Tuesday, May 09, 2006

My Wife, the Poet

Received this e-mail at work this afternoon from my wife ...quite sickening, frankly.
 
Hahahahahah!!!!!!!! You are a caged bird and I am soaring on freedom's wings under the azure sky! Can you hear the sweet melody of the birds and smell the tantalizing smell of wildflowers? Can you see the trees bursting forth their aromatic scent? When my precious little Susanna plays on the lush velvety carpet of God's perfection my heart soars in gratitude towards the Lord and my husband for their gifts to me and I relish my freedom as I get the joy of surrounding myself with beauty daily. Thank you, dear husband, as you sacrifice your freedom so I can soar.

Love,
Eshell
 
Why isn't she in the house making biscuits or something?

Friday, May 05, 2006

A Time for Evaluation

We had a shake-up in our church this week. One of the families have a daughter that ran away. She left a lengthy note explaining how she fears God but she doesn't really trust Him. This was her way of learning to trust God. She's fifteen years old, so she couldn't (or didn't) drive. They found her the next day a town or two away. She comes from a nice family. They always appear happy. She seems like a smart young lady. They homeschool her. I was left wondering "What's going on?. They appear to be doing things right." Things were a bit stressed at home. Dad works in Wisconsin and mom goes with him for the week sometimes. It's about a six-hour drive from their place in north-east Indiana. Is this the reason? Or a part of it? She has an older sister that stays with her when mom and dad are gone. They have a farm they are trying to sell in Indiana so they can all move to Wisconsin. During a men's meeting two weeks ago the men suggested to him that he is too focused on the farm and not enough on his family. This might be the case.
All this rattling through my head takes me back to something the elder of our church said shortly after we started attending. He looked out across the congregation and commented on how nice the children looked and behaved. They wear the right clothes. They say the right things. They're all homeschooled so they have a good education. Well mannered. "But what's the state of their heart?" Ooh. Wasn't really expecting that. They can quote passages of the Bible, but is it in their heart?
Every family in our church homeschool their children. Not that it's mandated, that's just the way it's worked out so far. Some very large families. They, once again, appear Godly. An area a lot of "conservative" families fail miserably is TRAINING our children. We do train them. We train them what to say. We train them what do. We insist they memorize mass quantities of scripture. We scold them or spank them when they act up. Many homeschool children fear their parents. Possibly an un-healthy fear. We have abused our parental role. We have manipulated them into little "Yes-men" or robots. Our fear of looking bad in public (pride) has caused us to sever any friendship or attachment we once had - could have - should have with our children. There needs to be a time for this type of training. There also needs to be time for bonding. A time for fellowship. If you don't know your children, how do expect to know the state of their heart? How can you know if their hurting? If their doubting God? If their contemplating running away? Some people have a business of child-rearing as opposed to a family. The calendar hanging on our kitchen wall speaks to this. It has a quote on it this month along the lines of "Don't tell me how many children you birthed; how many are walking in truth?" It's kind of a new way of looking at things. We primarily focus on the outward obedience of our children and not on the in-ward state of their heart. I know it has made my wife and I stop and think about our interaction with our children. Do we have their hearts? Do they love and trust us or just fear us?
So many things to evaluate. By God's grace, we'll get through it.

Wednesday, May 03, 2006

Changes

I've made a few subtle changes to my blog. I want to make more but have a fear. A lot of "casual" bloggers, I have noticed, will make a bunch of changes as a last ditch effort to motivate themselves to blog more. Usually it ends up as a dead blog. I would like to change the template, but don't really like any of bloggers "ready-made" templates...and besides, changes that drastic means certain death.

Seriously though, we have been going through a lot of changes. We have seen God work so much in our lives recently that it's amazing. He truly does take care of his children. Maybe I'll take some time and post about some of the areas He's working. And not just our lives, but friends and family around us, too.

This is a picture of our pet turkeys that were supposed to be butchered for Thanksgiving last year. This picture shows them at probably a couple months old. Tommy and Yap-Yap have been very good pets. Tommy turned out to be such a friendly turkey that we decided not to "invite" them to Thanksgiving dinner last year. Tommy was a bit compulsive about pecking people on the back-side, but despite that, she was very fond of humans. She would follow you around the yard and plop herself down wherever you were working. She especially liked sitting right behind your feet. A 40-50 pound bird is easy to trip over. She was very fond of sitting in mud puddles(?). I had to put Tommy down this weekend for some health reasons that I wont go into. I know it sounds extremely odd, but it was kind of hard for me. Tommy was like a friend. She was there when I was splitting wood. She was there when I was working on the van in the freezing rain (although she kept pecking my hand every time I went to grab a tool). She aloud you to pick her up and carry her around (although the older she got the harder it was...once again, 40-50 lbs.). She will be missed. By her sister, Yap-Yap; by the children; by myself and my wife; by anyone who has tripped over her or been pecked in the back-side by her.

Well, that's all for now. I have much more to say but have to get the older kids up to start math with them. It didn't happen yesterday. I inadvertently slept in. I don't feel bad though, it was my birthday; which my wife and kids made very special. They are the best!

God bless.