Tuesday, January 28, 2014

The Boy Wept

“I just have to tell you that I hear good things about your son,” said the man in front on me at Captain D’s.

I always enjoy hearing compliments about my children but this one pulled back the curtain of his very character and excited me as a parent…a parent who wonders each day if we are doing all we can to raise up our children in the way they should go, and in the love and admonition of the Lord.

The man’s son was standing behind him and began to tell me what he had witnessed from the Boy.

The young man telling the story just happens to be an assistant coach of the Boy’s basketball team. The Boy’s coach has dubbed him and another boy the “heart of the team,” because he has been a great encourager all year to his teammates, but this compliment ran deeper in this momma’s mind.

The ball team was playing the first game of the area tournament. The teams were tied in score and one of our players, Spencer, hit the winning shot!

As the team was loaded on the bus and making their way home, he was anxious to call me to share the details of Spencer’s winning shot, he was so proud for him.

The assistant coach began to share in the lunch line that after Spencer made the winning shot he turned and looked at the very excited team and he noticed the Boy was crying.

He wept…the Boy wept for his friend.

When I say this I am reminded of myself being a child and being called to the front of the church where we all were to recite a piece of scripture; 99% of us said “Jesus wept” every Sunday. We recited it because it is the shortest piece of scripture in the Bible, and we youngsters found no time to spend throughout our week to learn new scripture. But what I learned in just recent years is just how profound these two words are.

In the story of Lazarus, Jesus wept because he could feel the pain of those around him who were mourning at the death of Lazarus. Jesus knew that he was going to raise Lazarus from the dead but scripture said he was deeply moved in his spirit; he loved Lazarus and his family so deeply that he was moved with compassion and he wept.

The Boy is not Jesus, but what I see in his weeping is his spirit. Even though he was not mourning in this situation, he was moved in his spirit with love and compassion for his friend Spencer that he was proud for him, excited for him; deeply moved to the point that he wept.

Jesus came to teach us to love one another, and through love will we reach out and be the hands and feet of Christ, will we be able to feel so deeply for others that we weep in good and bad times, and feel compelled to be the comfort to those down trodden, we will change a world when we can feel for others, not just do for others.

I see the Boy’s ability to love and it makes me proud to see a glimpse of what a child looks like when they are raised in the love and admonition of the Lord. I’m appreciative of God’s ways and the people in our lives that live those principals in front of our children; helping raise them.

1 Corinthians 13:1 Though I speak with the tongues of men and of angels, and have not love, I am become as sounding brass, or a clanging cymbal.
2 And though I have the gift of prophecy, and understand all mysteries, and all knowledge; and though I have all faith, so that I could remove mountains, and have not love, I am nothing.
3 And though I bestow all my goods to feed the poor, and though I give my body to be burned, and have not love, it profits me nothing

I think this scripture shows us that what people really want is just someone to love them, feel for them, help them, rejoice with them...we were created to love.

Thursday, January 16, 2014

12 Days of Thomas Christmas

On the 12th Day of Christmas my true love brought to me:

12 grandbabies ready for Christmas at Mamaws

11 funny faces and one pouty

10 nervous minutes singing in the Christmas Program (more like 3 mintues - felt like 10)

9 thumbs up for Papaws Chocolate gravy!

8 babies making cookies/plates for Santa.

7 babies happy with new Bow & Arrows from Aunt Misty!

6 sisters with monogrammed aprons that are from my sister’s restaurant.

5 new pictures for the Grandparents of the senior!

4 Hippity Hops for teenagers.

3 gifts from the husband - this is my fav. (loving rose gold now)

2 new babies for us to enjoy for Christmas!

1 beautiful quilt made by my grandmother years ago, and hand quilted by the Amish this year at my mothers expense. Thank you, Momma, the Amish and Mammaw Dean for the heirloom!

12 Days After Christmas my true love brought to me:

12 o'clock fun on New Years Eve with great food and company at Midtown Café.

11,thousand fake leaves attached to a hunting suit that we obviously will need when the apocalypse hits.

10 days of clothes hanging over the banister to dry, attempting to catch-up on snow day laundry.

9 hours of me wearing a medical mask so I didn’t contract the husbands vicious virus!

8th Grade Basketball Night was commenced…the boy is called “The Heart of the Team!” He is a great encourager…

7 hours of living under the boys birthday hex…As he opened his gift to find a new PS3 game I scored on Black Friday, the game didn’t work - so we thought. 7 hours later we discovered his PS3 bit the dust.

6 teens completing two DECA Manuals for competition later this month - one mom reviewing page after page for edits.

5 minutes slipped away as the husband and I had breakfast at 11:00 p.m. at the Huddle House.

4 poster boards for the kids and I to make “Goal Boards” and hang in our dressing areas. The Middle Girl and I have completed ours with goals, prayers and bucket list items that motivate us each day. Not sure why the Eldest Girl hasn’t completed hers, but the Boy’s goal is to not make the board, I’m pretty sure.

3 teens home from school on several “cold” days…never have we missed school due to low temperatures. 

2 14-year-olds until the Middle Girl turns 15 later this month.

1 couple spending date night working a puzzle. Couldn't love more...

“Family is the most important thing in the world.” – Princess Diana

Monday, January 13, 2014

Outgrowing The Old

These were the first things I bought when I found out I was pregnant with Eldest Girl. As I stood and looked at them last night I’m tickled how they foretold the future of this child unbeknownst to me. Oh how she loves to read…

As we disassemble the toy room, sell cabinets, pack away memories, toys, and stories; we embark on repurposing the room so it will compliment where my children are in their lives today - in need of a place to socialize - leaving us to repurpose the room as a “media” room: t.v., movies, games, etc…

It’s the first of hopefully many changes to our home this year, as the time has come to heal drywall of nine years of raising children, entertaining family and hosting birthday parties. Bring up-to-date, well, our lives.

In only nine years this once brand new home seems out-of-touch with who we are now. When first built, it was ready to meet all of our needs. Equipped with an office for our business, a kitchen to sustain my catering services, and a toy room to occupy three tots and their buddies.

Now with technology, career move and puberty, this house isn’t used like it once was. Laptops have moved the husbands “office” to his man cave area, teenagers have no use for a toy room and triple ovens are not needed by a dealership Internet Sales Manager who specializes in frozen entrees.

As we patch the walls and redesign, I plan to take the old and use to decorate the new in the form of photos, coloring sheets, and dishes designed with Sharpies at the hands of babies in this kitchen, I’m excited to see what else this year holds. I’m excited to show you when it’s finished.

In other Thomas’ family business:

While having lunch several weeks ago I explained a particularly large parenting decision to the Husband that we needed to make. With his spoon of soup half-way lifted to his mouth, and heavily tapping his right pointer finger into the table top he said, “I have NEVER parented these children and I will NOT start today.” Mean mugging me with a smirk underneath he added, “You can’t make me,” as he slurped his soup, still shaking his head. As I thanked him for the past almost 18 years of saying, “whatever you think,” I just laughed. Why am I taken to an episode of King of Queens every time he and I get together?

He and I spent the weekend in Louisville. We were asleep by 10:30 p.m. our time - we’re awesome! The fact that he uses my mirror to speak to me is my fav. This is how I found out we were going:

Recently, I took a test drive with a guy who races cars. We test drove a 2013 Corvette 427 - first time in a Corvette, right here! When the customer pulls over to buy his own gas for the test drive, be prepared… As I climbed up the seatbelt in fetal position, he asked if I was scared. “No, I always ride like this,” I kindly replied in my Alvin the Chipmunk voice.

Good news: I lived to tell about it.