the process stronger than I expected. I’m glad it’s done (really glad – trust me!), but I have a greater appreciation for why God made me face my own science project angst and trepidation head-on.

See, I went into this with the mindset, “I’ve already earned my degree(s) – why, oh why must I go through this dreadful torture again?!?” However, God showed me so many things through the course of working with my child on this project, including how very alike we are (in more ways than I care to admit), including:

Bright with natural aptitude = wanting to rush through the process to reach a conclusion (can’t see the forest for the trees)
Inclined to take the path of least resistance = being more focused on reaching the destination than enjoying the journey
Intense, perfectionist, self-critical = not being patient with the process, and sometimes getting unduly frustrated with the little things

I had plenty of opportunities for teachable moments – as teacher and as student. For example, I overcame the urge to finish the report myself just so it would be done – because I’d be robbing my child of his learning process. When one particular milestone progress report was due, we were solidly in the midst of the 21-day fast. I was irate, aggravated, and hungry; what I wouldn’t have given for some junk food that Saturday! Yet, God showed Himself strong and mighty, and HE ALONE sustained me through that episode without the crutch of emotionally eating chocolate or carbs!

So here’s the bottom line praise report: This week, my child was selected as one of the TOP THREE 2^nd Graders to advance a project to the school’s Science Fair! My initial goal had been simply to “get it done and turn it in.” Sad to admit, but I wasn’t aiming for excellence – “pretty good” would’ve been fine with me. But my child saw the guidelines for having a great project and he really wanted to win. Since we serve a God of excellence (not mediocrity), I had to practice what I preach and give my best effort. After all of my foot-dragging, complaining about how I didn’t want to do this because it’s just one more thing on my already full plate, yada yada yada…God showed that He was in the midst of the whole thing. Like I didn’t have a sneaking suspicion from the time the assignment came home…

So it really was never about me at all. 🙂 It never is! It’s always for God’s purposes. And this time, I believe God wanted to see a snaggle-toothed smile from a boy who won a prize full of science gold – complete with modeling clay, slinky, microscope, and who knows what else is in that package. He had his moment in the spotlight – being featured on the morning announcements, receiving congratulatory cheers from his classmates, standing on the stage beaming in front of peers and parents, and getting his picture taken by his little sister who was genuinely proud of him.

Did he win First Place in the School Science Fair? Nope – not even Second or Third Place. My hubby claims, “We was robbed!” and I’m rather inclined to agree with him…who me – biased? Nah! But in our eyes, he stood head and shoulders above the competition (including 3^rd through 5^th Graders). He represented us well, and our whole family was there to support him for his hard work and to celebrate his accomplishments. We have the certificates to prove it – and that big tri-fold board in the corner that I won’t soon forget. I think my hubby wants to frame the entire board. And I don’t blame him. As Editor-in-Chief of www.PaperPolisher.com, I declare that working on this project and report with my child may have been some of my finest work yet.

We must learn to see priorities from God’s perspective, and then commit to grow through the process He chooses for us. My daughter will have to do science projects, too – won’t she? 🙂

“Let us hear the conclusion of the whole matter: Fear God, and keep his commandments: for this is the whole duty of man.

For God shall bring every work into judgment, with every secret thing, whether it be good, or whether it be evil.”

(Ecclesiastes 12:13-14)

In EVERY Thing Give Thanks

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Say WHAT?!? Seriously, did my child just thank God for Daylight Saving Time during his prayer this morning? Yeah, he did! After I’m STRUGGLING to get back on an even keel, driving to work in the dark groggy, yawning for the first 3 hours of my day? Uh-huh. While I’m lamenting the loss of my precious hour of sleep, he’s embracing the beauty of change and relishing how the extra hour of sunlight directly translates into more time to play.

Or maybe it’s not that deep. Maybe he’s just a morning person and I’m not. Whatever the case may be, it was a wake-up call for me – literally.

I repent, Lord! I am thankful even for Daylight Saving Time. You have given me this day to be productive for You and share the light of Your love with someone who needs You. Guide my steps and my words, I pray…

“In every thing give thanks: for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus concerning you.”

(I Thessalonians 5:18)

“I must work the works of him that sent me, while it is day: the night cometh, when no man can work.”

(John 9:4)

Kayren Cathcart's Blog

Observations on daily life and inspiration for spiritual growth…

Gratitude

Maternal Musings: A Mother Reminisces

Extreme Makeover: Arm Edition

Humpty Dumpty Had a Great…Emergency!

By Design

A Joyful Heart, A Right Attitude

From Birth to Cap, Gown, & Tassel in 60 Seconds Flat

Success = Consistent Progress (and vice versa)

The End is Near vs. Emergency Preparedness and Staying Ready

It Is Finished!

In EVERY Thing Give Thanks