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What We’re Doing Right {Not another article how the church and it’s people have it all wrong}

The church.

The people.

Community.

Missions.

Orphan Care.

The poor.

The world.

All of these–require a key thing to do things right. It’s what Jesus came for. It’s what He died for. And it’s a single word.

Relationship.

It seems like every time I open my computer, Facebook or whatever–there’s another article being circulated how we, the church and it’s people are screwing everything up. How we are hurting more than helping by giving and going. How to take apart a ministry to see if they are serving right. 5 things you should be looking for. Missional community being desired but it doesn’t work because everyone is too busy. Mission trips are bad. Mission trips are good. The church has orphan care all wrong. Organizations plan conferences to discuss, discuss and discuss some more…and it makes me think of that boy who went fishing.

Because y’all. There are people fishing–but they are too busy to share. Too busy to tell. Too busy to shine the light on themselves to say LOOK and see what the Lord is doing–and it is GOOD.

So there was this boy who wanted to fish. He LOVED fish. He talked about fish. He dreamed about catching fish. So he decided to invite people who were professional fish catchers to a building to talk about fishing. To learn how to fish. To talk about how not to fish. Others who loved fish came. LOTS came. It was such good banter that they decided to get together more and invite more to talk about fish…how to bait the hook…how to cast the pole–how to find the deep holes…and catch A LOT OF FISH. Their ideas were good. And they were right on some of their strategies–like an empty hook rarely catches fish. There are right and wrong ways. They were so excited about their ideas–they came home and wrote articles to tell others how to catch fish and how not to catch fish. The only problem was though–no one caught a fish that weekend.  And maybe next week they could–but there is another meeting about catching fish–so it will have to…wait.

The church.

The people.

Community.

Missions.

Orphan and Widow Care.

The poor.

The world.

Y’all. I think we are talking more about the fish. More about the bait. More about how the ones fishing are doing it all wrong–than actually fishing ourselves. BECAUSE. Because if you have time to talk about the wrongs–if your hands are deeply in the buckets…full…you have no time…NO TIME…to talk about the methods. YES. Yes, there is wisdom in taking things apart and in learning from others–“when helping hurts”. But if we leave out the good–if we fail to delight and celebrate where and how He is working–then just maybe…we are the ones who have it backwards. The Lord IS doing AMAZING things in His church, through His people, through community, in missions, in orphan care, through the poor and in the world. I believe the enemy works MORE in us writing articles about how everything is wrong rather than shining light on what Jesus is doing and what is working and running right.

When you choose to write publicly about everything that is wrong–are you also writing about what is right? Because when I look around–y’all–I just don’t see all the failure. Yes, I see where man fails (because we’ve kinda had that figured out since the beginning)–but more than that–I do see where things are happening in all of these areas that are true miracles (where He works through even our failures for His glory and good–and oh my…it’s AMAZING!). There is absolutely no way you could have your hands in these and NOT see it…or not share it.

And God is good. He is alive. And oh my glory–is He ever working in these areas. You might be discouraged every where you look seeing articles of people taking everything apart. It brings fear. You feel like you don’t know enough to know how to help the poor or you just got majorly intimidated if you try to do orphan care you will do it wrong–SO…you decide not to do it at all. But y’all. That is the enemy. And this one–he will not win. (Okay. So now I sound crazy and I’ll get a few comments and unkind remarks for that boldness;). I’ll take it though.:).

Tonight. I just wanted to say a few amazing things that I see happening RIGHT here…right here around me.

The church. I ran into a homeless lady not too long ago. We had a sweet conversation. We spent some time together–I called my church. They acted. They looked after her. They did more than I could with 5 littles ones in my home. Later I ran into a couple needing help–I led them to my church–and without anyone seeing…with the world taking them apart…the church quietly found this family a place to live, provided for them until they could get on their feet–so they would not lose their dignity. No big screen story. No testimony to pat the church on the back. And I only discovered the helper to this family–the church–through running into them. Wow. We can go to this church…and complain that it’s programs don’t meet our needs. But when the needs of others are desperate–they are there. Unseen. Unblogged about. Over and over, it’s taken apart. This church. The church and it’s people–Jesus came for and died for. It will never meet our needs because it is not Jesus. But if we knew what the church was up to–we might be surprised. It’s good. I’m amazed. And I’m thankful.

It’s people. I shared a need a few months ago. There was a little boy in Zambia who attends our school. We needed to raise $5,000 for his chemotherapy. On a recent mission trip (YIKES! Those things I’ve read aren’t done well recently) a trip goer spotted a lump on one of our boys legs. We are Zambian run–so this isn’t something they see often. We had it evaluated. It was cancer. And how does an orphan get his his cancer treated? Hmmm. Oh my heart. I shared the need. Next day–I received a phone call. From a couple in California. A busy couple with a new baby–who wanted to pay $5,000 for cancer treatment for a boy named Shadrach they would never meet. This, y’all, is orphan care done right. Take it apart left and right–but this boy will live. He has a chance of life now–and so far his treatments are successful, and we are seeing improvements. A busy newlywed couple across the country who have never laid eyes on this boy…the church…it’s people…the body…they are rising up and doing something. It may not be perfect. But it’s the best we can do. And we are doing what we can–the best we can. God is working. And it is good.

Community. I’m in a small town in north Atlanta. Big city. But it feels like little community. My husband has lots of single friends. (Ladies–if you are in Atlanta–you totally need to come hang out with us;). But seriously–we decide to go to this little community group full of single folks. Believers. Meeting weekly. And I’m amazed. About 75 folks are getting together in a house–bringing potluck every week. Now we are a part of that sweet 75. We might be the only married couple there–but it’s community and it is sweet. We huddle together as we sing worship on Monday night. We dig through God’s Word. We encourage one another. And it doesn’t matter that we are in a different place than all these folks–because it is community…missional community…and it is sweet. A couple of people felt led to try for a heart dream of missional community–which now results in shoulder to shoulder Monday nights…with lots of laughter, a house full of prayers and I have like 75 babysitters now for my crew too;). These community groups, missional community groups, are happening all over. No they are perfect. No–your community might not have one. BUT if this is your desire–y’all there is sweetness in them–so don’t be afraid to start one. Don’t worry about what it needs or doesn’t need or how folks might not come or how someone might take it apart. If missional community is the desire of your heart, instead of complaining–pray about stepping out in faith–finding others to join you and trying one in your home no matter how big or small it might be.

Orphan care and widows. I watch my friends down town caring for social orphans. They sold their home. They live in the city–in the heart of Atlanta. Caring for kids. Taking risks. And loving big. Every day. Their 3 year old’s bike is stolen off their front porch and crazy things happen. But they are doing their calling well–and it’s amazing to me. I watch the Jones’s. A family in their late 40’s here in Atlanta serving with Wiphan. Tirelessly they serve. Running a ministry across the world. Employing widows to foster and care for orphans—teaching widows to run small houses as house moms…orphans now cared for–someone to watch over them–and widows who had nothing now with a job and purpose. Developing a skills training program for these widows–100% of the widows have received employment in their community after graduation. AMAZING. Unheard of right? Not really. This stuff is happening all over the world–just no one is blogging or writing about THIS part. Why? When your hands are full–you have little time to document–and certainly no time to take it or every other ministry apart. You see what is wrong when your hands are in it…so you don’t need anyone to write online to tell you how it’s all wrong. I promise you that those aren’t the people reading those articles–but instead folks who might want to jump in–but who are now discouraged. There are amazing, amazing, AMAZING things happening. I believe too many, TOO MANY, for those with their hands in it to even stop to write about. It’s exciting–truly exciting–to watch and be apart of! Recently we had an orphan taken away by an aunt from the school–it was a sketchy, scary situation–and when she found freedom–she had a safe place to run. She knew exactly what city, what school to go to–where to find safely…where she would  be cared for without expectation. Monthly, our sponsors, give–and they miss out…because they don’t get to see WHERE their money is going to. Oh my–but if they could…how blessed they would be! Yet monthly, they give with faith and with joy. There are 450 orphans off the street in a very imperfect school–but daily they are safe and off the streets. And God is good.

The church y’all–is alive and well–shining light in the darkness. Serving Him–running with Him–following Him–it’s such an exciting place to be! He is alive and well–more than well–overflowing in His goodness…healing the sick (I am one of them!)…empowering the weak…watching over the poor…being a Father to the fatherless! Truly–so much good is happening–and if we read the articles instead of jumping in…we might just miss it! If we let their pessimism of how the church and it’s people don’t know how to serve and how they are screwing it all up–then we might be frozen and scared to serve…and the enemy gets just what he wants–a bunch of His people with so much potential and gifts filled with fear to live out their calling to allow Jesus to work big and mightily through them. There are so many following the Lord–building and investing in relationship here and across the world–people slowing down–listening–hearing–acting–loving. It’s such an exciting thing to watch. I believe the Lord is working more–right now–in our day–than ever in history. Just open your eyes and see–look for Him and you, too, will see. And it is GOOD!

Be encouraged. Get excited. Step out in faith! He will provide! He is with you. And He is so good!!

Thankful to be a small part of His great big plans!

LOVE BIG!

Andrea

 

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Sarah - October 10, 2013 - 8:08 am

Andrea, thanks for writing this! Very encouraging and refreshing to see positive talk about the church. I find it to be true that all too often there’s too much talk and not enough action. It’s amazing that God’s work prevails despite anyone’s lack of involvement or disagreement – which is a testament in itself to God’s goodness! Praise God!

Jennifer - October 10, 2013 - 8:40 am

Yes, yes, and YES!!! Thank you so much for sharing this. I am so weary of the judgment and negativity and finger pointing. This is so timely.

Becky Gerig - October 10, 2013 - 8:55 am

I’m crying over the fact that someone took time to write this! Truth! What a breath of fresh air!

Stacy - October 10, 2013 - 9:22 am

Great job!!! Way to be bold. This is truth. We have been focusing too much on people’s issues and mistakes and when we do that, it takes our eyes off of Jesus. We are called to share his love, not point out everyone’s mistakes and try and fix them. This does nothing but cause hurt and like you said, fear. We are all human, and we will all fail from time to time. I believe it breaks Gods heart more than anything to see the church divided and see Christians focused on other Christians mistakes and trash. We all have some sort of trash that Jesus already paid the price for! . We need to get back to sharing His love and fixing our eyes on Him and not nitpicking others mistakes so much! This has been on my heart a lot lately as well. Great job!

Jeff Seevers (@jseevers) - October 10, 2013 - 11:45 am

“I want to pick a fight because I want someone else’s suffering to matter more to me. I want to slug it out where I can make a meaningful difference. God says He wants us to battle injustice, anyone who gets distracted with the minutiae of this point or that opinion is tagging out of the real skirmish. God wants us to get some skin in the game and to help make a tangible difference.” – Bob Goff #lovedoes

Lauren Casper - October 10, 2013 - 11:47 am

Amen. Thank you Andrea!! LOVE YOU!!!

Erica - October 10, 2013 - 2:06 pm

This means so much to me! I have been so discouraged lately with all the negativity towards the church and adoption. And, a small part of me wondered if I was doing the wrong thing (the enemy). This spoke so much truth and gave me so much encouragement that “yes”, God is for adoption!

Jeanine - October 10, 2013 - 8:45 pm

You are NOT crazy, you are RIGHT, sister! The enemy’s most successful tactic is to destroy the church from within! Way to preach TRUTH!

jenniferb - October 10, 2013 - 9:28 pm

Thank you for being a voice for so many! I have heard enough negative, unproductive, self righteous, attention seeking, chatter. So sad to see the enemy using believers to stifle the good works of their brothers and sisters are doing!

Beth Templeton - October 10, 2013 - 10:35 pm

Andrea, you have spoken so well of the Bride. We must never forget that the Church (even the ones we disagree with!) is who Jesus died for–the ones he is coming back for. I so appreciate how you are honoring His Bride, for I believe it is never in Jesus’ heart to dishonor the ones he loves, as is so common. Well done friend!

Shilo - October 10, 2013 - 11:10 pm

YEAH! Standing and cheering… and some tears of celebration. Thank you, thank you.

Kathy Vaughan - October 11, 2013 - 1:52 am

Thanks so much, Andrea, for this. When I read all the negativity that’s circulating, I wish people could come and see what God is doing where I work in Uganda. And everywhere the stories are repeated. He is the Redeemer, and He is at work redeeming His lost world, calling people from every nation to Himself, and using His imperfect church to do it.

Jennifer - October 13, 2013 - 4:43 pm

So exactly what I needed to hear!

Carla - October 16, 2013 - 6:22 am

This is so encouraging to me! I wrote you an email about how I was fearful about adopting for the wrong reasons. Really, it was just the enemy putting people in my path to discourage me.

I needed this today! <3

Marci - October 17, 2013 - 9:20 pm

You nailed it with this post,Andrea. God is doing such good work through the Holy Spirit with you and your family. Saying ,Yes, My Lord…is action packed. One day years ago 20 or so , we got a call from David Hicks. He was watching 2 girls struggling using a pay phone . He pulled over to help them . They had suitcases with them . They were from Antigiua. They were legally here but clueless of how to cope with life in America. That one intersection was more cars than they had seen in their lifetime. Dave call me and and shared that these girls had no place to stay . He was going to his church to ask for anyone to give them a home to stay in until they got there feet on the ground. He wanted to know if we could put the girls in our home until the church responded. I VERY reluctantly said yes. I truly wished I had not picked up the phone (no caller ID’s ) Dave said , you and Doc have a big home and it sure would be a blessing …Mary and Dave had refugees staying in their home. I told Doc that night and assured him it was temporary.It ended up years and years that they lived with us . We sent both of them to nursing school ,they both got married. They also had other church friends of theirs move in . AT one time we had 5 Antiguan’s . They all had jobs . They lived with us for almost 10 years and one never left so she is going on 19 years. No rent is charged, they are family. You , Andrea , are such a cool person. You do it ,girl .

One year ago…

One year ago–on September 30, 2012…I sat down in the very chair I’m sitting in. It was late. And I was praying for children across the world. As I was scrolling down praying, I saw a picture of my son for the very first time. Full of pink. Full of preciousness. And my heart–oh I needed him as much…if not more than he needed me.

My precious friend, Carissa Woodwyk, recently wrote a post…about those eyes. A must read. You can read it here. Those eyes that capture us…and there is a sense of holiness…as Carissa says it “the heart of Jesus himself–in those eyes” captivating our hearts…drawing us in to love and be loved.

I couldn’t wait to be a mommy again. [The Lord put this desire in my heart–and in my husband’s heart as well.] This love was needed. Was longed for. And we wouldn’t be complete without him. I’m so blessed that right now my love is sleeping upstairs…still with those pudgy little cheeks. So much time I missed–but so much time now I get to be here for. So blessed. So thankful.

And tomorrow night. I get to sit down with Tetiana…her parents…my family…my new love on my hip–and celebrate all the Lord has done as we celebrate Princess T being home a year.

Tonight I go to bed with a full heart. And I’m totally anticipating my normal 3am waking…when I get to reach over, put him between us and sleep until the morning together.

Blessings,

Andrea

 

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Rory - September 27, 2013 - 2:16 am

Love this story and the beautiful one God is continuing to write for your family. Sweet dreams mama!

One Question to never ask your preschooler {teaching their heart—not their behavior)

I will never forget the first time it happened.

We sat at the dinner table–and I could tell something was really off. It was a face of shame–not regret…not remorse…not repentance. Just shame.

He was four. Oh to be able to go back to that sweet little season! (Thankful I still have 3 more still this age! How sweet it is!)

He wouldn’t talk. He wouldn’t eat.

So I made phone calls. What in the WORLD shut this sweet 4 year old down today? It didn’t take much-just a conversation with his best friend to discover my little man that day…well, he had disobeyed earlier at preschool. And he had landed–on the dreaded YELLOW.

Have you ever been to a class that guides behavior in this way?

Most preschools and lower schools use a system related to this to maintain behavior. You’ve seen the charts. Maybe you are a teacher and you’ve even laminated one recently–with little cute clips with the children’s names on the end…or even their pictures to show where they stand that day. Minor offenses get you to yellow. Maybe you even get a warning or two. But “real offenses”–they get you straight to red often meriting a phone call or a trip to Mrs. Gloopy’s office in her naughty chair.

So why does everyone use this system? Because it works. But here are a few important questions to consider before we take the easy instead of narrow road.

What does this teach the child?

What happens when the charts are one day taken away?

What happens to a child’s heart when they are motivated by fear? By rules? By charts?

What happens to a child’s heart when instead of charts or rules to guide them–their hearts are taught why you should do “this or that” rather than…you should do it to stay on green?

You might think it’s not a big deal–but this shaping of these little hearts and how we choose to guide them just might have a greater impact on their futures and how they view things than we realize. In a sense, when we use these systems we are bribing our children to obey rather than teaching their hearts through true conviction, character, compassion, understanding and love. In many ways, we are selling them short–and not seeing them as people but rather as things to be controlled and maintained rather than deeply understood. There is nothing long term or heart-changing at the root of this classroom or home management–and even more so–should we be surprised when the children come home and act wild for us when they are being taught they need a system rather than an understanding in order to obey?

What about the child who sits and sees his name under red? Does this make him WANT to obey? For some children, this doesn’t motivate but rather creates more behavior problems–after all…they are already on yellow or red–and the heart isn’t being shaped but rather behavior controlled. For some kids, it will bring sadness–others same–and for very few a challenge to rise to the occasion and on their own have a change of heart of what caused the behavior to begin with. After all, littles ones need to be walked through this–and we need to be tender in how we guide them through their behaviors.

Alfie Kohn wrote a book entitled Punished by Rewards:

“Seeing that behavior stems from the heart, educators need not take on the role of a behaviorist, modifying and conditioning pupils to act accordingly through elaborate systems of rewards and punishments. There is another way, the way of the heart. Children already possess the capacity for responsible actions and natural curiosity to know and to do good work as a manifestation of who they are; free and responsible agents, in direct relationship to self, God, others and the world around them. When one rewards unthinkingly, the assumption is made that individuals cannot choose to act a certain way on their own. It becomes dehumanizing, treating people like pets or objects. It is the removal of what truly defines us as human.”

When our little man was sent to yellow–he was embarrassed. In front of the class, he may have been asked to move his marker. What did he learn that day? NEVER GET ON YELLOW–AGAIN. He didn’t eat dinner that night. He went to bed quiet. And he didn’t even remember WHY he was on yellow–only that he was moved to yellow and he was ashamed.

Now as a mom, I could easily be tempted to WANT him to stay on GREEN–for simply a mother’s pride. “I have a child who never gets yellow or red.” I will tell you, I *do* have a child that NEVER gets on yellow or red–but this is also the heart I see the need to shape the most.

As a mom, I could easily be tempted to pick up my child and ask, “Did you stay on GREEN?”

And I might even be just as easily tempted to be nosey and ask, “Did anyone get on yellow or red today?”

But WHAT does this teach my child?

Instead, let us ask questions that SHAPE their hearts…

Did you love others today?

What did you learn today that you want to share with me?

Did you have fun? What was the most fun thing you did today?

Was there anyone sad today? How do you think you could encourage them next time?

The list goes ON of heart shaping questions.

But one question I never want to ask again is this: Did you stay on green?

Because THIS question–it IS a heart shaping question too. Only this question teaches the child to behave through systems, control, fear and shame rather than teaching them important things like the WHYs behind doing the right thing.

How do we parent and teach their hearts instead?

We simply teach them. We get on their level. We speak to their hearts. And we help them understand. We don’t sell these little ones short choosing to believe they are not capable of compassion, understanding and respect. We teach them important lessons like we are quiet when the teacher talks because it’s disrespectful to talk when someone is already talking. We grow their hearts and help them develop deeper compassion–understanding that it hurts feelings when they are unkind. We help them process what the effects of their actions lead to rather than putting systems in place that control–because one day those systems won’t be there…but their hearts–will.

I love the words from the child-friendly motto of Charlotte Mason:

I am a child of God,

I ought to do His will.

I can do what He tells me,

And by His grace, I will.

Jack Beckman in the book When Children Love to Learn takes this motto and so eloquently writes how instead we can guide their sweet hearts:

“I am a child of God.” – How freeing to realize the wonder of the relationship of a child with her heavenly Father–the flow of love and grace in the child’s life as she learns to live under His care and authority!

“I ought to do His will.” – The child has a standard to live by found in the very Word of God. She has a place to go to find out about the “oughts” in life, but a place of forgiveness and acceptance as well.

“I can do what He tells me.” The very real presence of the Holy Spirit in the child’s life makes obedience to His precepts possible. 

“And by His grace, I will.” It is by grace the child has been saved, and it is by grace that the child is preserved and sustained as she walks the walk of faith, life and learning.

And really–this teaching…the teaching of their hearts rather than control–leads right back to the Giver of their hearts.

Jesus.

He doesn’t control us but rather guides us and gives us free will. He molds us. He teaches us. He equips us.

So think twice before you ever ask your preschooler the question that may be more loaded than you realize: Did you stay on green today?

And when and if that dreaded day comes–and they get on yellow–or the forbidden red–be very cautious how you talk with them about it remembering that they may already have more shame and be unable to listen–and you have some added work to do in it’s place.

Replace the shame or guilt with love–walk with them through it–and take them back to the heart of the matter–the WHYs–rather than the system that won’t always be there.

 

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april - September 13, 2013 - 5:20 pm

I can see how this would “work” with some children, in some situations, but it certainly must never be embarrassing for them. How sad that your son had to have this happen to him.

Kelly - September 13, 2013 - 6:10 pm

I read your blog from afar often, but this is the first one that has prompted me to comment. Yes, yes, yes! I work with older children, high schoolers, and college students and the same is true as we grow! Of course there need to be consequences for actions, but our goal should never be simply behavior modification. I’m always looking to see what is the actual issue of the heart and how we can address that instead of the behavior.

Sarah - September 13, 2013 - 8:21 pm

Thank you SO much for writing this. I have a first grader, who has this exact system in his class. I will never ask him again what color his was on that day. I can’t thank you enough. He was on yellow for the first time this week and was so ashamed. Now I know what to say to him if this ever happens again, and what to ask him after school each day.

I love your blog! We just started the adoption process for a love in China. Can’t wait to see what the Lord has in store for us.

Erika - September 13, 2013 - 8:59 pm

YES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! You have GOT it, girlfriend! I LOVE this post! Did you read my mind? I am jumping up and down…thank you! I feel so affirmed by this post – I am going to share it with some friends who need to hear this today! How wonderful you and and how great this blog is! LOVE! Have a great weekend!

Jan - September 14, 2013 - 8:55 am

Wow. I too read your blog from afar and have never commented. My oldest child (now 16) spent the first 6-8 weeks of 1st grade “flipping his card” (similar to the stoplight). Each day I would ask — did you flip your card? Yes. Why? I don’t remember. Finally, I had a conference with the teacher. The minor infraction was not using the proper check-in system when he arrived at school (yes, she flipped his card over and over again even though he wasn’t changing behavior). Guess what? I simply reminded him every morning from then on to remember to check in. . . and he never flipped the card again. My daughter is a “rule-follower” and pleaser. When a teacher flips her card for a minor infraction, she carries it with her for weeks. To this day, she can tell you which teacher flipped her card and why. She lived in fear of ever flipping the card even though I told her I just didn’t care if she flipped her card because I knew she was doing her best to be kind and to follow instructions as best she could. I knew this system didn’t feel right, but now I know why. And, it’s a two way street. . . I needed to not be focused on the minor infraction but rather on my child’s heart.

sarah hurst - September 14, 2013 - 9:34 pm

this is so well written! its so evident that this isn’t just how you parent but who you! its your heart! ever since i found your blog, years ago, i’ve always admired how you show your children love, how you teach them and how you’re silly with them too…children need that from their parents! you’re such an incredible woman of God and i want to thank you for all that you’ve taught me!

Melissa - September 15, 2013 - 8:55 pm

Very timely and interesting post. I am in student teaching currently and see a lot of this stuff going on. I could go on and on and on about how harshly I see our sweet students treated. It truly breaks my heart. Not with all teacher, but certainly in the classroom I am in. But I also saw this in my daughter’s kindergarten class two years ago. She had a wonderful teacher and a wonderful experience BUT she is naturally a really good kid that wants to please and be obedient. So, I never had a problem with it! It is nice to see it from this perspective and I will definitely think twice before implementing this in my future classroom. Thanks! 🙂

Alisa - September 18, 2013 - 10:05 am

Oh you touched on something that resonates strongly inside me as a mommy.

My now 8 year old struggled with behavior in school starting in Kindergarten. if you knew her, you’d know that she was never purposefully misbehaving. We are know in the process of having her evaluated for possible disorders but I can tell you that she is a GOOD kid with a great heart.

Repeated yellows did nothing but damage her self esteem and make me question myself as a parent. I became obsessed over what color she was instead of focusing on what good she did that day.

Second grade didn’t have a color chart and I loved it.

Third grade does again, however her teacher explained that a child rarely gets moved off of green that it’s there more as a motivator that a punative measure.

Steph - September 21, 2013 - 3:56 pm

I am so thankful for having read this post – it reinforced what my husband and I have been saying about our kindergartner. He has been working SO hard at school to stay on green – and then coming home and behaving like this child we have never met before. So many talks about looking at our hearts and seeing the root for the fruit of our lives and how the inside condition matters more than the outside performance. Thanks for sharing.

mary - September 26, 2013 - 12:36 pm

Hi! I’ve read your blog for a long time and enjoy your writing so much. Thank you for sharing your family and your adoption stories with us. On this blog post I whole heartedly agree with your thoughts on parenting and I often appreciate your reminders to care for our children’s hearts first. However I do not think it is inappropriate that our schools have systems for behavioral consequences (at the elementary level and above, I’ve never heard of this in a preschool). If my first grader disrespects his teacher or breaks a rule, I like that there is a ‘wordly’ consequence. I do want to help walk through the repentance with him at a heart level. But I think it is important for children to learn that their actions have consequences- for as a grown up they will be accountable to following the laws of our country. I want my child to understand that while his reunion with the Lord is of most importance, he will still face fines or jail time for breaking the law.

admin - September 26, 2013 - 1:32 pm

Mary! I’m in COMPLETE agreement with you sister!! This blog post is about PRESCHOOL…our sweet loves are TOO young to understand the consequences and just focus on the color. OF COURSE there needs to be other consequences for elementary, middle and high school kiddos–but this post is about preschool:). SPEAKING OF–JUST yesterday my Isaac was upset b/c he has stayed on GREEN all year! He said he doesn’t like not getting to move his name like the other children. He wants a turn on yellow and red TOO. My oldest son told him he could tell him some tricks to get on yellow or red;). Oh no! Not quite what they were going for I think. BUT it just shows you that it’s so much better to focus the heart than systems for preschoolers b/c their little brains will only focus on the systems. And obviously for some–they might be motivated in the wrong ways. I had to tell the teacher that Isaac is itching to get to move his to yellow or red–so could they consider moving it one day for a small reason even if it doesn’t merit it by their standards so he doesn’t try to get there on his own;)

Chelsea - October 22, 2013 - 6:37 pm

I am a preschool teacher and I could not agree more with you! In my classroom, we use red, yellow and green faces. Green-happy Red-sad etc. BUT my students use it each morning to evaluate how they are feeling. They are in control. At the top, it says “how are you feeling?” Breaks my heart that your little one was so upset. Thanks for sharing…as a teacher this was great to read.

That day…

Today will probably always be documented as THAT day for our family. It was a do-over to say the least. And for that reason alone–this mom just has to document it;). Because if you only document the beautiful ones–well…it’s just not real–and this was one day I hope to look back on and laugh at. (Not quite laughing just yet;).

I thought I was ahead of the game as I saw a note on the preschool bags that they boys were supposed to take in a family picture tomorrow. Most families have those already together–but since we just grew this summer and haven’t had time for a family portrait YET…I grabbed one–sent it to Walgreens 1 hour photo (I’m totally against drug stores for quality pictures–BUT it’s for the bulletin at preschool mind you!). I read another chapter of the Penderwicks to Laney–and CRASHED at 8pm last night. I *should* have not crashed–and gone to get the pictures…then we would never have THAT day to talk about;).

This morning–Rico Suave took the 2 bigs to the hybrid homeschool they attend while I took the middle 2 boys to preschool with Z baby in tow. We left 30 minutes early so we could run by Walgreens and get the family pictures for their preschool bulletin board. (Did you just read that I said we left 30 minutes EARLY? Yes–can you also say MIRACLE?! Y’all…I was on top of it–and then…it all fell apart!)

So I got to Walgreens–running in with 3 littles 4 and under in tow. I ran straight to the picture desk (Z baby on my hip, Frank spinning in circles and Isaac hysterically CRYING because he only had socks on…and was too busy singing to music on the way–and had to concentrate on singing so he couldn’t put his shoes on…and he was worried the cash register lady would laugh at him with just socks.). Oh my. I get to the photo booth and sweet lady behind the desk checks the Y basket…A basket…every letter of the alphabet basket–and NO PICTURES.

I RESEND them from my phone. And now they are printing–THANK YOU LORD! It will just be 20 minutes. Say good-bye to carpool…and hello to kids will be late for preschool (aka–park and run everyone in…aka–Zeke will be in TEARS leaving without his brothers with us and he wants to stay too). 20 minutes later–pictures are ready—we RUN out of Walgreens. AS we run out, Frank grabs the keys off my belt loop (yes–I have a HOOK that HOOKS my keys to my belt loop so I never lose them!)–I reach for my keys to realize they are NOT there. Oh no. Are they locked in the car??? I set Z baby down–dump out my purse–and then year a 4 year old giggling behind me. “I have your keys mommy!” Frank!

Well–if we HURRY…we MIGHT make the END of carpool and the Z-baby tears MIGHT be saved. I quickly put everyone in the van. RUSH to preschool. Unfortunately–preschool carpool is OVER. We run in–drop them off…but I look in my purse. NO PICTURES. Phone starts ringing–and it’s Walgreens. “Ma’am, you left your pictures…” ARE YOU KIDDING ME??

I explain to Frank and Isaac’s teachers how I left the pictures–and she tells me she needs them because she needs to laminate them. Oh my. I’ll do my best. I run out to the van. LOCKED. Keys sitting on the driver’s seat. I reach in my purse to grab my wallet to get the AAA number. NO WALLET. ARE YOU KIDDING ME?

I realize that when I was looking for keys in the Walgreens parking lot–my wallet must have been left on pavement. Oh my.

I run in the church because we live in Atlanta, GA people—and in September…it’s frying. Sweat pouring down–so I run in to stand in the A/C while I look up the AAA number on my phone. I go in a nursery room. THANK YOU LORD! There are TOYS for Z baby to play with!! He plays while I call AAA. They say they will be to my van in 45 minutes. I try to call Walgreens about my wallet…again and again…and again. Busy signal. Stink.

5 minutes. 10 minutes. 15 minutes. Just 30 to go right??

Preschool lady comes in. “Oh I’m sorry–you can’t wait in here.”

And then. It happens.

The tears come.

I grab Z-baby. Walk outside in the heat. Sit on a white bench. And I just started to cry.

Do you see me Lord?

Why so much all at once?

I’m doing the best I can. Struggling to teach the kids. Trying to find our new groove with 5. This just feels like a hard day.

AAA man finally comes. Hands me a cold water. Makes me want to cry again–that was really, really nice.

I get in the car–thank you Lord! I try to call Walgreens AGAIN about my wallet. Worried because we are on the envelope cash system so all our grocery, gas, etc money is in my wallet…so around $500 just in there–and going to be SHOCKED if it’s still there.

I pull up to Walgreens and run in. I run to the photo booth. She hands me the photos–the now SACRED photos. I hope they look fabulous on that preschool bulletin board;). I ask about my wallet. The manager goes to the back to get it out of the safe. She says someone brought it inside. EVERYTHING was there–um–except the $500. Gone.

Just for kicks–I call the police to report it. You never know what they can see on drugstore videos right? He comes–and oh the compassion in his face as he walks up was enough to remind me that it just stunk but would be okay. He watched the videos with the manager. A sweet lady turned it in. And they could actually see what appeared to be a Roswell High School kiddo with a backpack who walked by…grabbed my wallet–took the stash and left the wallet. Sweet police man said he’d go to the school and just see if he could figure it out as there might be word among kids at school that day. But really–there’s nothing else to be done.

So…off I went now lunch time to feed my little Z…put him down for a nap and then go pick up the other boys from preschool.

One little share of my morning to my sweet friends–and one friend so sweetly sent me a Starbucks coffee and another sent me a gift certificate to bless me. Although there are not so thoughtful and dishonest people in world-there are JUST AS MANY if not MORE–people who want to bless and love on you when things are hard. So thankful.

I wish I had a really good ending to this yuck day…but I’m afraid I don’t. And I’m just really glad that it’s over! Tomorrow is a NEW day–and I’m thankful that JOY comes in the morning. When things like this happen–we really can just give them to Him–and trust Him to make justice happen. I know every penny He restores–and that kiddo who took the money and walked away–has much more to carry. Our sweet children prayed for him tonight and prayed that he would know Jesus and His love…and that we would love him big. And then my sweet Parker brought me his piggy bank and told me he wanted me to have it. AND THAT…a child with a heart like his is worth more than anything you could lose or get back in material value. Hearing Laney pray for that sweet boy…watching Parker insist we take what he has worked so hard to save (for a skateboard!)…makes you realize the hard things do not matter and some times you just have to step back and NOT see things in this world from a worldly perspective. The lessons that were learned today in the hearts of my children…were worth so much more!

And tonight–I go to bed with a thankful heart–that He is making my children into such precious ones…and that we don’t have to worry about the things of this world as we keep our eyes focused on Him!! And THAT…that ending–is about as good as it can get!

As things don’t go your way or as hard things happen–ask the Lord to give you EYES TO SEE…to see things differently and to understand what He might be doing or how He wants to work through the hard. He is El Roi! The God who sees! You are never forgotten!

 

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September. {here lately}

Life is full.

My heart is more than full.

But I’m not going to lie–it is also really challenging (aka = hard) with so many littles right now. We are in a sweet, sweet season. Full of finding missing lovies (very high priority on our list), discovering baking soda and then Colgate removes stains from American Girl doll faces, running carpool craziness from activity to activity and trying to slow down in between to just be together and listen to their hearts.

Today was one of those hard, crazy days. Flying solo with Rico Suave doing business. Guitar lessons for him. Piano lessons for her. Soccer for another him. Gymnastics for another. And then Awanas for all. I ran into the church–late (of course)–dropped them all off (minus Zeke of course who is permanently glued to my hip)…and I took a deep breath. I looked up to see other moms doing the same. Y’all. It’s not easy. No matter where you are–it’s hard…so good–but hard. (I often don’t write about the hard because I get the comment that I should just be thankful to have children–and I AM…but it is perfectly okay to voice the hard y’all.) And today–well, it was one of those days. I stood here in that hallway taking a deep breath. I had made it…through another day. And with Awanas–I had just over an hour with just me and Zeke tonight since Rico was out of town on business. Zeke squatted down–and as everything got quiet in the PEACE–he let one rip (aka – passed gas!). The other moms looked our way–he grinned, patted his bottom and said one of the 2 English words he knows—BUBBLES. Oh MY! I bursted into laughter…as did the other moms–and in my fatigue I was laughing reminded how SWEET this mommy journey really is!

Honestly, this momma NEEDS this time to refuel–which made me want to encourage YOU other moms to REFUEL as well. Homeschooling with 5 children ages 9 and under–there are definitely a few things that help us thrive…or some days SURVIVE. Some days you just have to get through!! Here are a few things that really have helped me reaching the thriving side:

1. Take care of yourself. Make sure you are eating healthy–3 meals a day and staying hydrated. This might sound silly to some–but if you have a bunch of littles…you know how 2pm can hit and you realize you haven’t even had breakfast yet. This is NOT good for your health, immune system or for your littles. Make SURE you are eating well–in the very least 3 meals a day.

Another component of taking care of yourself–find TIME TO YOURSELF. No matter what your personality type is–we ALL need time to unwind to ourselves! Make sure you are getting some QUITE DOWN TIME every day–even if it’s just 30 minutes. Nap when you have the opportunity. And if you don’t–give your little a book to read while you lay beside them and read too. Our kids have quiet time EVERY DAY. The babies and toddler nap while the bigs read…and mommy some times dozes off while reading too! It might just be for 30 minutes–but it is good to unwind and rest! ALSO be sure to take time ONCE a week to be KID FREE. Some times this isn’t always possible when you have a newborn or one newly home through adoption. (We are in that boat right now!) BUT–our kids go to Awanas one night a week–a program at our church. It’s the night we will go grab coffee together–or when Rico Suave is out of town–it offers me a breather and an hour and a half to do a Target run…some times just walking up and down the aisles looking at things and piddling is restoring to me. Find a way whether through a kids program or a babysitter to get time away at least once a week. (This might look different if you homeschool or have toddlers–just be sure you are getting time to yourself in some way…even if its during nap time–simply sitting on your back porch and breathing!)

2. Make time in His Word and pray Throughout the Day. Your quiet times will look very different as a mom and in different stages of life. You have to get creative. Right now, I keep a box of Bible verses and I’ll sort through them through the day. It’s a way for His Word to speak to my heart. In the middle of crazy some times I’ll just pick out 5 cards and read them…and it’s amazing how His Word speaks to you and calms. My prayer time as a mom looks vastly different than before I was a mom. I find myself talking to Him constantly–praying through out the day rather than waking an hour before littles rise. We often have long nights at our house with our new one–so this momma sleeps until the first bird wakes her. The Lord knows and sees me…El Roi–He is the God who sees us!! Right now in this season I might not can wake early or have extended daily prayer times–but I recognize my need for Him and pray throughout the day to Him. Oh how I need Him that is for sure!!

3. Unless your house is on the market–don’t clean it like it is. I always tell friends who come over to my MESSY house that my job is to make them feel better with my messy house;). When your littles are little–do not worry about keeping a perfectly clean house! With 5 children–I have to do a load of laundry a day–BUT I wait until the weekend to fold everything. It’s all clean by Friday. If they need something clean–they get to use their visual sensory skills to sort through the piles (it’s good for them;)–and on the weekend when Rico is there to help…I turn on some music (or enjoy the QUIET) and fold away. Sure my children do chores–but did you see their ages?? I have to remind them…I often have to help them…and if I wanted it to be perfect–I’d have to redo it for them too. But life is just too short to live that way–so I let them help, do their best and I try to rest after I put them all to bed.

4. Let the big kids help where they can. Never underestimate what children can do! I remember watching African children in Zambia at the ages of 5 and 6 carry siblings on their back and care for them ALL DAY LONG while their mom was gone! Now, I’m not saying you should put your 6 year old in charge of the others by any means;)…but they can definitely help more than you might think! Our 7 and 9 year olds help the 2 and 4 year olds with their breakfasts so this mom can shower in the MORNING instead of going all day without. I definitely couldn’t homeschool without the bigs taking turns helping with the littles while I teach the other big–so never underestimate what a child can help with! It’s amazing to watch them rise to the occasion and even how they grow when given a challenge.

5. Stay connected to your spouse. This is actually probably more like #1–but these are in now way ordered in number of importance:) The more littles you have–the harder this can be. COMMUNICATING WELL is probably the key component of this. Richard and I don’t go to bed angry. We voice the things that are hard–and we walk through how we could each possibly tweak things to help make them better. We have thrown out every idea of “who should do what”–and we both cook, we both clean, we both do laundry…as well as bed time, bath time, sports coaching and often even school work (although for the most part I’m done with that by the time he gets home from work). We bleed a TEAM mentality here–and talk through our day at the end of every day. And we pray together. The kids see us talking through things, being silly together and serving one another–and they are learning as they watch…how to do life with another. If I ever say I think we could use counseling to get back on track–Rico Suave doesn’t fuss…he just says LET’S DO IT!! We take our connection and time together seriously–and make sure we are agreeing and staying on the same page in every area concerning our family. This can be a lot of work at first–but once you get in your groove–it’s really so much fun and such a joy to have someone to run with!

So thankful for how the Lord has been caring for us these last few months…and things truly are really, really good. Last night Zeke even slept in his crib (in our room!) for the ENTIRE night without crying or needing to get through the other half of the night sandwiched between us! Each week seems to bring another connecting, secure milestone–and we are just trusting Him daily for strength. I’m not EVER looking into tomorrow–because tomorrow has enough of it’s own. We are just one day at a time over here!! We are having a lot of fun–learning a ton–and I hope our children in between all the lessons (lots of them in this season!) are feeling the LOVE more than anything else. For those of you who have been praying for us during this time of connecting with a new one–THANK YOU. We have felt your prayers…and we are thankful.

Tomorrow is a new day!! I’m excited to experience it…and can’t wait to live it to the fullest!

Blessings!

Andrea

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Chris - September 5, 2013 - 9:34 am

I tell friends they can write their name in the dust in my house, just not the date LOL.

Dawn - September 5, 2013 - 1:21 pm

LOVE THIS! SO very true!!!!
Praying for you! I used to feel so alone in all of this “transition etc” in my life, now I know because I see it in other’s blogs…..I am not alone and that really helps!

Laura - September 5, 2013 - 7:46 pm

Thanks for sharing. Life is hard. Parenting is hard. I love being a mom and am so thankful I have my children, but being a parent is hard work. My oldest is 20…it is still hard!

Jennifer - September 6, 2013 - 2:18 pm

Oh, that little stinker! 😉 Thank you for the reminder! That time for yourself thing is the one I struggle with the most.