March With Integrity

March in Love

Fear perceived can be just as damaging as a true threat. I can’t say I fully understand the woman’s march that happened this past Saturday January 21st but I do know that fear was a big player in the day. Fear of not being heard drove people to shout all the louder. They said they wanted equality but excluded a group, who thought differently than the organizers, and not in the sense they were anti-women but they were anti-one part of the organizing groups beliefs. The words spoken out in a public media covered forums were not ones of peace or unity, they were full of anger and division.

Are we in a battle of who can be nastier? What is the common goal? What were the women trying to achieve? How is Ashley Judd declaring “Our p—ies ain’t for grabbing, Our p—ies are for our pleasure and they are for birthing new generations… of nasty women.” a productive way to fix our current problem? Madonna’s comment, “Yes, I have thought an awful lot of blowing up the White House, but I know that this won’t change anything.” with adding that she knows it won’t change anything, leads us to a presume “so she wouldn’t do it” doesn’t justify the remark in the first place. Madonna also added that they choose love. Be angry and by all means choose love but choosing love means to love all, and that would include President Trump. Love and reconciliation is the only way we will be able to heal this problem both the legitimate ones and the perceived. I long to fully understand what it is the women were marching for. I am eager to know the action plans they have in place outside of the massive gathering. Assemble, it’s a constitutional right but what is the next step? How can we roll up our sleeves and get dirty for the cause you hold so desperately close to your heart? Perfect Love and fear can not co-exist, in beginning of First John 4:18 it directly says, “There is no fear in love, but perfect love casts out fear.” Love covers (1 Peter 4:8), love bears (1 Corinthians 13:7) and love builds (1 Corinthians 8:1). You can’t spew disdain and destruction as you say you are choosing love. I love how James describes how one is to control their tongue in the third chapter, specifically in verses 10-18:

Praising and cursing come out of the same mouth. My brothers, these things should not be this way. 11 Does a spring pour out sweet and bitter water from the same opening? 12 Can a fig tree produce olives, my brothers, or a grapevine produce figs? Neither can a saltwater spring yield fresh water. 13 Who is wise and has understanding among you? He should show his works by good conduct with wisdom’s gentleness. 14 But if you have bitter envy and selfish ambition in your heart, don’t brag and deny the truth. 15 Such wisdom does not come from above but is earthly, unspiritual, demonic. 16 For where envy and selfish ambition exist, there is disorder and every kind of evil. 17 But the wisdom from above is first pure, then peace-loving, gentle, compliant, full of mercy and good fruits, without favoritism and hypocrisy. 18 And the fruit of righteousness is sown in peace by those who cultivate peace.

One cannot fantasize about blowing up the presidential residency whilst saying they choose love. Be wise, full of mercy and free from hypocrisy. Rise to a higher standard and cultivate peace. Choose love. Choose to listen across the aisle. Choose to respect the right to march and the right to sit out.

Motherhood: Mind Over Matter

The other day I was talking to a dear friend who has such a great momma’s heart and is eagerly waiting her time to join the motherhood adventure. This particular day she was not feeling well and she was at her nanny job she was expressing to me that she doesn’t know how I do it when I am sick with all my boys. Without thinking I told her that it was a game of mind over matter when it comes to the difficulty of motherhood. Since that conversation I have begun to see the truth in that statement more and more.

Every time I start to get in a mood with my boys God gently (and sometimes not so gently) reminds me that my attitude is my decision and it is my job as the mom to set the tone of my home. When dishes are not getting finished, there is a mess in the den and dinner still needs fixing its my choice to focus on the positive parts of my day, of motherhood. Maybe I didn’t get any of the “things” done but I may have spent time snuggling, reading stories or playing a game with one or all of my boys and as a mom that is something that I have begun to see as extremely valuable, far greater than a clean house.

Last night was a great reminder to wisely choose where I focus. Night is often the hardest place to win at this game for me because I am often exhausted which often leads to feeling overwhelmed and defeated sometimes in a matter of moments. The set up wasn’t pretty; I had just finished feeding my youngest and had settled back into bed when Levi came in needing to use the restroom. Don’t get me wrong I was grateful because that cut down my odds for a wet bed in the morning and honestly I needed to get him something for his cough. When I got up it became apparent Zealand was awake as well. I retrieved what I needed for the cough, started to soothe Zee, tried to quietly answer Levi’s question, fetch water for the both of them and went to find Everest the beloved stuffed husky. My patience began to wear thin and then Levi began to speak of his satan dreams (aka bad dreams). In that moment frustration I had felt fled and I saw an opportunity to remind him that when bad dreams come we can call on Jesus for help. He then asked me to put it on the cross, so I thanked Jesus that he took all the bad in the world on the cross and turned it to good.

I may not love the fact that the opportunity to teach my 2nd born about the power of calling on Jesus came at one in the morning but I do love that he knew that the cross is where everything changes. I love that I was given the opportunity to steer my son towards God. I am grateful that even though I was, and lets be honest am tired, that I get to choose where I focus and I am choosing to focus on the opportunity before me and not all of the negative of my night. I will not allow circumstances to keep me from enjoying my adventure in motherhood. When I start to lose the mind game of motherhood I will choose to refocus on why I do this thing.

Bedtime Crazies

An old picture of why I do this motherhood thing, just missing our newest addition.