Verse 3 (for Feb. 15th)

Do not conform any longer to the pattern of this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind.  Then you will be able to test and approve what God’s will is–his good, pleasing and perfect will.

Romans 12:2

I’ve had this verse written on my note card for a while now, but it is just now making it to the computer.  Thanks, MeMa, for this verse!  I’m using one that you gave me.  Being transformed by the renewing of my mind is what I have been working on very hard since last January.

As you may have noticed… some of our technology resources around here kind of crashed.  Wes’ camera is currently at the repair shop, and after three weeks of a visit with applecare, my computer is back with a brand new hard drive.  Apparently, computers and hard floors aren’t such a good combination together, either.  That would be my fault.

Unique Reflections of Us.

I remember once, when I was really still very young, maybe 5 or 6, we were all in our car driving somewhere through Texas or Oklahoma and I was watching an endless supply of  telephone polls and rows of crops streaming by when I asked, “How many rabbits do you think are in that field?”  In a way that was obviously inteded to immediately end the conversation my dad replied sharply, “Forty. Seven.”

Preposterous!  I was immediately infuriated… no way.  There’s no way there are that many rabbits in that field.  And, obviously, my question hadn’t been taken seriously.  I don’t remember exactly how I responded… I do remember being deeply offended.

Looking back, I don’t blame my dad at all for his response… in fact, it was quite brilliant.  Because, I don’t remember it, but I’m sure that question was preceded by the likes of… How many mice do you think are in that field?  Why? How many trees are in the world? Why? Why is the sky blue?  Why are leaves green?  What do ducks eat? Why do ducks eat that?  Did Adam have a belly button? Why? What if? How?

That endless stream of questions is just part of my make-up… I can’t help it.  And for better or worse, along with my hands and feet, I passed that on down to Jakob… it’s part of his make-up now, too.  Sometimes that endless stream of “why’s” and “how’s” from the Jakester leads to innocently profound questions like the teachable moment Stacy wrote about.  Sometimes it just makes you want to pull your hair out.

Not sure why I wanted to share that… but our little question asker is getting to be our big question asker faster than it seems possible.

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Derek, on the other hand, is definitely in the midst of the language explosion that happens at his age.  It’s incredible to watch it happen in both English and Spanish at the same time.  He has things he knows only in English and stuff he knows only in Spanish… amazing.  When asked, “Como estas?” He proudly replies, “Bien!”  When we tell him to “Say Hi” to somebody new, he carefully looks at them and decides by instinct whether to say “Hola” or “Hi.”  And, he’s always right.

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He’s getting so big so fast… and even though he’s got my body and my walk, I think he still looks like a little Stacy.  It’s wonderful how children can be their own unique individuals and yet we can look at them and, at times, see little reflections of ourselves.

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Teachable Moments

The summer between my sophmore and junior years of college I spent about six weeks as a counselor at one of Kanakuk’s sports camp, KAA–the camp for inner-city kids.  Though I was missing my home away from homes, Camp of the Hills, where I had spent the last two summers as a counselor to the same type of kids, I came away from KAA with a lot of lessons learned and some valuable tools.  One of which is called, “teachable moments.”  A very simple tool, but one that has to be intentional and used on purpose.  In training the counselors at camp they told us to always look for those teachable moments.  For example…

When you are teaching them how to steer the sailboat, talk to them about how Jesus calmed the storm and controls the waves, and He does the same today in the storms of life.

When you are giving instructions on how to shoot the bow and arrow, looking at a target with a bullseye, tell them that the definition of sin is missing the mark.

Or when you are on the tree tops, a high ropes course, and they are afraid of falling, tell them that even though we may slip and fall, Jesus is holding on to us and He won’t let go.

Honestly, to most of us young college students at the time looking for these teachable moments, it sounded like “Jesus cheese.”  Like, do people really say this kind of stuff?  And if they do, it’s only because they are supposed to, right?  Even though I knew this was similar to how Jesus taught in parables, I felt like I never was very good at finding teachable moments at camp.  I think those are the only three I ever used, because they are the only ones I could ever remember and I had a hard time coming up with them on my own.  Besides that, who has sailboats at camp and knows how to work those things, anyway?  Not me.

Nevertheless, as silly as it sounded, I still wanted to be good at finding those teachable moments.  To a listening child, they never forget those concepts when they are coupled with real life experiences.

Well, fast-forward 10 years and here I am with two small children of my own. Finding teachable moments is even more important to me now that these are my own kids.  Tonight, I remembered to be intentional about it.

I had gotten the kids out of the bathtub and we were putting on pajamas and getting ready for bed.  Wes was gone, so it was just me, Jake and Derek.  Next thing we knew the lights went out.  It was dusk, so there was still a little light coming in from the window and I could see that it wasn’t just our house, but the whole neighborhood.  Jake was with me and started to get scared.  Derek was in the process of running away from me as I was trying to get his p.j.’s on, so next thing I heard was him crashing into some toys in the darkness of Jake’s room followed by some tears.  Gathering the boys next to me, we slowly make our way down the stairs while my mind searches for a way to find some light.  I can’t think of where a flashlight is, I know where some candles are, but I don’t know where any matches or a lighter might be.  The gas stove wouldn’t light.  So I find my phone and called Wes to find out if he had any helpful advice.  All the while, Jake is hugging my leg and wishing I was holding him in my arms instead of Derek, borderline crying, and saying that we need Daddy here and what are we going to do without any light!?!  Well, after about 10 minutes, the lights came back on and all was well.  We went back upstairs and finished getting ready for bed.  We had our routine “family church,” which is basically a little devo where we read a Bible story or two, sing a few songs, and then pray together.  During this time a little light bulb when on in my head and I thought of a teachable moment.

“Jake, do you remember how scared you were when the lights went out?”

“Yeah.”

“Well, that’s what it is like for people who don’t know Jesus and don’t have Him in their lives.  Jesus is the light of our lives.  It’s a scarey place to be without him, isn’t it?”

“Yeah.”

A little bit later I was reading a short book to Derek, about to lay him in his bed.  Jake was sitting close by, playing with a toy, when he looked over at me and said, “Mommy?  How can we make sure that Jesus is in our hearts?”

Wow.  Jake turns four years old next month.  This is what Jesus meant when He said to become like little children, isn’t it?  With hearts ready and willing to listen, willing to receive a teachable moment.

The Chilluns

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It’s been a while since we’ve had some good pics of the boys around here.  Did you know that cameras and 3 year olds don’t get along very well?  And also,  cameras and hard floors don’t get along…  so, my weapon of choice, my Nikon, is currently in need of some TLC from an expert.  Anyways, Derek is 19 months old now… so we figured it’s time for those 18 month pics.  So, I borrowed John Mark’s camera and headed to the park on Thursday.  I am pretty happy with some of them… these are just a couple to tide over all those Grammies and Grans out there.

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