Day 4… Road Trip Revival. #iShineontheroad “Attitude at Altitude!”

Rolled into Dubois WY… snagging the last 2 rooms at the local Super 8. Dusty, dry and breezy. Temps in July were pushing 100F as we drove the 2 lane ribbon across the hazy, flat, high plains of eastern Wyoming. The sun lingered slow and low in the horizon… seven, eight… almost nine pm before we saw it start to slip over the distant ridge.

The Mountains!

The Mountains!

Sweaty, tired and butt numb we felt the miles. Wall SD to Dubois WY is only about 600 miles with a short detour to Mt.Rushmore NP, but it’s a good long 12 hours of travel. We crashed early and didn’t really notice the clear cool night emerging outside our windows.

We awoke to winter.

42F at 6:30am. My breath fogging the inside of our SUV. My naked legs one giant goose-bump of frigid skin.I had to dig out one of my light fleece pull-over’s to give my body some chance at finding warmth. The shock was complete. We had gone from the blazing heat of high summer sun to COLD.

A sixty degree temperature swing in 8 hours.

We were in the mountains and I couldn’t be happier. The cool / cold morning was such a relief. Felt like a peppermint patty embrace to my summer sweat soaked brain. No humidity, No sweating, No bugs. AWESOME !

As I look around to find someone else to share my jubilant happiness with… I only saw heaps of blankets and fetal postured freezing teens huddled in the back. Chattering teeth and groans quickly deflated me.

I confidently proclaimed the cold wouldn’t last! In fact, for sure¬†by noon it would be bright and warm again, at least 80F with gorgeous mountain summer light. We were heading up the Wind River Valley to clip the edge of Grand Teton NP and push into Yellowstone! The grandest of them all. I had no idea it would turn out to be one of the coldest days possible for July. Snow flurries and sleet would be settled in by noon and would never allow temps to rise higher than 55F.

Tough Day

Tough Day

This led to some complaint and grumbling… but no one could deny the beauty of the mountain scenes before us and we toured the iconic spaces and places (Old Faithful, Yellowstone Falls, Buffalo on the plains etc…)of our oldest and grandest NP (in lower 48) with layers of shirts and jackets wrapping our unprepared limbs. As our altitude rose over 10,000 feet, our attitudes grew a bit short and over the long day of driving and stopping, shooting selfies, and dodging the hordes of tourists… some of us got very crabby ūüôā

When we drove up and over the highest pass back to our cozy Super 8 rooms…. it began to snow big time. 3-4 Inches would pile up overnight. I shivered in my hiking shorts as we drove on. Smiling at the irony of it all.

I was the only one smiling. 

Tomorrow our days adventures would change the girls forever. But before the hope of dawn… we had to get through a very dark night.

By God’s grace…. we made it. But it was a tough road to ride.

Day 5 tomorrow; a BRAND NEW DAY.

drip drip drip… the power of persistence

Parents, are you tempted to throw in the towel with your tween?

I know… it’s overwhelmingly difficult sometimes to parent a hormone-soaked-storm like the typical teen or tween. They know how to push each exasperation button we have… and somehow avoid being responsible for “ANYTHING” from their school grades to the family shared, mobile, data-plan last month ūüôā

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They disdain our “ancient” wisdom of 40 something as outright stupidity and live comfortable in the smug knowledge they are in fact… the geniuses. Cerebral giants who can barely tolerate our presence in their ‘homes’. ¬†We call these crazies our kids and if you’re not careful… they can wear you down to the nub…

Or even worse, they might make you so exhausted… you give up!¬†

DO NOT GIVE UP ON THEM !

DO NOT STOP PARENTING

DO NOT STOP CAREFULLY KEEPING THE BOUNDARIES OF LIFE, LOVE, AND YOUR FAMILY INTACT !

Don’t stop praying, don’t stop sharing, don’t stop daring to believe in their hearts catching fire for Christ ! We underestimate our value, our power as parents ! Our kids get over 70 hours week of mainstream media ingested into their noggin and less than 3 hours of parent & pastor combined…

Poll after poll tells us that tweens (kids 7-13) and teens admit the opinions and ideas of their parents are THE SINGLE MOST INFLUENTIAL VOICE IN THEIR LIVES ! 

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It’s not up to us to convince… only God can change a heart or an attitude. But we as parents can be intentional about never – ever giving up on our kids. Of living out our faith values with honesty and persistence, day-in and day-out… like water on rock, over time… the water wins !

Pastor B.

Hitting the Wall…

Sometimes we just run out of gas.

Sometimes we’re doing so much for everyone else we forget to stop, and take care of ourselves.

As parents, Sometimes is always. 

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Let me encourage you and myself to get off of the merry-go-round for 24 hours every now and again. We’re not meant to run at full speed all the time, we’re supposed to rest every seventh day.

We need to trust the world will survive our absence, to allow ourselves to slow down, and to refresh ourselves  as we disconnect for a few essential and irreplaceable hours each week.

If we don’t we’ll hit the wall.¬†

People become quite ugly when we ignore the wall.

Speaking openly here, when we refuse to slow down and rest, when we keep going on and on…. we’re risking our sanity.

Exhausted parents can create more problems than we solve when we valiantly soldier on without time to ourselves.

When was the last time you slept in ? If you just snorted, its past time to change things. ūüôā

Inventory your life and it’s pace, find new places to say “NO” to today, and I encourage you to begin to say “YES” to yourself. I know it feels weird to put your own needs above others, but you’re not being selfish in this, your being wise.

Love you,

Pastor B.

Matthew 11:29 (ESV) – Biblegateway ;Take my yoke upon you, and learn from me, for I am gentle and lowly in heart, and you will find rest for¬†your souls.”

That dreaded day arrives…

My father’s heart is hurting, my munchkinaroo is going to college.

When my oldest (Jessica) went last year… it was really hard, but she did so well – and grew up so fast as a college student, my fears for her quickly evaporated. She was ready to go when the time came¬†and jumped out of her little nest into a University world¬†with relative ease.

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munchkinaroo 2006

Munchkinaroo is different for me. My youngest daughter and middle child… at 18, she still likes to crawl up on my lap and watch movies, She loves to be home and hang out, cook and generally be daddy’s little girl. For me to consider her leaving home… that’s¬†one of the big¬†day’s in my parenting life that¬†I’ve dreaded.

It’s every dad’s despair… the understanding that his little girl has grown up. To realize and recognize (not the same thing) the strength and maturity of our kids growing into adulthood and with it… greater freedom and responsibility. ( Yikes… I sound like a college brochure)

Still it’s true. Days we dread to face… I know when I pull away from her dorm on Thursday my eyes will be burning and my heart will stinging as I ride off and “LEAVE” her behind.

ALONE….

By Her self.

No one to protect her.

Vulnerable.

And while all of that may “seem” to be the case emotionally.. my pastor heart reminds me that we’re never alone, never by ourselves in the battle of life and we’re always being protected by our heavenly Father who keeps us from harm and directs our path to safety.

Rites of passage are never easy… but they are OH SO IMPORTANT.

Have courage fellow college dads… you are not alone, there is at least one other red-eyed father praying his guts out somewhere, surviving the pain and the joy of watching¬†our child become an adult….

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Bethany – 2013

I can’t help but wonder how God feels when we grow up in our faith… Proudly cheering us on as we step out bravely¬†into new life experiences and higher levels of trust. I wonder if he’s as proud of me¬†as I am of my munchkinaroo ? … Applauding from a distance at the¬†faith we grow and show to him, as parents…fathers, daughters and sons.

Peace out and pray for me… I’ll need it.

Pastor B.

Things God can’t do.

Funny title, serious subject.

Things that God can’t do… an odd thought for families of faith, but important stuff to remind ourselves regularly and make the extra effort to teach to our kids.

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1- God cannot LIE.

Hebrews 6:18 (ESV) – ” 18 so that by two unchangeable things, in which it is impossible for God to lie, we who have fled for refuge might have strong encouragement to hold fast to the hope set before us…”

Titus 1:2 (ESV) – ” 2 in hope of eternal life, which God, who never lies, promised before the ages began”

2- God cannot break His WORD, PROMISES or COVENANT.

Deuteronomy¬†7:9 (ESV) ” ¬†Know therefore that the Lord your God is God, the faithful God who keeps covenant and steadfast love with those who love him and keep his commandments, to a thousand generations,”

3- God cannot FAIL.

Isaiah 46:10 (ESV) ” 10 declaring the end from the beginning and from ancient times things not yet done,
saying, ‚ÄėMy counsel shall stand, and I will accomplish all my purpose,‚Äô”

In a world where failure, compromise and broken promises are the “norm”… it’s important to surround ourselves with the powerful reminder of who God really is and how different His ways are from ours. It’s a temptation to translate our failures and the failings of those we love and rely on into our relationship with God.

Nothing could be further from the truth. God is infinite, perfect and incapable of falling short of exactly what we long for. We can trust in, rely on and believe for all our needs. He is unlike anyone or anything we know. He is GOD.

When your day starts to spin out of control… or your heart gets broken and your hopes are dashed… REMEMBER who you can truly place your trust in.

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Teach these things to our children, bind them about our hearts and minds and whisper His promises to your loved ones when all seems lost. It is this confidence of salvation in one who cannot disappoint that gives us the ability to press on and pass it on.

May this simple reminder, help to lift and guard your hearts and minds on the long and often lonely journey of parenthood.

Love you all,

brad.

The Politics of Parenting…

So… picture the scene. I’m talking with my wife late at night, almost asleep and very drowsy. Covers are over my head, pillows are squished down just right and my eyelids feel like sawdust¬†got wedged in them from a very long, trying day. My wife is explaining to me why it’s O.K. for our daughter to go out with some friends the following evening. I’m nodding slowly to myself as she quickly gets to the point. It’s alright with you honey isn’t it?… pause, slightly uncomfortable silence.

Now I have a choice. Wake myself up and really interact with my wife over this seemingly innocuous request, or give her my vague attempt at a “ummhummnn” and allow myself to submerge into a coma and leave all the parenting drama to her. What to do… I’m not wanting to fight a battle over this, but deep down I’m uneasy. On the other hand… if she goes with some friends, it’s technically not dating.

Crap. I pushed the covers back away from my almost unconscious cranium and slowly roll a bit to sit up.

Honey, I’m all for our daughter (who shall remain nameless) going to have some fun with her friends this friday, but I’m not sure I’m comfortable with her going with that one young man (who shall remain nameless) who I don’t really know. I’ve seen him hanging out with her at the local coffee shop several times in the past week… all “coincidently”. I’m a little uneasy.

There, I said it. I had spoken up, I’m not going to be¬†just another passive, pushover dad. By golly, I’m a man and in my home I’m the king. Nobody better mess with me or my daughters, I’ll knock his fool head off…

My wife, slowly looks at me and shakes her head back and forth as if to say… you wingnut, I know your just scared for your daughter growing up without you, but it’s time to start trusting her a little bit more now that she’s almost 17 and in her junior year of high school…. but she never says a word. She just says sweetly… O.K. I’ll let her know in the morning you said no.

I slowly re-arrange my six-foot four frame into our bed and gradually rediscover my comfy spot for some sleep. It’s slower to come this time. Thoughts pushing back my dream state a little longer. Was that the right response? Maybe I should trust her more… She¬†IS after all almost a senior…it’s not that unreasonable….?

By dawn, it¬†had become so¬†clear to me. My daughter was a strong young woman, solid, balanced, full of wisdom and capable. I should trust her in this. She had earned it. So, I said cautiously… Honey, I’ve been thinking, I guess it would be ok for our daughter to join those other teens for some fun on friday night. But she’s got to be home by 11pm – no exceptions! ¬†Wow, my wife can be so manipulative ūüôā

My favorite quote for this blog post isn’t from the bible, but ¬†from “My Big Fat Greek Wedding”…. “The man may be the head of the house, but the wife is the neck and she can turn him anywhere she wants” LOL.

So true. So much for the politics of parenting. The battle’s always over before it even¬†begins, the¬†wife wins in the end. But it’s cool to know that she would do the same for me, now just gotta figure a time when I can be right about something with our kids… ?

Humorous, but accurate. Dad’s often don’t get kids like mom’s do, but God knew that when¬†He came up with the awesome parenting strategy of having two distinctly different¬†parents… male and female. One to balance the other, and one to be RIGHT!

PEACE OUT fellow Families of Faith.  

brad.

Happiness is a choice…. not a destination

I had a great¬†date this week with my daughter Bethany, we were doing a couple of easy walking lap’s¬†at our local city park, just as the sun was setting… it was beautiful, 65 F¬†and not a cloud in the sky. The air had the crisp hint of fall in it and the evening was just perfect for a nice walk with my daughter. I realized how beautiful she had become as a young woman of sixteen, how proud I was of her. How amazing she is and courageous to dare to just¬†be herself in the midst of¬† the drama filled world of¬†high school that I could only imagine at forty-two. She has battled as a teen¬†to find her own happiness and I was so proud to see she was holding her own.

She was talking with me about some of her friendships and the observation of how many of her classmates were constantly miserable or anxious about their lives, appearance, relationships and futures. I assured her that trend¬†doesn’t really change in adulthood, and that we all will from time to time struggle with those feelings for our entire lives… the key was learning to be happy in the midst of our imperfect lives.

I realized as we were walking and talking how true that statement was. Life and our happiness¬†really¬†are a result of our¬†choice of perspectives and attitude. Many of us spend our days constantly criticising ourselves, our kids, our work, our government, the Church, other parents… you name it, we can dig a hole in it without a second thought. We fail to actually “choose” to see the good in our lives. We lock onto the “bad” things like a laser guided ballistic missile, determined to destroy our targets to gain the momentary internal satisfaction that maybe everyone elses lives are as miserable as our own.

Enough…

Happiness is available for us all. Contentment, satisfaction with what we have and what who we are… in the now. Not the tomorrow. Learning to see the beauty of our lives, our families and our existence in the present tense is the key to enjoying our day. So many times we think of happiness as some distant horizon of our life… some place and time that we eventually will get to, if we just keep hoping. Sad, it’s just¬†not true. We go through our days always looking for something better than we currently have. A¬† better house, car, clothes, spouse etc… we exist in a state of almost constant agitation, discontented in what we don’t have.

Life without the proper perspective can well become hell. We all know of those lives who are battling cancer or the loss of a loved one and in the midst of their pain, we see them conquering life with happiness and joy. IMPOSSIBLE, yet it’s right there in front of us. Their lives remind us all of the power of perspective and faith and choosing to see the “good” in every circumstance.

(I Timothy 6:6-12)¬†6Now there is great gain in godliness with contentment, 7for we brought nothing into the world, and we cannot take anything out of the world. 8But if we have food and clothing, with these we will be content. 9But those who desire to be rich fall into temptation, into a snare, into many senseless and harmful desires that plunge people into ruin and destruction. 10For the love of money is a root of all kinds of evils. It is through this craving that some have wandered away from the faith and pierced themselves with many pangs.11But as for you, O man of God, flee these things. Pursue righteousness, godliness, faith, love, steadfastness, gentleness. 12 Fight the good fight of the faith. Take hold of the eternal life to which you were called and about which you made the good confession in the presence of many witnesses”

¬†Our happiness becomes a choice of our will. Are we going to believe, trust and accept that God is our source of all lasting joy and peace or are we going to exhaust ourselves in search for something more?¬† It’s almost impossible to gain the “Happy” perspective we need to enjoy our lives all alone and on our own. We really¬†need to constantly “re-set” our vision by spending¬†¬†time in the word of God and making it a point to hang out with our fellow believers in community. When we give into the constant temptation to choose to¬†see only what we don’t have… we are opening ourselves and our families up to some serious relational¬†turbulence.

Grace to you as¬†you walk through this journey of life… what will you stop to see on the way? The amazing beauty around you, the evidences of God’s faithfulness, or the things you wish were different…. the Choice continues to be ours. Don’t mis-understand, I understand there¬†will be¬†tragic days, and overwhelming life circumstances…but in it all, God promises to be with us. Focus on that, and when you can’t see Him anymore… find a friend who can.

Peace out,

Brad.