Am being challenged by the Lord and my sweet very literal spectrum girl to weigh the intention of my words- I'm quick to speak always... and rarely run out of things to say - but recently have been just amazed at atmosphere change when I chose to speak life.
How are your words changing your atmosphere? Are they bring truth and light and joy?
Break open light over your home today! over your family! Truth and Life in the mighty name of Jesus- waves of love!
What does your victory song sound like ? You know- that deep down knowledge that He is your strength? That weight that feels so good- knowing who the battle belongs too? The song the rises up - when the storm swirls around you... I just love that deep confidence, my victory song.
But sometimes that song is hard to hear.. it gets buried by big pain. By discomfort. By burdens. By fear.
It gets easier to ignore that sweet sound the more we pay attention to the pounding march of defeat.
Find your song! Hold on tight to that melody. Whisper it through the fear - sing it out through the pain - shout it in the face of despair- if defeat has you so tight that all you can do is tap out the melody with your tired fingers you do it! The battle is not yours! Grab on to the perfect love that cast out fear - the blood of Jesus that wipes it all way- the grace that holds and the power in His mighty name! Goodbye defeat- Victory is ours!
Friends- lets lend our ears and hearts to the sweet tune of our victory today-
Like my sensory girl says "why are you sighing mama? Don't you know another name for Jesus is King?"
the King is giving you a song- sing it loud.
The radio came on in the van the other day - and i couldn't hit the button fast enough and a few rotten song lyrics filled our ears- and they stuck in my mind... and they were bad.. gross really.. and them i heard my son humming the tune.. and my spirit got fired up and i started singing every worship song i could think of - but wouldn't you know that sneaky ugly rotten song persisted! i called the kids together and we sat in our prayer spot and all i could say was the name of Jesus over and over and then i heard my darlings sweet little voices join in saying His powerful name - and it just broke - just broke right over us... a beautiful calm. Power in His name>
Whats invading your spirit- and your darlings spirit.... Protect your heart, protect their innocence... In Jesus name. Feed life.
hey friends!
so how bout all the hoopla over target gender neutralizing their toy department!?? yes- if you haven't seen the massive outrage on fb and other blogs... its true - target has made it public that they are proudly doing away with a girl toy section with pink and yellow and baby dolls and a blue boy section of toys with cars and building sets and superheros.
Are you outraged? Are you viewing this as a decline in our childrens godly development?
i am not outraged. I'm happy!
I'm happy that my son can feel comfortable checking out the baby dolls and my daughters can confidently look through the building sets and superhero capes.
God, who knit together these darlings of mine in the womb, who created them to be male & female, is the giver of all good gifts... and I have worked hard to not allow society sway my son away from his paternal instincts to be a gentle caregiver or use his artistic gifts or shame my daughters away from using their creativity to build or to aspire to be the hero!
A lack of a girl section and a boy toy section will only help us as parents as we strive to instill in our boy a godly sense of integrity, honor, compassion and an appreciation of the arts as he grows to be a brave man that cares for his family with a sensitive and gentle spirit, working in whatever field he choses, or even staying home raising babies!
And we hope and pray that our daughters will grow to be fierce and brave women who love the Lord & care for their families with grace and compassion, who use their gifts whether its at home raising babies or in the workplace, in the military, on a job site, in space!
I do understand a bit of the outrage over target seemingly blurring the lines between masculinity and femininity but I would encourage you mamas & papas to focus less on that and more on the freedom we have to teach our children who they are in Christ.
Ill be here watching my boy snuggling a baby doll with a slingshot in his back pocket and a tin of legos in his hand, while my 6 yr old daughter is using a different color marker for every letter as she creates a business plan for the restaurant she wants to open with her siblings and our littlest girl is wearing a princess dress & crown and superhero cape pretending to be a robot..and I'm excited for their futures in Christ- hopefully far away from the limiting pink and blue standards.
( dont hate on my personal opinion or over my typos..xoxo)
This is my first blog post here at victory wild! and believe me... i thought long and hard about what i wanted this very 1st post to be about and really i got nothing..except my now... so - heres my heart today. heres my now.
my Bluebird is 6. We delayed public kindergarten and had a wonderful glorious year of wild and free informal home schooling, but now its july, and its time. I was homeschooled. I want to homeschool. I never thought i wouldn't homeschool, yet here i am, preparing to send my 1st born, my sweet sensory girl, my imaginative- lay in the grass and dream of mermaids girl to the local public kindergarten.
i don't want to do it. When i think of the first week of september I ache, physically feeling ill. sounds so dramatic...but so true. We are sending her to kindergarten because it time to try something new, her anxiety & sensory needs are high, and she seems to thrive with peers to watch, and learn from. But the number one reason she is going to school is because she wants to. Yes it sounds silly.. but when your sensory girl, whose emotional/sensory needs keep her from so many things, expresses a desire to do something so new and brave... You say yes. Even though i want my darlings home with me. Even though I'm scared. Even though she may fail. Even though i ache. Even though it will change our family. Even though I want to homeschool. Even though i am disgruntled with the special ed department. She is brave, my bluebird is brave, so I will be too.
I'm sitting on the porch. My littles are riding their horses (bicycles) and following a treasure map (dominos pizza menu). and my heart is crying out to my God. Suddenly His peace flows through me, and i remember His promises to me about my Bluebird. Before she was born He called her fierce warrior.. and her birth was miraculous..her health as a preemie was miraculous and His hand on her life and heart have been so evident. And my good good Father shook my heart a bit and said - silly girl don't you know I am near?
So today - as I write my 1st post here on victory wild...im on the edge.. the edge of falling into a dramatically low state of mind and heart.. but I am not going over.. I'm teetering but holding on. He is near! He is near!
((and forgive and ignore the typos and capitalization errors. probably won't improve....:) ))
James 4:8 ...He draws near...