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Slow Down People!

But Jacob said, “My master can see that the children are frail. And the flocks and herds are nursing, making for slow going. If I push them too hard, even for a day, I’d lose them all. So, master, you go on ahead of your servant, while I take it easy at the pace of my flocks and children. I’ll catch up with you in Seir.”
I love this passage related to the word slow.  Today’s Five Minute Friday prompt is: SLOW.  In Genesis and today there was and is movement.  People are busy.
But, Jacob took time to be with the baby animals who make for slow going.  He was still going to Seir (wherever that is), but he was intentionally moving slowly.  I need this same reminder to slow down for my kids to get ready in the mornings, slow down so the puppy will follow me out to go potty, and slow down to listen to my husband without worrying about the next thing I feel I need to do.
We have lists of to dos.  Social media beckons.  Emails, phone calls, books, work, play, exercise, cooking, etc. give us plenty to keep us busy.  Not a lot of our culture encourages us to slow down and take care of others.
Will you join me and slow down today? 
I type fast.  What’s the rush?  Do the words have to be many to be impacting?  No.  Perhaps we need to be quiet to truly slow.
When we are quiet, we can hear the needs of others. 
We can hear the stillness that bring the hum of a computer, the chirping of birds, the chatter of children.  I’m not a caretaker of flocks or herds, but I am a mom who pushes her little ones too hard some days.  I lose them to worry, fear, anxiety, and pressure when I rush.  I know there are deadlines and bus stop arrivals and departure times, but today I will try to allow myself and those around me to slow. 
Dear God,
You are the Governor of Time.
You make the planets rotate in orbits.
Help me to slow down my spinning wheels of busyness to trade them for time.
I want to be present with my children, my husband, my friends, my family, my pets and any stranger you see fit to put into my path.
Amen. 
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I am Not Messing Up My Kids

I checked out a book at the library yesterday: “Am I Messing Up My Kids? … and Other Questions Every Mom Asks” by Lysa TerKeurst.  I love her writing I really do, but when I look at the title this morning and begin to read the book I realize this is garbage.   I may still read the book though. For now, though my message to me is:  I am NOT messing up my kids!

In fact our kids are pretty awesome.  I am pretty awesome!  I rock really…really…I do.

Most moms take the mom guilt a little too far in my opinion.  I even am guilty.  I will plead guilty to feeling like I haven’t done enough for our kids that day or that month or that year.  Did I read enough with them?  Did I buy them enough stuff?  Do they feel loved by my presence?

Of course!

We all have finite amounts of energy and hours in a day.  Many women work inside and outside the home in some way whether that is for a paycheck or volunteer work at your kids’ school, your church, etc.  Sleep is critical.  Food is essential.  And, exercise is enlivening.  Oh, and you’re husband and/or kids need some attention too.

Check.

You are NOT messing up your kids.  Let me tell us again.  We are not messing up our kids.  We are doing the best dang job we can with each minute, hour, and day we are given with our kids.  They love us, and we love them.

Honor your father and mother so that you’ll live a long time in the land that God, your God, is giving you.
In fact in the Bible we are called to honor our father and mother.  So these kids we have are to honor us.  We are doing a great service to them in raising them, providing for them, etc.  If you can call your mother or father today…do it…tell them “Thank you for being great!”  God gave you your parents, and now He has hand selected a child/children for you to raise.  Go for it.  You’ve got this!

Dear God,

You created me as a parent.

Forgive me when I think of that as a low on the totem pole job.

Thank you for our kids.

Give me grace and confidence to do this day knowing that you made me for our kids.

Amen.

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