How to Train a Super Hero {Beginners Edition}

Since the year 2013 rang in, there have been a number of ways I feel the Lord has tried to get my attention. Over the past few weeks I’ve been going through learning about grace, patience, love and the depth of those two from the cross.

When I look at my boys I immediately notice their differences and the importance of me catering to their very “different” needs. What a year this has thus far been!

In previous posts I’ve explained how different my boys are and it’s not until this week that I’ve truly taken in their “boy.”

So when I think of my blog title I think of the reasons I named it what it is and those reasons didn’t start out with the deep meaningful background that it stands on today. I was going for a supermom theme-cute type name. But never could I have imagined that God would reveal far more greater things to me through blogging.

So what exactly is a super hero?

When we think super hero we automatically recollect on red capes, big ripped overly exaggerated muscles, ridiculous voices, spider webs being shot all over the house  and the sound of “not so fast!” being used as a term of endearment.

Merriam-Webster defines a super hero as: a fictional hero having extraordinary or superhuman powers;also : an exceptionally skillful or successful person.

In real life my superhero is not so fictional. Instead he walks with a crown of Glory-one that he got through proving his love to the world. My super hero has suffered the scars of sin and affliction that were not his own. My super hero pushed me out-of-the-way of death when I was entrapped to a life of turmoil and mischief.

This man, this SUPER man sat at the beginning of earth with the Lord being Lord, came down to earth to experience my pain, my grief, my sorrow, my temptation, my sin; hung his head in love and rose to assume the role of Christ once for all to all people. My super hero is Jesus–and he is real.

You see, when I look at my parenting and as I look to rearing my children in the right direction, I can’t help but think “I’m not training them to be robots that adhere to all the standards of society, I’m training them to be like Jesus. My child rearing should be pointing them to JESUS and teaching them a daily lifestyle of confession and repentance. It’s important for them to know where they stand and where God stands so that they understand their roles in life as they grow.

What does that mean? What does life under the SON look like?

Life under the son is developing character and living in full submission to his lordship on a regular basis. It means we understand our lack of perfection and need to be rescued.

For so long I have tried to figure out ways to practically teach my children by sitting them in front me and reading the entire bible to them. But I realized that my children are watching me. They are learning how to love God and how to serve others through me. They are learning accountability and suffering, character and love through me. I can’t come to grips with that enough. That’s so overwhelming!!!

Training up my boys in the fear of the Lord means also that I need to understand them. What are their weaknesses, what are their fears, their strengths, their likes and dislikes. My oldest son very often falls into the line of people pleasing. He’s often too worried about what others think of him. I pray hard daily that the Lord will help him to understand his value as a young boy and the importance of his role as a growing man. My littlest is strong-willed to the point of no return. I pray daily that the Lord will break him down and help him to be humble. I’m still actually learning on that one. LOL

One thing I’ve learned in my journey of mommahood is to never stop praying and giving myself up to the Lord because when I do I miss things that are crucial to serving my children. Also, never to stop praying and giving my arrows up to the Lord. It’s a daily process that makes me grow so weary at times.

I fail. I forget. I yell a few times, I get exhausted, and I ask sometimes why me but that’s mothering. It’s a huge job.

I’m learning how to train a not-so superhero-Jesus’ way.

The Father of Lies

This morning. Oh this lovely morning. Born from a busy weekend. Inhabited by frustrations and lack of sleep.  Monday evening I packed up my things with eagerness to run out of the door of my department and hit the clock that no longer bonds me a slave to making money to provide for my family.

Anxious to get home to those sweet little faces and make the  public house announcement that it was time for bed, I was excited and hoping to catch up on the time I missed out on the weekend to spend with my boys. Excited to finally wash away the troubles and stress of the work day and put on my mom clothes. – an ode to motherhood.

Sunday night we had an awakening surprise that I’d didn’t think of. My oldest boy had a moment. One of those moments that kept us up for an hour and a half. Hoping to reason by purposely pouring into him.

The night ended with crying, worship and an exhausted look from me to my beau. Finally the boys went to sleep, hunney left and I went straight upstairs to dump myself in bed and rid my mind of the thought of catching up on the rest of the house.

The next morning. This morning. I woke asking the Lord to strengthen me and encourage me to move forward throughout the day.

I was met with resistance from my six-year-old which resulted in me taking away his privileges for the week. It’s exhausting really but then its amazing really…to see how  much they trust in a sinner like me until they understand who I really am and start to trust God. It’s so amazing to know that God gives me a large hand of authority to raise them for a little while.

Anyway. After dropping my boys at the bus stop I rushed back home to where an extra hour of sleep awaited me.

Have you ever noticed how if your carrying something heavy, the closer you get to home the more unbearably heavy it gets? Well that’s how my eyes felt. Heavy.

I think we can use the same scenario when talking about waiting for Jesus to come. The burdens and suffering grow thicker and courser as we near the coming of our Saviour.

Ok, so I drag myself up the stairs and dump myself in my all to comfortable bed and I start to replay everything the morning had brought to me. My heart was heavy for my

oldest. Still in between a groggy sleep I say a brief prayer and doze.
And then it hit me.

Sinful thoughts and belief of lies that raising my boys will  never get better. That life is everything it will ever be now. That trusting God is maybe a big mistake.

Doubt.

With his cunning deceit, tricky words, and scenes that set up destruction.

He was playing this part well.

He knew when to pause and when yo take a bow.

He knew the times to try us against each other.

He staged every part of the act. From selfishness to pride, from anger and frustration; from unrepentance to unforgiveness.

Perverting the picture of Gods eternal glory like he’s been all along.

That crafty Satan. That father of lies.

Stay alert! Watch out for your great enemy, the devil. He prowls around like a roaring lion, looking for someone to devour. Stand firm against him, and be strong in your faith. Remember that your Christian brothers and sisters all over the world are going through the same kind of suffering you are.

In his kindness God called you to share in his eternal glory by means of Christ Jesus. So after you have suffered a little while, he will restore, support, and strengthen you, and he will place you on a firm foundation.  All power to him forever! Amen. (1 Peter 5:8)

How could I forget? That there is someone standing behind waiting for me to fall to my death. Waiting for my children to denounce the name of their creator.

That silly satan. My silly flesh.

Introducing the father of lies.

Linking up with: Messy Marriage

My Brothers Keeper: Teaching Them to Love Like JESUS

The other day I read a blog entry by Becky Kopitzke that started out with a book called Redeeming Love . That got me to thinking.

This morning I woke up cranky, intolerable and just plain not in a good mood because I’m exhausted. I can remember looking into the eyes of my children and hearing my oldest ask, “why are you so angry mommy?”  They hadn’t seen irritation from me like this in a long time. They were worried.

This week started off totally gruesome for me. To start, I lost my bus pass while running to catch a bus, was burned by scolding hot water at work (completely an accident) and the day ended with me walking almost two miles home and sending my children to bed without mommy time. -Exhausting

I woke up this morning trying to regain traction and felt so limp and weak but through this totally gruesome day I found hope in the  love of Jesus. -Comfort in God’s word

(All praise to God, the Father of our Lord Jesus Christ. God is our merciful Father and the source of all comfort.  He comforts us in all our troubles so that we can comfort others. When they are troubled, we will be able to give them the same comfort God has given us.  For the more we suffer for Christ, the more God will shower us with his comfort through Christ.  Even when we are weighed down with troubles, it is for your comfort and salvation! For when we ourselves are comforted, we will certainly comfort you. Then you can patiently endure the same things we suffer.  We are confident that as you share in our sufferings, you will also share in the comfort God gives us.

 We think you ought to know, dear brothers and sisters, about the trouble we went through in the province of Asia. We were crushed and overwhelmed beyond our ability to endure, and we thought we would never live through it.  In fact, we expected to die. But as a result, we stopped relying on ourselves and learned to rely only on God, who raises the dead.  And he did rescue us from mortal danger, and he will rescue us again. We have placed our confidence in him, and he will continue to rescue us.  And you are helping us by praying for us. Then many people will give thanks because God has graciously answered so many prayers for our safety.)

– 2nd Corinthians 1: 3-11

Over the past few weeks I’ve been stressing to my boys the importance of being brothers and being their brother keeper.

Of Course they are boys, they argue, they fall out laughing, they tattle when the other is not cooperative to the others selfish motives. And then they reconcile.

– back to best brothers as usual. I’ve learned overtime that this is the way of the brotherhood  and It’s something I can’t change. What I can change is their view of each other throughout their brotherhood in light of the cross.

I can exemplify and teach them repentance when they have offended one another, caring for each other like in Matthew 22:39 and loving each other like in 1 Corinthians 13. I can teach them the importance of grace and compassion, and forgiveness and patience.

-but it first starts with me. It starts with me understanding my charge as not only their mother but as their sister in Christ.

This is my commandment: Love each other in the same way I have loved you. 13 There is no greater love than to lay down one’s life for one’s friends. You are my friends if you do what I command.  I no longer call you slaves, because a master doesn’t confide in his slaves. Now you are my friends, since I have told you everything the Father told me. You didn’t choose me. I chose you. I appointed you to go and produce lasting fruit, so that the Father will give you whatever you ask for, using my name. This is my command: Love each other.

John 15: 12-17

Therefore be imitators of God, as beloved children.  And walk in love, as Christ loved us and gave himself up for us, a fragrant offering and sacrifice to God.

Ephesians 5:1-2

This morning I couldn’t help but to repent and ask my babies for forgiveness for not loving them like I should. I asked the Lord to redeem my way of loving them.

When we remember Jesus and the true meaning of his resurrection we can have hope in knowing that he died to redeem our love and in his love we are redeemed to love.

HIS way

I know that I can go to the cross every time I mess up and exchange my way for Jesus’ way. This is where it begins for those little eyes. This is how they will learn to love like Jesus.

My love isn’t perfect but his is and by it we are all redeemed.

I hope you all enjoy your Easter and are encouraged by the resurrection of Jesus and the fact that he now he lives in our hearts perfecting his love that he has been redeeming ever since.

Journey to Be Renewed

I first started blogging in the midst of a heartbreaking situation that gripped my life. Divorce. I needed something to help me make better use of my time and my thoughts. We all know how that could be. It was an everlasting emotional and messy scenario all together. I cried, I prayed, I fought the fear present issues and complications. I wrestled with regret of not listening and confusion of where to go next and I looked to different individuals to pull me out of my despair. In this journey, I sought the Lord more than I ever did before. I detached myself from society and honed in my role as mother and servant. It was very challenging because I had to face some realities about myself and grasp on to some truths about God that changed my life.

I transferred my membership to the church where I now attend and discovered new relationships and healing. I found a family of believers that are truly amazing to me and have aided in my growth through fellowship.

I almost feel like I met the love of my life while walking through life with my head down. My story of meeting my him is very peculiar and I thank God for sending him to me. He challenges me to run after God more and to be a better person all around. Besides God, nobody has taken more time to understand and know me and see the world through my eyes. I love you babe.

So this year has been a hard one. One that has left some deep scars and memories. But on the contrary, I remember sitting on my couch on the eve of new years 2011 crying in desperation for God to change me. I didn’t know what was coming but I prayed for his grace to hold on and get through. You see, I’ve learned that that magical man that I thought God was, was not so. I’ve learned that as a christian, I was called to suffer, and struggle-not that God does not bless me either because I’ve never had my gas or electric shut off, never been late on my rent and I’ve always had food on the table and have even gotten promoted on my job-not to mention he’s kept me and my children safe through the tragic times of this year. But I realized through this all that God sits Higher than anything or anyone and he was right there all along. When I wanted to be shielded from the pain of my actions he shielded me….while I was running. That pain has allowed growth.

So I haven’t been posting for a few weeks because I wanted to take that all in-that year after year God is and has been gracious and good to me.

In 2013 I am embarking on a new journey with my family. I’m not making an resolutions but I’m praying that God would allow me to grow more and learn more in servanthood, motherhood and maybe even wifelyhood. lol

I will be taking a few months to serve my family and redo this blog. See ya then!

-Choose love

Grace To The Gray

“Is that a gray hair?”

I leaned closer into the mirror to give it a yank. Talk about mixed emotions-“that is a gray hair!!”

I began to calculate my youth immediately in my head. “I’m too young!?”, God I CANNOT go gray.”  Turning to the side to assess the rest of my head I mumbled, “what is happening to you?”

But then I heard the Lord say-“what’s wrong with gray hair? Do you think I give them out easily?”

Proverbs 16:31 Gray hair is a crown of glory; it is gained in a righteous life.

“Well maybe it’s not so bad.”

I thought about all the hidden troubles in having this gray hair. It was almost a life changing experience-but it hit me. I’m twenty-two years old and I’ve gone through some pretty rough things-things that have helped me to learn and things that have changed my heart and helped me to grow. GOD kept me.Sure things are tough at times but when I think about the roughest path I’ve had to walk, I have to accept that There are far more worst things that I didn’t see, that GOD and GOD alone has protected me from.

“James 3:17 But the wisdom from above is first pure, then peaceable,gentle, open to reason, full of mercy and good fruits, impartial and sincere.”

I then understood that where I am in my life- this gray hair marks my progress. It is GOD’s simple way of saying, “My how you’ve grown.” And grown in his grace and wisdom.

So in that case-I’m glad that he decided to give me grace and a gray hair.

Update: Work in Progress

About a month ago I wrote a post about some habits I’d like to form and ones I wouldn’t mind kicking to the curb. Whenever I take a step forward or backward I think of this post. Let’s review.

Am I smiling more? Yes! More than I have in a long time. I’ve allowed God to completely control the flow of my life and with that I have found peace in letting go what I can’t control and saving time for the littlest things that turn out to mean so much. I can’t quite say that my daily readings or my quiet times with God have improved much but I have been more making more effort in applying the word more and studying and thus things are steadily moving forward.

I’ve learned over the last month how much money and time I can save by planning meals and freezing them; not to mention canning. I’ve been planning meals more carefully and making many more homemade things where I can control the ingredients. I’ve even found that I enjoy cooking a bunch! I’ve been embracing more homemade things and I even found a recipe on pinterest to make fruit roll ups, applesauce and the like so let the healthy living begin!! I’m in love with the extra time I’ve gained by pre-preparing meals and planning a list of things to do for the week though I should spend my time more wisely. I have also done the unthinkable!! I’ve cut out the T.V!!! My kids think I’m nuts but I’m finding more things that create memories and doing them with the boys; it’s more work sometimes but well worth the laughs and time that I’ve received.  Everything is much better when there is a lesser influence of a third-party i.e the TV. LOL!

One thing I’ve been super proud of is our activity time. I’ve managed to fit family game night into our schedule every Thursday though we’ve played candy land a million times this week it seems. Even my little number 2 in his little three’s has learned how to be a competitive little muncher. I will admit though, I’m too tired to read the super long books we have to them every night so I’ve started to slowly jump into the punch of reading every night. Reading is such an important thing to me, though it can be an easy habit to fall out of. Sometimes my kids relate more through stories and action and that helps them a lot. It also stimulates their brain which I’m front row for that. And!!!! We have started the 100 book challenge. I’m so siked that something from my childhood has evolved to stay put in my kids lives. Wish us the best…it’s 100 books.

This past week has been drastically long for us with the time difference and all. Our schedule is in an uproar it seems and I feel like the kids turned into little boogie men overnight. Just a laugh….So with that said I think my list of habits to increase and kick has grown and still has room to grow. My laundry is still in the dryer though Ha! I think once number 2’s birthday is over this month I will add potty training maybe exercise? Isn’t answering to “MOMMY!!!!!!!” one hundred times a day enough workout for one day? LOL There is still more to come. that’s why I am a work in progress.

-choose Love

Journey To One Thousand Gifts 37-45

I’ve been down and out lately; Sick with the flu, keeping busy and living a careful life to the Lord. Mostly just sick with the flu LOL!  I wondered how I would do it all, but then a friend reminded me that I don’t; God does. See in my weakness Christ is made strong; which means I count on God’s strength to redeem my lack of consistency. We are forever supposed to rely on the Lord to fight for us because he is mighty, he knows the roads blindfolded. I realized that if I continue to try to please God with my own solutions and power, I shame the cross that Jesus so humbly allowed Himself to be pinned to. My goal for this week is to not ask God for anything and in return give over everything; praise power, will, strength, prayer. I want to practice more application and less mouthacation if you know what I mean. Okay so Here we go: Will you see the little things in life that God has given? Will you acknowledge with me the beauty of the life that he gave? If so, stay right there and Dare to Live Fully Right Where You Are..

Gifts Redeemed: 

37. My soul

38. Time with kids

39. My fears

A Gift Silent, Still, Strong:

40. Peace

41. The air I breathe

42. The Lord’s hand

Gifts Undervalued:

43. Time

44. Presence

45. Goodness

James 1:2-18

Dear brothers and sisters, when troubles come your way, consider it an opportunity for great joy. For you know that when your faith is tested, your endurance has a chance to grow. So let it grow, for when your endurance is fully developed, you will be perfect and complete, needing nothing.

If you need wisdom, ask our generous God, and he will give it to you. He will not rebuke you for asking. But when you ask him, be sure that your faith is in God alone. Do not waver, for a person with divided loyalty is as unsettled as a wave of the sea that is blown and tossed by the wind. Such people should not expect to receive anything from the Lord. Their loyalty is divided between God and the world, and they are unstable in everything they do.

Believers who are poor have something to boast about, for God has honored them. 10 And those who are rich should boast that God has humbled them. They will fade away like a little flower in the field. 11 The hot sun rises and the grass withers; the little flower droops and falls, and its beauty fades away. In the same way, the rich will fade away with all of their achievements.

12 God blesses those who patiently endure testing and temptation. Afterward they will receive the crown of life that God has promised to those who love him. 13 And remember, when you are being tempted, do not say, “God is tempting me.” God is never tempted to do wrong, and he never tempts anyone else. 14 Temptation comes from our own desires, which entice us and drag us away. 15 These desires give birth to sinful actions. And when sin is allowed to grow, it gives birth to death.

16 So don’t be misled, my dear brothers and sisters. 17 Whatever is good and perfect comes down to us from God our Father, who created all the lights in the heavens. He never changes or casts a shifting shadow. 18 He chose to give birth to us by giving us his true word. And we, out of all creation, became his prized possession

In your struggling this week where can you seek an opportunity for God’s great Joy?? I’d like to hear.