Mr. Willowby's Christmas Tree
Day 2 of learning to be a fun mom. 🙂 Today was “Jeff Day”. Since his birthday falls on a 17th, today was his special day. I have lots of fun pictures I planned to post, but (I always have some technology hang-up, don’t I?) I don’t have my computer this week, and I have no idea how to upload computers on Jeff’s computer so just pretend like you see some really cool pics. I made Jeff a big sign/placecard with “Daddy’s the BEST!” and he sat at the special seat. Of course he was gone all day, and he actually had a rather hilariously awful day, but we made the special crepes he requested, and even served them on the bright red “You are special today” plate (does everyone have one of those?), and gave him the bright red “You are special today” cup. Heidi sat on his lap and gobbled up almost all his crepes. That girl can eat.
But the fun part of our day was a new Christmas book. A friend gave us Mr. Willowby’s Christmas Tree. My kids were enchanted. We ended up reading it 12 times before Daddy got home, and Dutch even constructed a green Lego Christmas Tree and made it too tall so he had to “cut off” the top. It has no Christian message, but it is just such a sweet book. I can see how it would be so fun, with little kids, to every year cut off the very top of your tree and put it outside so that some little animal can take it home to his family.
Other than that it was just a fun day of cooking and playing. Tea, a toasty warm kitchen full of goods, happy children running around, and a new treasured Christmas book. It was a good day.
(Re)Learning to Be Fun
I could have sworn that I used to be fun. I wonder if I’m alone in this. Do you ever look at your life and think, “Huh, I could have sworn I used to be a real kick in the pants. Now I’m like a well-oiled machine: Efficient, effective, productive … but about as much fun as dirty laundry.”
Maybe it’s growing up, maybe it’s responsibility, maybe its being in ministry, maybe it’s having kids, I don’t know. But I know that while I would likely get high marks in frugality, efficiency, nutrition, organization and being conscientious and responsible, I feel like my fun-report-card is scraping by with a D-. Remedy? I need to re-learn how to be fun!!
And what better way than by having fun with my kids and wonderful husband? Today was the last day of Bible study for the season, and, incidentally, my last teaching engagement of the year. In fact, I do not have a single teaching assignment on my calendar. And as much as I love teaching, it is wonderful to have nothing on my mind but snuggling up with my kiddos and re-learning how to add a little fun to our days.
So I shared in the last post that we are looking for creative traditions for the holidays and ways to spice up life at home. Now, let’s be clear about something. I am a beginner in this area, ok? To save you some disappointment, please do not expect any Martha Stewart craftiness or ingeniously creative new ideas. I’m basically just trying to quit being a remedial mom and at least get a passing grade. So if any of these ideas are helpful, awesome. But if the only thing you glean from these posts is that you feel really good about yourself in comparison to me, awesome. 🙂
Jumping in the Leaves
Yeah, so jumping in the leaves is nothing new, I understand that. But I just confess that my mind has been so preoccupied with other things that I just don’t think about taking the kids down the street and finding the biggest piles of leaves that we can. So we trotted down the street today and collected leaves. We meandered, wandered. When I usually take the kids out I confess I usually want to get “my” exercise, so I toss the kids in the stroller and huff and puff my way up the hills. Not today. Today we picked up leaves and bugs and spent almost an hour digging up “dinosaur bones” along the walking trail. We found a huge pile of leaves and after running and jumping, Dutch scooped up a huge pile, and with that sheepish grin, proceeded to dump the whole pile on Heidi’s head. I drew a deep breath, waiting for the cry, prepping myself to scold him. To my surprise, Heidi starting laughing hysterically. Huge belly-laughs. And she proceeded to grab an equally huge scoop and dump it on his head. The hysterical leaf fight was on, and they threw those leaves back and forth, up in the air, on each other’s heads, running and jumping and laughing, until they were both soaking wet and Heidi’s cream fur coat was spotted with dirt (I reminded myself that we had plenty of Shout spray at home). We came home exhausted, and I realized, “Hey, we just have fun! Woohoo!”
Play-dough
Yes, you must be really feeling good about yourself right about now, now that you know I have never made homemade play-dough with my kids. But we did today! The kids got on chairs and we used the Kitchen-Aid and mixed up a batch of bright blue play-dough, and the kids played and played and played. Dutch played for almost 2 hours with that stuff. Who knew that the kid loves play-dough?!
Heidi’s Day
So the most fun new tradition I’m excited about is so incredibly simple, but that’s why I love it. We each get a day. Whatever the day of our birthday is (February 16th, for example), that number day of each month is your day. On “your day” you get to pick out what we have for dinner and the rest of the family does special things for you all day long. Doesn’t that sound fun? I’d love to have a day just for me once a month! So today was Heidi’s day, which was pretty simple since she doesn’t have a clue. But a friend brought us some fresh-baked pumpkin bread so we had “cake” to celebrate Heidi’s special day. Tomorrow is Jeff’s special day and he has requested Crepes for dinner…yum! Of course for my special day I will be choosing a dinner that I don’t cook! It’s just fun to have an excuse to celebrate each family member once a month. I’d also like to incorporate in our sponsored children from Africa. We could write them letters and send them a little something on “their day” and tell them our family tradition and tell them that we celebrate them on that day!
The other part of this is that on the number day of our anniversary (28th for us), that will be OUR day, and the day of our monthly date. At this season of life it’s not realistic to actually go out on a date every week, so once a month is a great goal and with a number day in mind it’ll help us stick to it. We obviously haven’t done this one yet, but we could do all sorts of fun special little things to add some romance to our special monthly anniversary day.
So, these may not be huge things, but they are little steps of fun that have already blessed our family so richly. I am so excited for “Jeff’s day” tomorrow, and excited to continue in this journey of re-learning to be fun. And to all of you fun moms out there (and those re-learning fun along with me), please pass along your wisdom and ideas!
Thanks,
Kari
Calling all Creative People!
Alright, guys, I am in major need of some holiday creativity! Just realized that my kids are now at the age where they can take part and really enjoy holiday traditions and I want to establish fun, meaningful activities for us to do together. I actually just found a book by Shirley Dobson and Gloria Gaither (haven’ t heard those names in awhile, huh?) from 1983 called Let’s Make a Memory. It is well-worn and filled with my dear mom’s underlines and notations. I am amazed, inspired, and humbled by how much work my mom went into establishing fun and creative things for us to do growing up. She was (and is) amazing! Yes, the book is 27 years old, but a lot of the ideas are totally doable today!
So, I’d like to post a few, and hopefully actually follow through and do them. But first, for those of you creative and crafty types out there, can you please share with me what holiday traditions you do with your children or family? Please share! I want ideas and I know you have some. Thank you!
I have 63 cents left
It is Friday, November 12th, and I have 63 cents left. 🙂 This was our first month doing the 41% giving challenge, and yes, it does make for an adventure, I will say that. Please hear my heart in this, I am not sharing about our giving percentage to toot our own horn or to imply that any of you need to do this. This is just what we’re doing as a fun adventure, and I’m learning some fun tidbits about frugality and I’d like to pass along. I pray that in all our frugality and giving that it is fueled by a heart of love and worship, above all.
So yes, this was a challenge. We had only $300 to cover all our grocery, household, gas, clothing, gifts, haircuts, co-pays, personal, etc. Can I just state the obvious and say that that is not very much! Again, not saying that needs to be the standard, and not saying that we will stick with that for forever, but you know what? It’s fun to see how little you can get away with living on. It simplifies a lot! A few thoughts:
God always provides. We had some unexpected expenses, specifically with gas, and we needed to do a lot of driving this month. But, I also was generously paid for speaking at a conference, so I was able to tuck that money away and use it to cover our extra gas expenses (and still have some left over to get my hair highlighted next month! Yes, I’m still a sucker for the salon.) So even though unforeseen expenses came up, we had enough to cover it.
During the first two weeks of the month there were tons of great sales at local grocery stores, so I found myself stocking up and using all my grocery money real quick. So … on October 30th I was down to … $4. 🙂 Yes, two weeks left, $4. Could we do it? Yes!! Sure there were plenty of times I thought of things we “needed” but then a little dose of creativity and asking God to stretch our food, and we ended up being fine! In fact, last night, Jeff was really sick and couldn’t sleep so he asked if I’d go go the store and get him some Nyquil. So, I went, knowing I had $4 left. (Of course I’d be willing to use my debit card if I had to, for my husband, since he’s the king of our home!). But guess what? Generic Nyquil was on sale for $3.99. 🙂 You better believe I had the biggest smile on my face and about bounced out the door and the storeclerk probably thought I was nuts.
So, all that to say that it is November 12th and we have 63 cents left. But, Monday we get paid and we’ll start over and it’ll be great. So far so good!
Here are a few more frugal recipes. This is what we ate this week when we had no grocery money left! (We were also very blessed by several friends who invited us over for dinner this week–perfect timing and we’re thankful!)
Yummy Thai Noodles
- (8 ounce) whole wheat pasta
- 1 tablespoon oil
- 1 onion, chopped
- 1 zucchini, diced (I used frozen shredded from summer’s garden)
- 1 pound skinless, boneless chicken breast meat (I used 1 cup shredded chicken from whole chicken I roasted last week)
- 3 tablespoons fish sauce
- 1 teaspoon curry powder
- 2 tablespoons sugar
- 1 (10 ounce) can coconut milk
- 2 tablespoons chopped cilantro (I didn’t have any on hand so I skipped this)
Cook pasta. Saute onions and zucchini, add chicken and rest of ingredients. Combine. Yum!
Cheap Chili
- 1 cup dry black beans
- 1 cup dry pinto beans
- 6 cups water (Soak overnight in crock pot)
- 1 cup brown rice
- 1 quart homemade chicken stock
- 2 packets taco seasoning
- 2 cups frozen organic corn
- 2 cups frozen shredded zucchini
- (optional) 1 cup pureed cooked chickpeas (thickens and adds protein and fiber)
Add all ingredients (including uncooked brown rice) and cook all day. Yum! Makes TONS, so yummy, so healthy, and so cheap.
He Needs a Wife, Not a Coach
Well, friends, what a week we’ve had. It’s been a humbling, challenging, and incredibly rewarding week.
Remember in Scripture where Jesus rebukes the pharisees with these words:
“Woe to you, scribes and Pharisees, hypocrites! For you tithe mint and dill and cumin, and have neglected the weightier matters of the law: justice and mercy and faithfulness. These you ought to have done, without neglecting the others.” (Matthew 23:23)
The gist of this is, quite clearly, that we are at risk of becoming so engulfed in certain areas of our spiritual life that we become blind to even more important areas. And, the remedy is not then turning and focusing on one, again to the abandonment of the other, but to turn attention to both, in the right priority.
So as you know we’ve been in this grand adventure of learning about giving, asking God to give us a heart for people, laying up treasures in heaven, etc. I’ve also had a very busy past few months with many teaching opportunities. Jeff has been awesome through it all, supporting me, taking the kids the weekend of my conference, having them during evenings when I studied–the works, he’s done it.
And yes, it’s been wonderful to get to teach so much, it’s been wonderful learning about giving, learning about letting go of so many things I thought were important. It’s been an amazing time of growth and I’m thankful. But there was something nagging at me all along the way and I couldn’t figure out what it was. Something just didn’t seem quite right. I kept asking God if we’d made the wrong decision about putting our house up and felt no, that that was right. I kept naming things, is it this? is it this? is it this? No, no, no, I couldn’t figure it out. I knew there was no obvious sin in my life, but something wasn’t settled in my heart. I just had this strange feeling that something wasn’t right.
And yes, my dear husband (he’s encouraged me to share this), was going through a hard time. And, confession time–given that the natural inclination of my personality (and flesh) is not compassion, I was frustrated by his struggle. I kept encouraging him, pushing him, trying to offer advice. It just seemed to get worse. I didn’t get it.
Finally, Sunday/Monday we had a marital hiccup. Nothing horrible, just enough for us to look at each other and realize something needed to change. Monday night I sat in bed and prayed, and realized, with the clarity that makes you go, “DUH!” what hadn’t been right all this time. I’d been tithing my mint and my dill and my cummin, I’d been teaching God’s word and studying and growing and giving and taking steps of faith … but, I’m ashamed to say, I’d been a pretty lousy wife. I sat and prayed and so clearly knew that it was time to make a choice–I could be the wife God called me to be or I could selfishly pursue my own way. I could devote myself to praying for, encouraging, cheering for, uplifting, supporting, honoring, respecting my husband, or I could pursue my own path. I have half a wit of sense to know which one to choose.
The next morning I woke up with a renewed focus. I pulled out a book that’d been sitting on my shelf for over a year, unread. Created to Be His Helpmeet by Debi Pearl. Now the Pearls have some controversy surrounding them, and I am not saying they are the end-all on Bible interpretation, but girls I tell ya, this book is a refreshing breath of biblical air in a world polluted with feminist smog! I found myself loving how scandalously politically incorrect she is as she quotes her King James Bible and unashamedly counsels women to honor and respect their husbands regardless of whether they deserve it or not. So do I recommend the book? Absolutely. Will you throw it across the room? Probably. But if God has you in a place where you are willing to be kicked in the gut a little by a woman from little house on the prairie, in order to bless your husband and transform your marriage … it might be just the book for you.
Here’s what was most encouraging to me. She goes through the Three Types of Men. Now I admit, when I started this section I rolled my eyes and thought, “Oh boy, I hate this kind of thing. It’s oversimplified nonsense.” I looked at the first two: Mr. Command? Nope. Mr. Visionary? Nope. The third one looked like a possibility: Mr. Steady. Ok, I thought, I’ll give it a read.
Well I about fell out of my chair. It fit us to a T. But here’s what was so exciting. Oftentimes when I read these wife books I feel like the portrait of a perfect wife is someone who never speaks, who doesn’t have any life ambitions of her own, who doesn’t know the least bit about anything so that her husband feels really knowledgeable, and who giggles a lot. In fact, on Tuesday as I read that’s about as far as I got, and I’ll admit it was a good process for me, to be humbled and broken and ready to say, “Ok God, if being a good wife really does mean letting a whole bunch of me die, then I’m willing. If it means that only one of us can really flourish in our giftings, then let it be Jeff. Show me what it looks like to be what he needs.” But then I read about Mr. Steady, and then specifically what Mr. Steady loves in a wife, and it was as if I was reading exactly who I am (or aim to be). I wish I could read you the whole 4-page description because I feel like I would love all my friends who are married to a Mr. Steady to have a renewed respect and appreciation for their man, the man in the shadows who serves, gives, loves–often without the recognition or praise of the world … or of their wives.
That night Jeff asked if he could see what I was reading (let’s just say he’d noticed a significant improvement in our marriage!), and so I showed him this section. He agreed–it was exactly right on, about both who he is, and what he loves about me.
So the truth is, of course, that I don’t need to be the perfect wife. Especially since she doesn’t exist. I just need to be the perfect wife for Jeff. Here’s a few lines of what Mr. Steady loves in a wife:
Your husband will enjoy and share in your triumphs. He will be proud of your accomplishments. he will want you to use your natural skills, abilities, and drives. Your achievements will be an honor to him … He needs a resourceful, hardworking woman with dignity and honor. It is important to Mr. Steady that his wife be self-sufficient in all the mundane tasks of daily living…Your hobbies should be creative and useful, involving your children so that all of you are busy and productive during your day … Your skills and achievements are your husband’s resume … At the end of the day, Mr. Steady will enjoy weighing what he has accomplished with what you have accomplished and will rejoice in the value of having a worthy partner in the grace of life.
Can I just say I about did cartwheels around my living room when I read that? And I really did cartwheels when I saw that the word “mundane” was in this description. 🙂 And really really did cartwheels when my husband confirmed that that is his sentiment exactly. That means that I can be me! I can love managing our home, that I can study the ins and outs of financial investments without his feeling threatened, that I can teach and write and pursue creative interests. In fact, it honors him when I flourish. All day long I just kept thanking God that I am married to this man!
So then, what needs to change? For us I simply needed to adjust my priorities. Just as Matthew 23:23 said, when we realize we’ve neglected another spiritual matter, we aren’t to abandon the “tithing of mint and dill,” we’re to shift our priorities without neglecting anything else (unless, of course, there was something worthless that we were attending to.) After a week of spending time with my man, and actually listening to him, I realized that there wasn’t anything huge that needed to change, I just needed a big dose of honor. Debi Pearl helped me see that I had completely neglected to treat Jeff as the king of our home. I hadn’t honored him. Let’s just say I wept when I realized how patient he had been with me as I had failed to give him the respect and honor that God calls us, as wives, to give.
And, here’s the saddest part, I realized I had been trying to make him into a Mr. Command or a Mr. Visionary, when all along I had had a GEM of a Mr. Steady who simply needed a wife to honor him for who he is. I had inadvertently become Jeff’s coach instead of his wife. Ladies, our husbands do not need another coach. All week long they will hear what they should be, how they should do it, what decisions they should make. Don’t you think they might like to just come home to some warm arms, and not another person who shoulds them around the house? Just think for a moment, if we want our husbands to spend more time at home–do you think they’d rather come home to a big smile, a delicious meal, and a warm embrace, or would they rather come home to a drill sergeant with a whistle, a scowl, and honey-do list as long as her leg? Hmm….
Girls, yes, I pray that you excel in giving, that you are frugal beyond belief, that you can manage to feed a dozen people with nothing but a pile of beans and a cup of flour. I pray you know your Bibles, I pray that you reach the nations and influence the other women in your path. But oh dear girls, I pray first and foremost that we would honor and respect our husbands. I do not want to be guilty of tithing my silly herbs yet neglecting to honor the man of my home. How foolish that would be! What a waste!
Let’s, instead, keep on doing all those wonderful things, but place them beneath the first priority that is blessing, honoring, respecting, supporting, encouraging that man that God has given as our life partner. (And if you don’t have a husband yet, learn this now and save yourself some grief down the road!)
“The wise woman builds her house, but with her own hands the foolish one tears hers down.” Proverbs 14:1
Frugal Friday: Frugal Family-Friendly Food Favorites
(Sorry, went over board with the alliteration there.) So the message I’m getting from ya’ll is that specifics are helpful. And if you’re anything like me, it’s less helpful for someone to say, “Eat healthy!” and it’s more helpful if someone says, “Here’s a recipe, try this!” So, here are a few to try. These use the whole, inexpensive ingredients I mentioned in our last frugal post. And, this just happens to be what we’ve eaten in the last week. 🙂
Tortilla Soup This, along with homemade bread, is my favorite frugal go-to. I use whatever is in the house—rice, beans, chicken, beef, onions, garlic, peppers, corn, tomatoes, cilantro, whatever. Here is a thrifty version with our recent healthy ingredients.
- 2 cups pinto beans, soak overnight, then cook in a quart of homemade chicken stock, made from roasting one of the whole organic chickens last week. Let cook all morning. ($.75)
- ½ onion, 1 TB minced garlic, one Taco seasoning packet ($.50)
- 2 cups frozen organic corn from Costco ($.75)
- 1 cup brown rice, cooked ($.25) Dump it all in the crockpot, cook on low a few hours. Delish! We ate it ladeled over some Juanita’s (local, Hood River) tortilla chips, but you could eat it plain or with cheese shredded on top. Serves 6, at least. ($.37 serving)
Baked Mac ‘n’ Cheese
- 1 lb. Whole-wheat pasta ($.91 at Winco)
- 2 tsp. Salt, ¼ tsp. Pepper
- ½ stick real butter ($.25)
- 6 cups whole organic milk (about $2)
- ½ cup whole-wheat flour (pennies)
- 3 ½ cups Tillamook cheese (less than $2)
Cook pasta. Melt butter in sauce pan, add flour, cook 3 minutes, will clump together. Stir constantly and add milk slowly, allowing to thicken, about 7 minutes. Add cheddar and salt, cook 5 minutes until creamy. Add pasta and stir, pour into casserole dish and top with additional shredded cheese. Bake until cheese is bubbly on top. Devour. Makes 8 servings, at least. (<$1.50 a serving)
Chicken & Rice Bake (From Bethany Fegles)
- 1 cup uncooked brown rice ($.25)
- ½ stick butter ($.25)
- ¼ cup whole wheat flour (pennies)
- 1 ¼ c. homemade organic chicken stock (pennies)
- ½ cup dry white wine (I use Winco’s white cooking wine, probably $.50 for this amt.)
- 1 tsp Italian spices of any kind
- ½ c. chopped onion ($.25)
- ¼ tsp poultry seasoning (Winco, pennies)
- 1 cup shredded Tillamook cheddar cheese ($.50)
- 2 cups shredded cooked chicken (from a whole roasted chicken, about $2)
Cook rice. Melt butter, add flour and stir until smooth, gradually add chicken stock, white wine, stirring constantly until thickened. Stir in seasonings, onion, and ½ of cheese, stir until cheese is melted. Add rice, chicken, and season to taste with salt and pepper. Pour into casserole dish, sprinkle remaining cheese on top (I am generous with cheese throughout!). Sprinkle with a little paprika. Bake 25-30 min at 375 until cheese is bubbly, serves 4-6. ($.75/serving)
Quick & Easy Pansit (Pansit is a traditional Filipino dish similar to pad thai. This is a quick easy version that’s yummy.)
- 8 oz. Whole-wheat spaghetti or linguini noodles ($.45)
- 1 tsp oil
- 1 cup chopped onion, 2 garlic cloves chopped ($.25)
- 2 cups shredded chicken breast (from whole roasted chicken) ($2)
- 1 cup match-stick cut carrots (I cheated and just shredded them in the blender to save time) ($.20)
- 1 cup frozen organic peas (from Costco ($.50)
- 1 cup frozen organic grean beans (from Costco ($.50)
- 2 TB soy sauce (pennies)
- 1 TB sesame oil (pennies) Cook pasta. Heat oil, cook onion, garlic 5 min. Add carrots chicken, peas, beans, cook 3 minutes or until heated through. Stir noodles, vegetables and all ingredients together. (Serves 6, $.66/each)
Barley Risotto This is another one you can vary with whatever you have on hand. Barley is even cheaper than rice and so good for you!
- 2 cups frozen cauliflower ($1)
- 1 TB olive oil, salt & pepper to taste
- ½ cup chopped onion
- 4 cups homemade organic chicken stock (from roasted chicken) (pennies)
- 1 ¼ c. barley (Winco, $.50)
- 2/3 c. cup parmesan cheese ($1)
- ½ c. slivered almonds ($.50)
- 1 cup shredded frozen zucchini (free, stocked in freezer from summer garden)
Cook barley in the broth, saute cauliflower and zucchini in olive oil with onion. Add together, and add parmesan and almonds. Salt and pepper to taste (serves 6, $.50/serving)
Delectable Banana Bread
- 2 1/3 cups over-ripe bananas (I keep bunches in freezer, or they always send then home from the food market at church when they are too bad for other people to take. They’re perfect for banana bread!–free)
- 2 organic or local eggs ($.50)
- ¾ c. brown sugar (I use less) ($.50)
- ½ c. butter ($.50)
- ¼ tsp salt
- 1 tsp baking soda
- 2 cups whole-wheat flour (pennies) Melt butter, mix all together. Bake for awhile at 350 or 375 or something like that (Can you tell I developed this recipe? It’s not very exact. 🙂 SO yummy! Makes 12 servings ($.13/servings)
Who Will Call You a Fool?
Can I just say that it is such a privilege to sit under the teaching of God’s Word? I love it. Love it love it love it love it. Especially as one who teaches, I just find it such a huge honor to get to sit under someone else, knowing the sweat and toil and pain (and personal conviction!) that one goes through in preparing a message. I feel spoiled rotten getting to just sit and receive. Especially when it is the authoritative Word of God that’s preached. Amen!
Anyway, I got to do that twice this week and I am most grateful. Tuesday we studied James 3, and Joy taught about Earthly Wisdom vs. Heavenly Wisdom. It has stuck with me all week. I wasn’t sure exactly how to articulate it, or even quite what it was that God was teaching me, but it’s starting to become clearer now.
Then tonight, I got to sit under Joel’s teaching of Luke 12:13-21, the story of the rich fool. That, coupled with what I’d been stewing on all week, was enough to reduce me to a heap of glorious thankful convicted worshipping, in-awe-of-Jesus tears right there in the service. God’s Word is so good!
So here’s the gist of it: James 3:13-18 shows that earthly wisdom is characterized by jealousy and selfish ambition—and is described as earthly, unspiritual, and demonic. In other words, earthly wisdom seeks to promote self, above God and above others. Heavenly wisdom, on the other hand, is “first pure, then peacable, gentle, open to reason, full of mercy and good fruits, impartial and sincere.” In other words, the wisdom from God has a right motive, it promotes peace, it is gentle and willing to yield if it is confronted with God’s truth, is merciful with others and bears good fruit, and is impartial to others and authentic. It is wholly concerned with the glory of God and the good of others.
So all week long I have been asking God for heavenly wisdom. As we’ve been seeking Him with regards to Filling in My Blank: giving, finances, standard of living, selling our house, a heart for the world and for people, I’ve been SO incredibly challenged by how much the world’s wisdom and mind-set can still rule my thinking. Much financial scheming (and hoarding!) can be labeled “wisdom”, and yet what kind of wisdom is the key here. Both are labeled wisdom, but heavenly wisdom is something entirely different from the world. It is as upside-down as God’s Kingdom–where the first shall be last. In this case, then, it could be that heavenly wisdom could quite possibly appear foolish to the world. Do you follow? For the rich young ruler to sell all that he has and give to the poor so that he may have treasure in heaven would appear very financial un-wise to the world. To God, that’s the smartest investment he could possibly make. Do you see what I’m saying?
So all week long I’ve battled, because I feel like this new distinction between earthly and heavenly wisdom has made me question everything that I’ve always held as “wisdom.” For example, I’ve always held that it is wise for us to spend as much as possible on a house because of the tax laws that benefit clergy. Basically spending a lot on a house reduces our taxable income so we pay much less to the government. And yes, that is wise. But, wouldn’t it be even wiser just to give it all away to further God’s kingdom?! That would reduce taxable income as well! 🙂 So you see what I mean? I’m not saying one is right and one is wrong, I’m just saying that perhaps God’s heavenly wisdom looks different, perhaps way different, than even the wisest of earth’s financial advice. I’m still a Dave Ramsey enthusiast, but perhaps God’s financial advice would even be quirkier than Dave’s.
So suffice it to say I really struggled all week. Everything I’d held as “wise” was now under the scrutiny of… well, of God’s Word. And that’s good, I suppose, but it was a rather unsettling feeling. On top of all that were the challenging points Joy brought up about motive, our hearts, etc. I look in my heart and I find that it still has plenty of wickedness. I still want to look spiritual, I still want praise, I still want people to think I’m neat, I still want the approval of people. It still makes me crawl up in a ball when someone criticizes our decision. Ugh. Lord, change my heart and make me only concerned with what You think!
And tonight He did. At least for a beautiful hour and a half (can’t promise what tomorrow will hold!), He did. As Joel preached a powerful message about the Rich Fool from Luke 12, it was as if God opened my heart’s eyes to the amazing splendor of Himself, and all of a sudden it didn’t matter one iota how ugly those inexpensive houses were. God is beautiful enough to make up for any lack my home might have. Besides, He adorns the humble with salvation (Psalm 149:4), He can certainly adorn whatever humble house I have into a sanctuary of grace and beauty. Isn’t that what He does with our lives?!
And here’s the thing Joel said that about made me about fall out of my chair, in light of my week’s prayers and meditation. He talked about how the rich fool had acquired great great wealth for himself, so much that he needed to tear down his barns and build bigger barns. Now, get this: The world (and most Christians) would say, “There’s a wise guy. That‘s the guy I should ask for financial wisdom from. He obviously is making all the wise decisions because God has blessed him so much.” We would praise such a man, call him a genius financial advisor. But you know what God calls Him? A fool. (v. 20 But God said to him, ‘Fool!)
Fool.
Friends, that single word brings tears to my eyes. I plead with you to hear my heart in this. God called him a fool. Why? Because he “laid up treasures for himself and was not rich toward God.” A fool.
He is no fool who gives what he cannot keep to gain what he cannot lose. (Jim Elliott)
Worldly wisdom and earthly wisdom. Let me put it this way:
You and I are going to be called a fool by someone.
We can live by God’s economy, give more than we make, refuse the empty promises of materialism and wealth, and store up treasures in heaven. If we do this: The world will call us fools.
Or, we can save, hoard, aim for bigger and better, pad ourselves with insulated walls of wealth. The world will praise us for our financial savvy, the world will call us wise. But, someday God will call us fools.
Who, dear friends, will call you a fool?
I am shaken and challenged to the core. I’ll tell you straight up I do not like the unsettling feeling of re-thinking every piece of wisdom I’ve held so dear. All week long it has troubled me. But, I’m thankful. I’m thankful beyond words for God’s true Word that does not change. I’m thankful to have the privilege of sitting under two phenomenal teachers this week and receiving God’s Word with meekness. Though I don’t know where this is leading, I know one thing for sure: I do not want God to call me a fool.
Let’s desperately seek His ways and His wisdom. Father, lead us in your truth. We trust in You. Amen.
Beans & Rice: Breakfast of Champions
…and lunch of champions and dinner of champions and late-night snack of champions.
Yes, I had my fill of beans & rice. As all you WWC’ers know, last week our church had a fun little Rice & Beans challenge, going 1, 3, or 5 days eating only rice, beans, flatbread, and water. That’s it. Breakfast, lunch, and dinner. The point? To understand a little tiny bit better, how half the world lives. To understand what it means to eat without choice. We eat because of cravings, taste, to make us feel better. Most of the world has no choices, they eat (if they are fortunate enough to eat at all) in order to survive and fuel their bodies.
So I was actually all geared up for the challenge–you know me, I thrive on this kind of stuff. But apparently I needed some humbling, because day 1, all things aligned in a very unfortunate way and between packing up from our trip, being dehydrated, some hormone issues, no caffeine, and a 2 1/2 windy car ride with nothing but a little piece of flatbread in my stomach (I hadn’t had a chance to soak and cook our beans yet!), apparently everything went south, or perhaps I had the flu–but we stopped at Taco Del Mar to get our beans, and by the time we got home let’s just say everything was coming up in a horrible way–and it didn’t stop for 24 hours straight. Ugh. I really don’t think I’ve ever been that sick in my life. I was lying on my face on the bathroom floor crying because I thought my head was going to explode. ANYWAY, enough grossness!
So that was day 1. Day 2 just even the sight of rice and beans made me double over, so I figured I’d just stick to sipping some gatorade (ok, so I guess that was cheating but that’s the only way I could keep from throwing up). But by that evening my appetite was all back, and Jeff had been going strong, bless his heart, eating his beans and rice and even whipping up a batch of flat bread all by himself. He so inspired me that I had to join along. Dinner that night? Rice & beans.
So today was day 3 and it was pretty uneventful, thankfully. Yes, I got a little tired of having rice and beans all day, but I was so thankful to not be throwing up that it was actually not bad at all. We actually just finished tonight, and I celebrated by eating a bite of Heidi’s banana. OH GLORIOUS banana! It was SOO delicious. We are SO blessed to have fruits and vegetables!
So why am I telling you about this, and about being sick? Well, what kept ringing through my mind these last 3 days was that the point of all this was Understanding. To help us understand, just a little bit more, what the world experiences. And actually, every day of this little 3-day journey helped me understand a little bit, in a different way.
1. Beyond sick: The world without clean water. As I was lying on the floor, my head throbbing and unable to keep anything down, I just kept thinking how so many people around the world are always sick because they don’t have clean water. I was SO thirsty, but every time I tried to drink water it upset my stomach so much it made me throw-up. That struck me so profoundly in the The Hole in our Gospel, when Richard Stearns explained how not having clean water depletes your body to the point that you cannot do anything else. You are so sick and so completely in survival mode you cannot work, cannot try to start a new business or get educated or do anything.
As I lay on the floor, so sick, I kept thinking how I knew this would pass. I knew tomorrow I would be better. I knew I’d be able to get up, get dressed, take care of my children. But I cannot fathom the despair of knowing it won’t get any better. The water will continue to make me sick. I won’t be able to get up, won’t be able to get to school, won’t be able to care for my children (who are likely sicker than I am). Talk about despair. No wonder clean water brings such hope!
2. Day 2 was fine since I was so happy to just be upright. It helped me understand why people in third world countries are just so happy with every little thing. I was DELIGHTED to eat beans and rice, overjoyed to be able to eat anything! What a change in perspective…
3. Day 3, yes, beans and rice got a little old. I actually don’t mind it for lunch and dinner but eating beans for breakfast just wasn’t very cool. But again, what an eye-opener of how driven we are by our preferences.
I was also struck by how our modern lives even differ so much from those 50 years ago. While at the beach we discussed this Beans & Rice challenge, among other things, with my parents. My dad was telling me how his dad, growing up, ate oatmeal for breakfast every day. Yes, that makes sense, we do too. But then, the leftover oatmeal (and I dare say without brown sugar and raisins!), his mother would mash together in little dried oatmeal cakes, and that’s what they would take every day to school for lunch. I don’t know what they ate for dinner but probably something akin to rice & beans. Then even my dad was saying that when he was growing up, and they weren’t poor, he had two pair of pants, and his mother would sew them shirts out of potato sacks. Yes, shirts out of potato sacks. I looked over at my children who have clothes coming out of their ears. What a different world.
My heart in all this isn’t to lament over having nice things. I’m THANKFUL for the clothes that we have, the wonderful luxuries that we have. I’m just thankful for a little perspective, from a generation that lived a little bit different, but managed to survive just fine.
As a friend said today, we’re all just grappling with what it means individually, for each of us, to respond to God’s call on our lives to live simply, generously, to store up treasures in heaven. What that looks like for each of us will be different.
But as you grapple, I’d encourage you to try the Beans & Rice challenge for 1-5 days. It really is an eye-opening experience. And hey, you’ll save some money on groceries for the month. 🙂 Viva la legumes!
Doing it. Really doing it. (And Frugal Friday)
Ok we’re doing it. Really doing it. Ah! My stomach is doing that flip flop that happens right before, well, I suppose right before you bungee jump or sky-dive or something. But since I never do things like that I guess it’s the flip-flop that happens right before you give a big chunk of your budget! Yikes!
This week has been a sweet blessing. We’ve spent it at the beach with the kids and my parents. They used their RCI points and got us a wonderful condo on the beach–the kids played for hours every day in the sand, I made us healthy frugal concoctions each night for dinner, and my dad made sure we fattened up by stocking the freezer with Tillamook ice cream. What a treat! We shared a room with our kids, which meant we were forced to sleep from 8 or 9pm until 8am each morning, a great requirement for us! Plus, the internet at the hotel didn’t work, which was an annoyance and a blessing all at once. I had already scheduled all the Journey posts this week, so that was fine, and it kept us from wasting time online, which we are known to do. Actually, right now the kids are resting and Jeff and I snuck off the public library to do some quick email checking. It feels good to get connected but it was nice to be unplugged.
We went through the excitement on Monday night of receiving a full-price offer on our house (!!!!), but then the buyer withdrew her offer as she got cold feet. So we went through 24 hours of being ecstatic, and then felt a little disappointed when it was withdrawn, but the bottom line is that God’s timing will be perfect, and it’s His house, His money, and we are His family. He’ll do what’s right, amen?
So today we set up our new budget and set up our new cash envelopes, which is extremely simplified when there are only 4 spending categories (groceries, gas, co-pays, and Jeff’s $12 haircut :). I got a little nervous, I’ll admit, as I went through the excel spreadsheet literally deleting rows left and right. But then I opened up another internet tab and spent some time looking up poverty and giving opportunities in Africa, and my nervousness subsided. I think the bottom line is keeping it all in perspective.
For those of you who are interested, we’ve decided to do a variety of things including child sponsorship, helping dig wells and provide clean water, and fund micro-loans for entrepreneurial (I cannot believe I spelled that word right on the first try, by the way) development. I admit I feel a little bit dizzy by all the need and how to know what to do, but I guess the best way to start is just to start and ask God for wisdom along the way.
I haven’t actually bought anything this week so I don’t have any Frugal Friday thoughts, but I’m excited that so many of you are wanting to jump in with the Food Stamp Challenge. So I will definitely include more of the meals/recipes/where to shop/details that you have requested, once I’m home and not sitting outside the Rockaway Public Library in my car snatching a few minutes of their graciously-provided free internet.
So happy Friday to you. I trust and pray there’s more to come, as we adventure by faith together in this sacred mundane life.
Filling in My Blank: A Journey (3)
*Filing in My Blank is a story. I don’t know where it will end, but you can catch up here on first and second installments.
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It was now nearing the end of the summer. I still hadn’t started The Hole in Our Gospel, but James was haunting me and the Real. Life. Exhibit images were etched in my mind. Something was stirring.
In something that seemed completely unrelated, I got a call from the library that an item I had reserved was now available. I didn’t remember reserving an item, but went to see what it was. It was the documentary Food, Inc. which I realized I had requested more than 6 months ago, but it had not been available until now. A couple college students came over and we fixed a bowl of popcorn. About halfway through we quit eating the popcorn, appetites lost.
Ugh. While I deplore the fact that the producers blatantly ignore our Almighty God and even go so far as to stupidly attribute “design” to evolution, the eye-opening part was the greed and even exploitation that takes place in the food industry, and the impact that has on the poor and on developing nations. Because of our wealth, we can subsidize commodity crops, forcing down prices to such an extent that it is way cheaper for developing nations to buy food from us than to grow it themselves. Once we put all those struggling farmers out of business, they become dependent on us, perpetuating a hand-out mentality. We then genetically modify crops so that they grow bigger and are resistant to pesticides. Then, once a crop is genetically-modified it can be patented, which is the scary part. Then, seeds are owned by corporations. But, because seeds reproduce, it gets crazy and the long and short of it is that through patenting and licensing, genetic-modification enables large corporations to virtually wipe-out small-time farmers, including those in struggling areas and developing nations. It’s crazy.
What on earth does this have to do with God’s heart for the world? For me personally I realized how my attitude toward food, and my grocery budget, was exactly the same as my attitude had always been about giving. With giving, the important thing was just giving, it didn’t matter to whom or that there be any relational component. With my food budget, the important thing was just spending as little as possible, right? It didn’t matter where that money went or what I was supporting. I think in my mind I likened to it to Romans 14—why dispute about non-moral issues like food? Just eat whatever and be thankful to God.
And it is true that what we eat is not a moral issue, the same way that how much we should give is not strictly laid out in scripture. But what if we strove to live in such a way that, as much as was possible, we used all our dollars (not just those we give) to do as much good as possible? And, what if we came up with creative ways to help developing countries with their business ventures? What if we sought to understand the plight of those who live on food stamps ( and who believe that they cannot afford to buy fresh vegetables such as the dear little hispanic family in the film)? What if we put ourselves in their shoes, at least for a little while, and tried to understand the way they feel?
*BTW, our church is doing this this week, a Live Off challenge. The challenge is to go 1, 3, or 5 days eating only rice, beans, flatbread, and water. That’s it. Since we’re on vacation we’re post-poning our Live Off challenge until we get home, but I’m excited to try it. (Well … I can’t say I’m excited about not having coffee or tea, I’m actually dreading that. But I think it’ll be a good experience.)
So, all that to say that even the food issue kept bringing to mind again and again: Using our funds to help the poor, understanding the plight of those who have so much less than we do, supporting responsible farmers who raise good ‘ole crops without tweaking them with viruses and flounder genes.
Could it be that there’s a way to connect it all? Another little seed planted in my heart…