When I was a kid we were taught to respect our toys. I think it is such an important lesson for kids to learn. That toys cost money and we work hard for our money.
Last night was the last straw. Derek and I checked on the kids before we went to bed and what I found angered me. They had ripped up a book that Ashley had gotten for her birthday. This was after they had broke Ashley's sing and dance My Little Pony a couple of days ago.
It saddened my heart that I had not emphasized respecting property more. It saddened my heart that my kids were breaking things that were gifts that people had put thought and money into.
So this morning I took every toy they owned and put it in the basement. Alexander's bike and fire truck he got for his birthday are also in the basement. I explained to them why we were doing this and I don't think they really get it right now. I know they will though when it comes time for them to play outside or they get bored and want a toy to play with.
It is at that point that I will explain to them again that we respect toys and the like. Because I refuse to have children that think respecting property is a joke and that toys fall out of the sky.
I'm praying that my children absorb this lesson and learn what I'm trying to teach them. I'm also praying that I stay calm and not go crazy when my kids ask me 50 times where this toy is or that toy is.
Showing posts with label Sadness. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Sadness. Show all posts
Sunday, July 20, 2008
Thursday, March 27, 2008
Sadness, Discouragement, And Some Regret
I'll go with the first word: Sadness. Sadness because I miss my family so much. I miss the big gatherings and all the kids running around. I want my kids to have kids their age to play with. I want to be there while my sister is pregnant and support her. I want my Mom over for dinner. I want to watch her play with my kids, see their milestones, and watch them grow. I want to go to church and have friends and family around that care about what you are going through.
I know this is a lot of "I wants". I know how this sounds. Trust me, I do. We've been in Montana now for almost 3 years. In all that time we haven't found a church to go to. And not for a lack of trying. I was doing pretty good about my family until recently. I really do feel that God had us move here, but it's been a struggle the entire time. I would go through it all again though. Because I've done so much growing in the Lord. I've also grown as a wife and mother. As of late I've felt that maybe we are supposed to move back. I've been trying not to be biased though. I'm thinking, "is it because I want to move back?" or does God really want us to move? I keep giving my will to Him and asking that His will be done.
The second word: Discouragement. I'm discouraged because Derek has applied for two positions in Washington and didn't get either of them. Now goes the question game with God. Are You telling us we aren't supposed to move? Or is there a better position for him there? Can You please show us what to do?
Do all Christians go through these things? Or am I an immature one? I feel like an immature Christian because I can't tell God wants right now. Even though I really do feel like we are supposed to move back sometime, the when is the unknown.
The final word: Regret. I regret that I've spent the last week sad and discouraged. I regret that my Easter was spent sad and discouraged instead of rejoicing on what the day was supposed to mean to me as a Christian. I regret that I've been selfish and self centered. I regret that I've ignored the duties of being housewife this week while I struggled with all of these feelings.
In short, please pray for me. Please pray that I keep God the center of my focus. Pray that we will know His will when it is presented to us. And finally please pray that I will accept and be happy about the time we have here in Montana no matter how long that may be.
I know this is a lot of "I wants". I know how this sounds. Trust me, I do. We've been in Montana now for almost 3 years. In all that time we haven't found a church to go to. And not for a lack of trying. I was doing pretty good about my family until recently. I really do feel that God had us move here, but it's been a struggle the entire time. I would go through it all again though. Because I've done so much growing in the Lord. I've also grown as a wife and mother. As of late I've felt that maybe we are supposed to move back. I've been trying not to be biased though. I'm thinking, "is it because I want to move back?" or does God really want us to move? I keep giving my will to Him and asking that His will be done.
The second word: Discouragement. I'm discouraged because Derek has applied for two positions in Washington and didn't get either of them. Now goes the question game with God. Are You telling us we aren't supposed to move? Or is there a better position for him there? Can You please show us what to do?
Do all Christians go through these things? Or am I an immature one? I feel like an immature Christian because I can't tell God wants right now. Even though I really do feel like we are supposed to move back sometime, the when is the unknown.
The final word: Regret. I regret that I've spent the last week sad and discouraged. I regret that my Easter was spent sad and discouraged instead of rejoicing on what the day was supposed to mean to me as a Christian. I regret that I've been selfish and self centered. I regret that I've ignored the duties of being housewife this week while I struggled with all of these feelings.
In short, please pray for me. Please pray that I keep God the center of my focus. Pray that we will know His will when it is presented to us. And finally please pray that I will accept and be happy about the time we have here in Montana no matter how long that may be.
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