“What He Said” Wednesday – Bread. Stone. Gum?

Yikes, it’s been a whole week since I’ve blogged. I mean, I’ve blogged a million times in my head since then… it just hasn’t found it’s way to the blogosphere. It’s been a busy week – medical procedures, choir concerts, HUGE birthday party, sick kid, leading worship, work, going to the theatre… I’m not complaining! I’ve just found myself too tired to follow through with getting the thoughts in my head onto the computer. Blah blah blah, right?

On top of all of that, I’ve had a tiny little newfound obsession with Netflix! I know, I know – we are SO five years ago. I just honestly haven’t felt the need for it until lately. But alas,we did the 1 month free trial and I am hooked. I blew through Downton Abbey Season 1 in less than a day! In fact, right at this moment I’m seriously jonesing for season 2. But that’s neither here nor there and has absolutely nothing to do with this post.

Tonight at church, I was sitting with my dear friend Jackie. We’ve been friends for a LONG time and she’s moving away from me and I’m sad… but I’m so proud of her and EXCITED for her! She’s off on a grand God-adventure in a week or so, and as much as I’d like for her to stay here and have God-adventures with us, I’d never dream of holding her back from the path God has laid out for her. She’s gonna ROCK IT. No doubt. But again, that’s not the crux of this post.

Like I said, there I sat beside Jackie, with her ipad in her lap. At the end of worship but before Aaron (my hubby) got into his sermon, Jackie was perusing through her twitter feed and randomly showing me funny tweets. Her, me, and giggles are a deadly combination.

At some point in Aaron’s sermon, I could tell he was most-likely moving towards an altar call… which meant I would be praying for people… which meant I needed to pop some gum in my mouth. It also meant I needed to get serious. Right.

I realize that I’m making this story WAY longer than it needs to be, but… I haven’t blogged in a week. So…

Anyway… I reached into my purse for grab my packet of gum and pulled out THIS:

It's a rock. A BIG OLE HONKING ROCK, too.

Of course, I have no idea how it got there. And of course I muttered some sort of exclamation under my breath, which caused Jackie to look over, see the rock, and start giggling (silently, of course) all over again. Maybe you just had to be there…

2 things immediately went through my mind: 1) No wonder my purse has felt like I was carrying around a sack of rocks lately – I WAS!!!!! No really, it’s been unbelievably heavy and I couldn’t figure out why. And 2) To make matters worse, all I could think of was Matthew 7:9 where Jesus says:

“Which of you, if your son asks for bread, will give him a stone?

I guess I should just be glad it wasn’t a snake! (Read verse 10 😉 ) If you know my kids at all, you know this is not a far-fetched statement!

And that, my friends, is my contribution to “What He Said” Wednesday. They can’t all be homeruns! hahaha

Oh, and P.S. here’s what was in my gum container:

My daughter strikes again...


“What He Said” Wednesday: Didn’t You Know?

On Wednesdays, I’m going to try to take something Jesus said and write about it.  I’ve been busy with work, kids, church, and band practice today… but I still have 30 min left in my Wednesday, so let’s do this!!!

Let’s start with Luke 2:41-52:

Every year Jesus’ parents went to Jerusalem for the Passover festival. When Jesus was twelve years old, they attended the festival as usual. After the celebration was over, they started home to Nazareth, but Jesus stayed behind in Jerusalem. His parents didn’t miss him at first, because they assumed he was among the other travelers. But when he didn’t show up that evening, they started looking for him among their relatives and friends.

When they couldn’t find him, they went back to Jerusalem to search for him there. Three days later they finally discovered him in the Temple, sitting among the religious teachers, listening to them and asking questions. All who heard him were amazed at his understanding and his answers.

His parents didn’t know what to think. “Son,” his mother said to him, “why have you done this to us? Your father and I have been frantic, searching for you everywhere.”

“But why did you need to search?” he asked. “Didn’t you know that I must be in my Father’s house?”  But they didn’t understand what he meant.

Then he returned to Nazareth with them and was obedient to them. And his mother stored all these things in her heart.

Jesus grew in wisdom and in stature and in favor with God and all the people.

First of all, every. single. time. I read this, I’m amazed that it took Mary and Joseph so long to realize Jesus was missing!  It really makes you stop and think about how different life was back then.  Raising kids was a community effort.  I’m going to go out on a limb and say Mary & Joseph were pretty good parents.  (God wouldn’t entrust His only son to just ANYONE, now would He???)  And yet, on the long walk from Jerusalem to Nazareth, they never once checked on their son.  And it took them THREE DAYS to find him.  I can’t even imagine the grief they were going through!

Hmmmm, 3 days…

Believe me, I’m not pointing any fingers here – just recently, we lost Lincoln – TWICE – at  Six Flags in Texas.  But that’s another story for another time!

My real focus here is how Jesus responded to his parents.  For 3 days he was separated from them – no cell, no email, no way to communicate to let them know he was ok… and yet his response was “Why did you even need to search?  Didn’t you know that I must be in my Father’s house?”  He was basically saying “Hello!  Do you even know me???”

Jesus was 12.  He was fully God and yet fully human.  What a conundrum!  The God part of Him needed to be in the temple, being about His Father’s business.  The human part of Him should’ve told his parents he was staying behind.  I love how it says that – once they found him! – he went home with them and was obedient.  Yes, He was the son of God, but He still had to mind his mama!  THEN, after obeying, He grew in stature and wisdom and favor with God and everyone.

Again, I believe Mary & Joseph were good parents… but DID they really know their child?  Were they able to fully comprehend the responsibility they had been assigned?  Like most parents, I think not… until they were reminded.  “Didn’t you know that I must be in my Father’s house?”  

My friend Mary just wrote an EXCELLENT, convicting, inspiring blog about the uniqueness of each child, and how the Holy Spirit can help us do what’s best for them.  I urge you to take the time to read it:  Here.  After reading (my friend) Mary’s blog and then reading this passage, I’ve been thinking a lot about what it might’ve been like to be the mother of Jesus.  Did he get discouraged?  Was he a typical tween?  (Please. Jesus wasn’t a typical anything!)  Did Mary (mom of JC) have to give Jesus pep-talks?  Give him the “look” if he was talking during synagogue?  My kids think they know everything  – can you imagine raising the child that actually DID?  Haha.  You get the picture.

As I ponder all of these things, I know I need help from the Holy Spirit in order to help my kids achieve their full potential in Christ.  I have good kids and I’m thankful for that, but I need wisdom in how to parent each of them as unique individuals.

Lord, help me to fully know each of my kids in such a way that I might better guide them to a life of following You!  Amen.

P.S.  I finally finished at 12:30 a.m. (and then just went back and edited/added because I’m compulsive like that!!!) I’m sure I’ll be able to plan ahead better as the weeks go on and not be scrambling to finish this – although Wednesdays are very hectic so I’m not entirely sure WHY I picked Wednesdays as my day to do this.  In light of that, I may only do this every other Wednesday.  Or just switch to another day of the week.  Just depends.  We’ll see!