Monthly Archives: May 2014

And Still I Rise

Like many of you, I was deeply saddened by the death of Maya Angelou. Tears welled up in my eyes; I felt like I lost a member of the family. As I grappled to come to terms with her passing, and why she meant so much to so many of us, I attempted to put some of what she meant to me into words.

Dignity and Grace. Head held high, a smile of knowing and wisdom, she was an elegant mixture of dignity and grace. Somehow you felt as though if in her presence, you would have stood up a little taller, walked a little straighter, and felt a whole lot prouder.

The Beauty of Transparency. She said what she meant, and meant what she said. In her writing, her words, even her actions, we saw the truth of humanity. She shared with us her existence, and all that it involved – the pain, the suffering, the embarrassment, the losses … and also the triumphs, the victories, the discovers and the joys. She lived. She laughed. She loved. And she took us along for the journey.

Grit and Determination. Nothing seemed to stop her. When there seemed no higher honor to achieve, yet another was bestowed upon Maya Angelou. I love how she rose to each challenge, and left an indelible footprint on our culture, and on humanity.

While her leaving us pains me, the essence of who she was is still here. For that, I am grateful.

You may shoot me with your words,
You may cut me with your eyes,
You may kill me with your hatefulness,
But still, like air, I’ll rise…..

Champion Kids Nuggets – Train them up ….

The Bible talks about the importance of parents training kids up according to the Word of God. Proverbs 22:6 says, “Train up a child in the way he should go. And when he is old he will not depart from it.” I love the admonition of putting the Word of God into our children, so that it takes root in their hearts, and remains to guide their lives. However, I believe that this verse is talking about more than just teaching our kids scripture. I believe it is speaking of training them up in every facet of life.

We need to be training them up to be business-minded entrepreneurs. We ought to be training up our children to have a strong work ethic, not an entitlement “gimme what’s mine” attitude. We should be training up compassionate, giving children; children that care about the world around them and are willing to work to make a positive difference. We must train children who are goal-oriented and focused; children who understand the importance of education not merely for the sake of good grades and memorization, but for the sake of knowledge because knowledge is power.

Take the time to train up your children in the way they should go.

Owning Your Gift

When I was younger, I used to hate the fact that I had such a strong desire to work in TV and film. I wanted to like something “safer”, more stable, more lucrative. I tried to do other things. I prayed it away. I wished the desire away.

And then a funny thing happened. I got a job in the industry. And I was good. Really good. Another funny thing happened. When I did it, I felt alive. I enjoyed it. Most of the time, I didn’t mind the long hour 15-18 hour days – most of the time, lol. When I started doing what was in my heart to do, and really owning my gift, I started soaring. I worked with people I never could have dreamed of working with. And I loved what I did.

Don’t pick what you do, the dream you pursue, based on the money other people say you can make, based on what other people say. Move forward with whatever God has placed in your heart to do. Own your gift.

Then Vs. Now

When you’re a college junior, living on campus, meals paid for, with some extra spending money, life is good. You tend to have different priorities than a married mother of two (or at least you should, lol). As I sat making my ever present to-do lists, I thought about how those lists two decades ago (good Lord, why did I have to say “decades”) stack up to my lists now.

PRIORITIES THEN VS. NOW
– Not picking an 8am class vs. Wishing for anything that starts as late as 8am
– Studying for a test vs. helping to finish homework
– Finding money for pizza vs Finding pizza’s low fat alternative
– Deciding when to buy my spring wardrobe vs recycling last year’s clothes at the back of the closet
– Eating whatever, whenever vs No late night munchies (too many calories)
– Extra funds for a road trip vs enough funds for the Children’s museum
– Trying to find something to do vs. wishing I had nothing to do
– Full social calendar (mine) vs. full social calendar (the kids)

Lol. Then vs. now ….

Momma, You Know I Love You

I wanted to do this blog a day early in honor of Mother’s Day.

What does being a mother mean?
– It means wiping noses and bottoms
– Drying tears
– Kissing boo boos
– Hugging
– Kissing
– Laughing, loving
– Celebrating, cheering
– Consoling, encouraging
– Uplifting, motivating
– Punishing, directing
– Protecting, guiding, governing
– Cooking, cleaning, sacrificing
– Lack of sleep, lack of individual activities, lack of personal time
– Work Work Work

And I wouldn’t trade it for anything. Thank You, Lord, for blessing me with the most amazing job in the world. And thank you, Mom, for showing me how to do it so well. I love you.

Happy Mothers’ Day, Moms.

It’s Showtime

It’s that feeling I get before a big event, or a big production day. I’m excited, but very centered, very focused. I know I have a mission and a goal to accomplish, and that’s where my attentions lie.

For every time you’ve reviewed the checklist, be sure I’ve looked at it twice – it’s actually pretty much memorized. I’ve gone over each detail in my head, tried to think of alternate solutions in case there something falls through.

Basically I’ve just over-thought the entire event, lol. But that’s what it takes for me to come forward successfully. That’s my process, my method.

I’m ready.

It’s showtime.

Chapters

We all have chapters, or seasons, in life. I’ve been so busy preparing for one chapter to open, that I’ve failed to count the cost of the one that I am leaving.

I’m about to embark on the exciting adventure of homeschooling my son. I think it will be a little crazy, a little difficult, a little overwhelming at times, but a whole lot of fun. I am looking forward to spending that quality time with my boys, getting to know them better, and sowing into their lives in a way only their mother can. I can’t wait to be there for every discovery, every fun moment, every adventure. We’ll have fun experiencing it together.

But I love my son’s school. I love his friends, their families and his teachers. Many of the moms and teachers are now my friends. And not just casual acquaintances – friends I’ve shared with, laughed with, cried with and most importantly prayed with. I’ve spent so much time preparing my son for what’s in store, and being concerned about him missing his school friends, that I’ve failed to think about what I’ll be missing … my friends.

Thankfully, play dates (and mom dates) will be a priority on our list. Change is a part of life, as are seasons. Thankfully I can embark on a new one without completely leaving the current one behind.

Does Anyone Speak Baby?

I was proud to attend my 7-year-old’s oral speaking competition today at school – he was amazing! It took practice, dedication and the ability to concentrate while reciting. My 3-year-old, however, didn’t quite appreciate the need for silence so the others could concentrate. My husband decided a trip to the school playground, while the rest of us were inside, was in order. And that’s where this story begins.

You see, my 3-year-old walked out onto the playground like he owned it. And naturally, the other 1st and 2nd graders thought it was adorable. They gathered around him, watching his every move. Finally, someone asked the other students, “Does anyone speak baby?”

While I found this comment hilarious, it made me consider what this child was really trying to say – can anyone communicate with this person? Has anyone taken the time to understand the way this little guy conveys words, thoughts and feelings?

Which leads me to a pivotal question. Have we, as parents/caretakers/aunts/uncles/teachers or adults involved in a child’s life in any way, taken the time to listen to that child? Do you invest time to focus on them, learn what they think and why, find out their motivations, investigate what makes them happy or sad, what interests them and how you can help them achieve their goals?

No two people will speak the same language. But a good relationship develops when each person takes the time and consideration to understand the thoughts and feelings of another. You make that person feel valued. You make them feel loved.

Do you speak baby?