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okay with advent…

I often find myself in the position parents all throughout time have been in, explaining a large word or concept to my 4 year old in ways she can grasp. The word we were discussing was the word “patience”. A word her daddy needs to work on every bit as much as she does. The phrase I came up with to help her understand was simply, “patience means it’s okay to wait”. An appropriate word, as next Sunday begins the season of “Advent”.

In Exodus 24, God calls Moses to the mountain to meet with him. Moses goes, and ends up having to wait 6 days before God reveals himself. As they’re meeting together on the mountain, the people of God find themselves waiting 40 days and 40 nights, and they grow impatient. It seems not only here, but throughout scripture, God’s people should be those who not only “know how” to wait well, but look forward to those times of waiting.

This seems to be appropriately against the normal pace of an instant gratification world. The culture of hurry, and filled schedules. It also seems like a very important/beneficial time to embrace the concept of “waiting”, as we begin the season of Advent this week. We wait, and what we will celebrate together gives us strength and reason to remain faithful today.

The people of God in Exodus 24 lost sight of that. In chapter 32, we read a disappointing scene where God’s people have lost patience in waiting for Moses. In their impatience, they’ve created an idol to give them spiritual gratification immediately. I don’t think it’s much of a stretch to say, many times we Jesus-loving church goers find ourselves with the same desire for instant spiritual gratification.

But what about the faithfulness of God that comes after a period of waiting? All of creation waited for Christ to come, and oh how things have changed! The people of God wandered in the wilderness, waiting to enter the promised land. Jesus spent his time in the wilderness, being tempted by Satan and spending time apart with God – preparing him for his earthly ministry. Noah and his family waited through the storms, and waited even beyond that for the water to recede, in order to experience the covenant living of God. Abraham and Sarah waited quite longer than they expected, to experience the beginning of God’s faithfulness to His word.

In each of these, the wait was much more than “okay”.

May we be people who are not only experienced in, but filled with anticipation by…waiting on the Lord.

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for me too?

I remember taking “Speech” back in college.  All students were required to participate in an all-day speech tournament, and there were rules/guidelines we each had to follow.  I decided I would do a speech that helped me with a paper I was writing for “Bible”, and so mine was on the discovery of the Dead Sea Scrolls.  What I hadn’t thought about was how boring of a topic that would be for a speech competition.  I tried hard to make it entertaining, even making a visual set of “caves” from which I removed each note-card for my speech.  But in the end, I only lasted one round.

But in the process of teaching others about the Dead Sea Scrolls, I became more knowledgeable on the topic myself.  I could answer any question, and would even find ways to tell others about them – because my brain was wrapped around this topic.  I’ll tell you, I was a real hit at parties around this time. (sarcasm)

It’s a natural temptation, sometimes, to think about our role as Spiritual Guides and Bible teachers to our children as completely “for the kids”.  But to do this is to miss out on a huge aspect of God’s desire for our parenting journey…

(to read the rest of this post, check out my guest post at “To Show Them Jesus“)

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the fall of parenting.

”Look, the trees are naked!” my daughter yells with glee
As nature sheds it’s colored hues they love to look and see
In spring we’ll walk through paths of green, and wake their sleeping buds
But for now we’ll play in piles of leaves, then wash our hands with suds.

It’s jacket weather once again
The arms they’ve figured out
But trying to understand the complexity of a zipper
Makes them scream and shout.

Some days we keep the windows open, taking in the breeze
Other days the tissues run lower with every snotty sneeze.
The colors red, and gold, and orange filling up the skies –
To drive around and drink it in with thirsty pairs of eyes

Is more fun than moments with a rake and paper sacks
They remind mom and dad that’s it’s okay to relax.
They teach us this throughout the day, and hope we’ve listened well
I think they smile themselves to sleep when warm drinks they smell.

“Mom and dad are taking time to enjoy the seasons’ weather,
They’re in the kitchen making hot drinks and sipping them together.”
Maybe not, and they’ve no clue the lessons that they teach
Like asking us for something that they need that’s out of reach.

Reminding us to pray to God for things, from Heaven sent.
Just another season to give thanks for being a parent.

(Yup, it rhymes regularly. Deal with it, poet hippies.)