Another reason for absence from this page is the OTHER stuff I am doing, including this show.
Click over and listen to the first official show of the year! Of EVER, actually! π
Another reason for absence from this page is the OTHER stuff I am doing, including this show.
Click over and listen to the first official show of the year! Of EVER, actually! π
Sorry for the absence from the blog here. That does happen from time to time, though I do not wish it to be so. I did predict this current lull, however, as we were entering the last few weeks of summer.
We had a great trip to Ohio. A nice concert, a good visit with Icelandic friends (who brought chocolate!), a nice surprise bday party for my Grandma – who turns 80 next week – and a wedding for my cousin, who is the only other male on my Mom’s side of the family. Lots of driving, visiting, going, going, going…
Then we had a whirlwind 3 days at home, until we hit the road again last weekend for a brief trip to PA with a nice concert for some nice folks, and a visit with family in Buffalo. Very nice. Very fast.
Now we are home, and returning to some level of normalcy.
We’ll see how long that lasts.
Many blogs in the queue… stay tuned.
In the course of many converging events this week, my mind has been directed to the many facets of life as a parent. On the one hand, there are the joys of your children’s successes – doing what they are supposed to, and even surprising you by doing the unexpected. Then there are the pull-out-your-hair moments when it seems as though nothing you have attempted to build into their lives for the past 7 years has had any sort of effect whatsoever.
There have been a few of those moments this week.
And through those moments, I believe God continues to teach me about the wildly, incomprehensibly great nature of his love, and especially his grace.
Our son Ian is 6. He will turn seven on Christmas Day this year… if he makes it that far. π There are moments when I am so frustrated by his actions, but even more so by his attitude when perpetrating those actions, that I have to think of ways to restrain my anger. Even typing that makes me sad, but it’s true. He can certainly get under my skin. I expect a lot from him, because I know the greatness he is capable of.
This past Wednesday night, we came back from delivering a meal to friends in order to prepare a meal of our own. It seems Ian decided to talk back to Mom, and to complain again about something she had just asked him to do (which had happened several times that day) and so Mom, in her wisdom, sent the boy to his room, where he would stay until it was time for bed.
We carried on with dinner, missing the presence of a member of our family, and afterward, I headed upstairs to check on something in the office. Only about 10 minutes later, I came down from the office to hear sobbing coming from the bedroom. My first reaction was furious anger. Ian has learned to sometimes use crying as a way to voice his displeasure for our guidance in his life. But, as I approached his door, I had compassion on him. I should say, compassion for him came upon me. (I am not known for my “compassion”) π And in that moment, I felt like I should ask him how he’s feeling, or, why he’s crying, instead of just laying into him and stopping this unacceptable behavior.
“Ian,” I made sure to keep my tone as gentle as possible, “Why are you crying?”
“Mmmrrr, mmahhh muuu maaa aaaaa”
“Ian, I can’t understand you when you’re crying.” π
I came closer. He tried again. With heartfelt, sincere, humble repentance, he said through tears, “Because I don’t want to do bad things anymore. I just want to be with my family.” It was all I could do to hold back the tears. I laid my head down on his chest and tried to think of something to say in that moment. How could a six-year-old comprehend the depth of sin and repentance and broken relationships and restoration? How could he? But it seemed that he did.
All I wanted to do was pick him up (because I still can for a few more years) and tell him all was well and he should come join us for the rest of the night. But something in me understood that his “wisdom” was a result of the consequences we had assigned to his actions and choices. When he faced the prospect of not only no dinner, but an entire evening in “solitary confinement”… he realized the stupidity of his choices. Had I not followed through on that, the lesson may have been less impactful.
“Ian, I think it’s working. I think you are understanding the cost of your choices. That’s what consequences are for. They help us understand the value of our actions and choices.”
He seemed to understand. I was still fighting back the tears. So was Ian. But perhaps, we both knew it was the right thing to do.
At only six years old, Ian was struggling with the same thing I do. I have cried saying, “I don’t want to do bad things…” and longing for the restoration of my relationship with Father. I have understood the depths of my own depravity. But how can he? Amazing. It was a moment that, while painful, was so deep and meaningful, was perhaps a highlight of a rather unpleasant week.
You see, to my kids, I am authority. They don’t really answer to the law yet. Policemen are just cool, not representative of a standard that must be kept. There is no real authority in their lives besides parents (and maybe teachers, if they have those). I am the guy who tells them what they can and can not do. The buck stops here, as they say.
Unfortunately, that’s going to make them not like me. At least a little. And there’s nothing I can do about it, because I love them.
I could do nothing. I could set no boundaries, allowing all things… working hard to ensure my children’s happiness as they grow up. I could cater to their every whim, making sure that what they perceive as their needs are met, and in a timely fashion. I could. But I won’t. To do that would present a reality in which they exist at the center. Life is about them. It’s not, and eventually they would learn that… but I guess I am choosing to build deeper truths into them. The idea that there is more to life than self. More than looking out for their own interests, Jesus taught us to love and live in God, and then to share that life with everyone around us. “It’s not about me” is a phrase I have repeated to them quite often, even at their young ages.
I hope I have backed it up with my actions.
You see, there’s the other thing. This week I have noticed that a lot of the stuff that so frustrates me, that requires my action in assigning consequences or other measures of correction, is stuff that they have picked up from me. And from Jen. I can see and hear us in our kids. And that saddens me more than words can describe.
The same battles that we have waged and lost continue in our children. Our failures become their struggles, and perhaps their lifelong weaknesses. What an unfortunate reality.
But what a window to grace.
In seeing the very things for which I have been forgiven, I have such an opportunity to teach them about the love God has for them, and the life he offers beyond and even through our weaknesses. God does not require complete an infallible obedience from us (he knows we can’t… that’s what Jesus’ whole purpose was) he only requires that we trust him. That we get to know him, and his kingdom. Despite our weaknesses, we are loved and accepted.
With that awareness, a conflict began in my heart. How do I act as the authority for my children that they need at this point in their lives to understand boundaries and moral principles… and still convey the depth and wonder of grace to them? How can I maintain a standard, and show them the greatness of life lived the way Jesus showed us to… and still allow them the complete freedom to fail, and be restored?
Unfortunately for me… I think at this stage of their lives, I must lean toward the authority. God has given me the temporary assignment of training my children in the way they should go. And with that must come authority. I am the one who says what is right and what is wrong. Of course, I answer to God (and other human authorities he has appointed) but I am pretty much all the authority they need. So, when they are in their sin nature rebelling against authority and the boundaries God has set in his law… they will despise the law but they will first despise me.
π
But as I have come to so cherish the reality of God’s grace through the fullness of the law – how the law reveals my own depravity, just as Ian briefly understood this week – I will be able to pass that along to my kids as they mature. As they continue to understand their weakness, and inability to adhere to any sort of morality… then I can with God’s help unleash the lavish grace he offers to us. Then, with them, I can stand in the joy and wonderment of the love of a Father far beyond what I could ever offer. What a privilege to be able to not only pass along that understanding, but to bask in its greatness with them – as children of a common Father.
We’re not there yet. I have a long way to go of much training and discipling. We have years of conflicts and corrections to go through. We will hand out consequences to the best of our ability, and beyond with the help of Holy Spirit. But I am looking forward to the days when I hand over the reigns to my children, and with any luck, they will be prepared to take them and to live rich, full lives in the freedom of God’s love and grace.
Perhaps that’s the joy of parenting.
Hey there Bills fans. π Just wanted to alert you to a new venture we have begun, Buffalo Bills Review.
This is a new podcast that my brother in law Josh, a high school friend Dave, and myself will be doing weekly following every Bills game. We’ll cover the game, any pertinent Bills news and the upcoming game. We even have a hotline, so fans can call in and share their 2 cents! (716) 989-4180. Nifty.
So stop by and check it out. Our first show (unofficial, since it’s preseason) π is now posted. You can also find us at the iTunes music store. For that direct link, click here.
It’s actually kind of informative and entertaining all at once.
And I am having a blast putting it together. π
We hit the road tomorrow, so blogging will become more scarce in the next couple weeks, as I had predicted earlier. Stay tuned, and check out BuffaloBillsReview.com.
Tell your friends. It’s gonna be fun. π
After watching a bit of the hurricane coverage tonight (which definitely overdoes the sensational aspect of the story…) I have just been wondering something.
At what point do you consider moving somewhere else?
Read this report from The Drudge Report detailing the potential threat of the storm:
Urgent Weather Message from NWS New Orleans
WWUS74 KLIX 281550NPWLIXURGENT – WEATHER MESSAGE NATIONAL WEATHER SERVICE NEW ORLEANS LA
1011 AM CDT SUN AUG 28 2005
DEVASTATING DAMAGE EXPECTED
HURRICANE KATRINAA MOST POWERFUL HURRICANE WITH UNPRECEDENTED STRENGTH…RIVALING THE INTENSITY OF HURRICANE CAMILLE OF 1969. MOST OF THE AREA WILL BE UNINHABITABLE FOR WEEKS…PERHAPS LONGER. ATLEAST ONE HALF OF WELL CONSTRUCTED HOMES WILL HAVE ROOF AND WALL FAILURE. ALL GABLED ROOFS WILL FAIL…LEAVING THOSE HOMES SEVERELY DAMAGED OR DESTROYED.THE MAJORITY OF INDUSTRIAL BUILDINGS WILL BECOME NON FUNCTIONAL.PARTIAL TO COMPLETE WALL AND ROOF FAILURE IS EXPECTED. ALL WOOD FRAMED LOW RISING APARTMENT BUILDINGS WILL BE DESTROYED.
CONCRETE BLOCK LOW RISE APARTMENTS WILL SUSTAIN MAJOR DAMAGE…INCLUDING SOME WALL AND ROOF FAILURE. HIGH RISE OFFICE AND APARTMENT BUILDINGS WILL SWAY DANGEROUSLY…A FEW TO THE POINT OF TOTAL COLLAPSE. ALL WINDOWS WILL BLOW OUT. AIRBORNE DEBRIS WILL BE WIDESPREAD…AND MAY INCLUDE HEAVY ITEMS SUCH AS HOUSEHOLD APPLIANCES AND EVEN LIGHT VEHICLES. SPORT UTILITY VEHICLES AND LIGHT TRUCKS WILL BE MOVED. THE BLOWN DEBRIS WILL CREATEADDITIONAL DESTRUCTION. PERSONS…PETS…
AND LIVESTOCK EXPOSED TO THE WINDS WILL FACE CERTAIN DEATH IF STRUCK. POWER OUTAGES WILL LAST FOR WEEKS…AS MOST POWER POLES WILL BE DOWN AND TRANSFORMERS DESTROYED. WATER SHORTAGES WILL MAKE HUMAN SUFFERING INCREDIBLE BY MODERN STANDARDS.THE VAST MAJORITY OF NATIVE TREES WILL BE SNAPPED OR UPROOTED. ONLY THE HEARTIEST WILL REMAIN STANDING…
BUT BE TOTALLY DEFOLIATED. FEWCROPS WILL REMAIN. LIVESTOCK LEFT EXPOSED TO THE WINDS WILL BEKILLED.AN INLAND HURRICANE WIND WARNING IS ISSUED WHEN SUSTAINED WINDS NEARHURRICANE FORCE…OR FREQUENT GUSTS AT OR ABOVE HURRICANE FORCE..
.ARECERTAIN WITHIN THE NEXT 12 TO 24 HOURS.ONCE TROPICAL STORM AND HURRICANE FORCE WINDS ONSET…DO NOT VENTUREOUTSIDE!LAZ038-040-050-056>070-282100-ASSUMPTION-LIVINGSTON-LOWER JEFFERSON-LOWER LAFOURCHE-LOWER PLAQUEMINES-LOWER ST. BERNARD-LOWER TERREBONNE-ORLEANS-ST. CHARLES-ST. JAMES-ST. JOHN THE BAPTIST-ST. TAMMANY-TANGIPAHOA-UPPER JEFFERSON-UPPER LAFOURCHE-UPPER PLAQUEMINES-UPPER ST. BERNARD-UPPER TERREBONNE-1011 AM CDT SUN AUG 28 2005
Again, I ask… at what point do you consider a different place to live?
Takeo Spikes and Nate Clements converge on a Bears RB.
Well, that about sums it up. Defense. Not only was the Bills defense dominating, they even did the scoring! What a fantastic starting defense we have this year! It’s going to be amazing watching them actually win games almost single-handedly this year.
Unfortunately, it wasn’t enough last night.
Now, before you go criticizing the offense too much, it was just a preseason game. Yes, the Bills lost on a last minute score by the Bears for a final score of 16-12, but even with less than a minute left, the third and fourth stringers put together a very impressive drive that ended up less than 10 yards short of the endzone.
JP made some plays. MacGahee made some plays. Moulds, Evans, Reed and even some other guys made some plays. It’s going to be a fun year.
But most of all, Terrence McGee and the return team, along with the entire Bills Defense are going to make for a very exciting – and I think perhaps even a trip to the PLAYOFFS – kind of year. π
Stay tuned…
OK, so I mentioned a few posts ago that the Kingdom is not quantifiable, but that does not mean it’s not fun, or cool, or good to celebrate some things that are. π
Today marks two years that I have been posting random thoughts and links and various ideas to this site. The first one was back on Aug 26, 2003. I think I have mentioned before… I am glad to share this with you, and hope that by my various forms of communication that your life is in some way enriched. But it amazes me how much I benefit from such a thing. π For me, it’s a release… it’s what I need to do. I definitely was created to communicate, and perhaps specifically to write.
So thanks for joining me on my journey. I am compiling some of the material from this website for another book to be released next year sometime. I’m looking forward to that. It’s a fun process going through all the stuff I’ve written over the past year and seeing what sorts of things God has brought me through. And it’s amazing to think that just by sharing my life and thoughts that you might catch a glimpse of Father, or perhaps even drink deeply from his living water too.
So we begin the third year together.
Glad to have you along. π
After my post on Evangelists this week, I got an email from a friend who brought up some points about it that made me think I might have not been as clear as I wanted to be originally, so I wrote the following e-mail back to her. Just thought I would also post that here (with her permission) for a little clarification of what I was saying originally.
I’m not sure I was completely clear in the post (I should read it again, I guess)… I didn’t mean to say sales or salesmen (or saleswomen?) π are bad in any way. Not in any way. There are some great strategies to succeed in the business world, and often they will work if applied in various settings. You can look at what one guy does, and emulate that in some way and achieve similar or greater success.
BUT… what I was pointing out was that the business world is now copying the church in their sales/marketing strategy. My point with that was that the church is not a business, should not operate like one, and it’s evidence that we’re focused on the wrong stuff when the business world is copying what we call the “church”! It was just another eye-opener to me that we’re (Christians, the Church) focusing our energy in the wrong places (in my opinion) and just forget who we are as the church – the family of God, the body of Christ. That’s not packageable or marketable.
I do understand what you’re saying though. You saw the Life of God in people, and were drawn to that. I guess God is showing me these days how much that is really Him working in me and how little I have to make the “shine” happen. It’s kinda a natural result of a personal relationship with him, not the thing to actually strive for. Like, the fruits of the spirit… sometimes we say those are things we need to work on as Christians, things to strive for, goals. But really, like it says, they are fruit of the Spirit. As he works in our life, he produces those things in us. Actually… HE is the Evangelist. π
That’s obviously not to say there isn’t a place for an Evangelist… my point is that we have turned Evangelist into someone who peddles religion, instead of someone who shares the Good News. It’s hard to separate those in our current culture… we’ve only known the church as a business. But, they really are separable, and really the church has nothing to do with business, or big corporate organizations – we’ve just made it appear that way.
See, today we offer people a one-step salvation. You hear the good news (the Gospel, the Evangelion) and you receive it, and then you take possession of eternal life. It’s a product that’s for sale, for free. (Mostly free… usually at that point, you need to connect with some organization and give a lot of your personal resources to that organization’s efforts) π But after that exchange (the offer, you accepting, and then you possessing) it’s over. You’re good… on to the next client. But Jesus didn’t work that way with people. He spent a good deal of time with the same people, teaching them about the Kingdom by living life with them everyday. A very different model from what we are accustomed to. I think the evangelists early on might have done a similar model. They made disciples (Matt 28) by spending time with people, helping them see God’s Kingdom and learn to walk the rest of their life with him – a relationship with the Creator.
It’s just a different perspective I suppose. Again, not right or wrong necessarily… but I do think that the business world copying “the church” might say something about what we call “the church”.
After some harsh words spoken in anger to my son last night, and the regret I was feeling afterwards, and the thoughts that whirled through my head on how to fix it, I realized what my ultimate goal in life is.
I want to be God.
I want to always respond in kindness and with gracious words of wisdom for my children.
I want to always be available for my wife, listening to her as if she were the most important person in the world to me (because she is) and never responding to her in selfish impatience or anger.
I want to respond to everyone in my life, friends, family, even strangers as though they were the crown-jewel of creation. A person made in God’s image, no matter what my eyes might see. I even wish I could see them completely as who they are, by-passing entirely the outward appearance and seeing the depths of the unique being they were created to be. I want to listen and respond and always show love and grace even by just listening, but also in my response and or by my own initiation.
I want to never sleep or grow weary, it would be very handy.
I want to have all the answers, so that I can help people along the journey with the perfect answer for every situation.
I want to be perfect in every choice I make, word I say, thought I have, action I take, interaction with people – I hate making mistakes… I just want to always do the right thing.
There’s probably more, but… I think I have made my point. The point was made to me last night. I am still under the illusion that I could somehow attain most all of those things. I am trying to be God.
But there’s only one of Him, and I’m not Him. He is. And for that I am thankful. I guess I need to learn to be OK with who I am (that sounds like modern psycho-babble, so I am sorta laughing as I say this, but bear with me…) and find the joy of being who the Perfect One created me to be.
I am fallible. I make many mistakes. I am not always gracious, loving, compassionate, forgiving, patient, kind or gentle even to the people I love the most. I am most definitely not God.
I will still, I think, strive for such things. I so want to be like my Father. He is all of that to me. I think what he continues to show me is it’s not something I can do, he must work those things in me. I can point myself in his direction, and focus on his kingdom and his righteousness, and he does the rest. And I think he is showing me that I can’t achieve perfection in all of those areas. If I did, I suppose I would be God.
And I most definitely am NOT.