We Wish You a Merry Christmas … Tree

 

DSCN8410Each of the last several years we’ve had the joy of heading to The Christmas Tree Farm in Central, SC to get our tree. This year our local Parenting magazine interviewed us about our family tradition, which was nice.

Typically the first Saturday after Thanksgiving we’ll head out to the farm, where there are acres and acres of perfectly sculpted Christmas trees. The kind folks at The Christmas Tree Farm provide us with hot chocolate or apple cider, a very sharp hand saw, and general directions on the various kinds of trees they offer. They come in any height from Charlie Brown to over 10 feet tall. They have cypresses, white pines, sapphires, green pines and more.

A key when picking out a tree is to pick one close to your vehicle. One year I forgot this simple key and ended up dragging a tree for half a mile. This was the same year I thought bigger was better: we had a 10 foot tree. I thought I was going to die, only to find out later that they would have hauled it up to the shop if I had just asked. Lesson learned. This was another instance when I should have listened to my wife.

When my kids were younger, they enjoyed straddling me like a horse as I was lying on the ground trying to saw the tree down. I’m glad they are older now. They also enjoy the shaking and netting machines. My engineering son likes these the best.

DSCN8429I hope you all have an awesome Thanksgiving and  Christmas season as you enjoy your friends and family, as well as the point of it all: Christ came to die for our sins!!

And for those of you who are camping out next Thursday for Black Friday, be sure to read my story to gain some practical tips on how to pull this off and live to tell about it.

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Mocking & Sarcasm

A Real Case Study

Read Part Two of this post HERE

William came to me with a question about sarcasm. He has a friend who regularly mocks or puts him down when they are together. Unfortunately, William does not have a real relationship with his friend because his friend is not transparent.

William assumes the mocking and sarcasm is a way to keep distance. His friend does struggle with the fear of man (Proverbs 29:25), so he uses the “put down” as a way to hide from having genuine relationships. William did ask his friend about this and he said making fun of people was his way of “showing affection.”

Unfortunately, the lack of discernment and care regarding William is having an adverse effect on William. Because William is struggling with his own relationship with God, he is trying to reach out to be cared for. However, in most cases his reaching out is reciprocated by some form of a put down in a public context.

The following are some thoughts I gave William, along with the obvious, which is to have a chat with his friend, guard his own heart and carefully address the log in his eye.

What It Means

Sarcasm literally means to “cut the flesh.” Therefore, a person who uses sarcasm or its twin, mocking, is a flesh cutter. No matter how you slice it, generally speaking and in the context of what the word means, you only cut that which you devalue. If you value it, you do not cut it. Therefore, sarcasm or mocking, are ways to devalue someone or something. And this is what William feels from his friend.

I Thought It Was a Gift

As a kid with four brothers, I thought mocking and sarcasm were an art form to be honed. The quicker and sharper the tongue the more adept you were at fending off the enemy. I think where I messed up is that when I became a Christian, I didn’t change my methodology as it pertained to others. I brought some things under the Lordship of my Savior, but not all things, like the tongue. What was a bad habit for the old man can hardly be exported to the new man lifestyle,repackaged and made right. (Ephesians 4:22-24)

The Biblical Category

Since sarcasm is not a biblical category, it might be helpful to bring it within a biblical framework in order to think about it more clearly. Sometimes some things lose their force when we rate or categorize them according to cultural standards. I have found it a good practice over the years to place the words and deeds I do into biblical categories in order to understand them better for the glory of God.

In the case of sarcasm, the biblical category would be unkindness. Though others may find another biblical category to fit better, I hardly think any reasonable Christian would call it “affection” or anything that connotes it as being a good thing.

In the case of mocking, we do see that in Scripture. And I’m not aware of it ever being a good thing or being in a good context whenever it is used in Scripture. Elijah is most certainly mocking the prophets of Baal, but that is an adversarial relationship, not two Christian brothers communicating with one another.

Application Questions

  1. Are you aware of how your words affect others?
  2. What have you done to find out how your words affect others?
  3. If your words are negatively affecting others, what are you doing about it?
  4. Would you talk to three of your friends today about this post and ask them how it applies to you?

Articles in this series

  1. Sarcasm, Mocking & Other Dangerous Sins – 1.0
  2. Sins of the Tongue – 2.0 (tomorrow’s post)
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Haydn Ran His First Race Today

IMG_0688Haydn, my 6-year old, and #4171 in the pic, ran his first race today. He ran a 10:50 mile. I had the joy of running with him. He was so excited. He came to me last night, shortly after 11PM and said he was ready to go. He woke up, thought is was morning, and was ready to run his race.

Lucia also ran her first 5K today. She cut two minutes off her time. She was fantastic. Unfortunately, we had some camera problems and couldn’t get a pic of her.

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Theology for eating desserts

Tristen gave me her theology of eating desserts the other day. It went like this:

Dad, if you eat your desserts first, then it will come out first. So we can eat our dessert first, go to the bathroom and let it out and then we can eat our vegetables. The vegetables will stay in us, because we ate them last and they are better for us.

The sugar will be all out of us, because we ate the desserts first. That way we won’t be acting real crazy because of the sugar.

Her depth of understanding is impressive.

You’ve Got Mail

Just never know what you’re gonna get when you go to the mailbox…

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Starship Redeemer

Tristen was just promoted to the 3rd grade Children’s Ministry Class. It is hard to believe she is in the third grade. I have requested many times that she stop growing, but to no avail.

Her teeth are falling out, she is reading more sophisticated stuff and the words she is using are getting longer. Last week she humbly brought an observation into my life when she noted…

Dad, I thought you said you weren’t going to work on the computer in bed because you said working in bed caused some of your sleep problems? The last two nights you have been using it in bed.

Now, I have two accountability partners in the house. How kind of God.

This past week I took some pics of one of her new classrooms. It’s called Starship Redeemer. She was pretty stoked about it. It, too, seems a bit sophisticated. You can see them here. Haydn is a bit jealous, but he is doing quite fine.

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Sunday, the best day

IMG_0531Today was such a good day. It was our first day serving in Children’s Ministry. We work in the K-5 class, one of 12 classes on our upstairs hall. Tristen and Haydn get to serve with us. They go to Children’s Ministry the second hour, so our Sunday routine looks like this:

  • We serve as a family the first hour in Kingdom Kids
  • Lucia and I go to the second hour worship, while the kids go to their respective Journey Children’s Ministry Class
  • We sit in the cafe the third hour and drink coffee and eat Pop Tarts

It is a complete day from 8:30 to 12:30. We get to serve, worship and fellowship. And praise God for Dunkin Donuts who supplies all the free coffee we can drink. A definite plus.

Haydn was so excited today because we were teaching the class that he attends the second hour. He attends Mr. Ed’s class. Mr. Ed is an icon, so I have been told. The kids that serve with him were in his class when they were K-fivers. And some of the parents who bring their K5 kids to Journey were also Mr. Ed’s students 30+ years ago. He is an energetic, scooter driving, God-lover. He may be unique in that he has been riding a scooter since he was 13.

Something transformative has happened to Haydn since he has been in Mr. Ed’s class. It has been very good for him.

IMG_0528I think he told me about 7 to 10 times today, “Mr. Ed does it [this way or that way]. I got complete instructions from Haydn on how to run the first hour class. It was very cute as well as encouraging. Male leadership and influence has always been a big deal for us and I’m glad my son is so eager to be at the meeting and interact with the older generation.

After the meeting we went shopping at several places, including Talbots & Lowes. While Lucia tried on some clothes me and the kids found stuff to do. See pic above and below!

Urbanites version of being a country girl

IMG_0519We gave mom the day off today since it was her birthday yesterday. After eight-years of being a mom, one day off seemed generous. So she took leave early this morning and dad was in charge of the kids. As you can imagine, that can make for an exciting day.

However, before mom left, she was still a mom and she set me up with coupons from McDonalds, Pizza Hut, Jack in the Box and Chick-fil-A.

The kids played with the neighbor children for a bit and then off to pick up all our free food. On the way to one of the stops, Tristen asked Haydn about sharing. It went like this:

Tristen: Hey buddy, you gonna share some of that?

Haydn: Sure, let me lick my fingers off first.

Tristen: Oh great!

Haydn has always been a thoughtful kid.

Next up, the pool. Being homeschoolers has it advantages. All the other kids were in school and the pool was ours for the afternoon. Ansa took advantage of the situation and preferred to swim in the nude. It was pretty cool. It’s an urbanites version of being a country girl.

From there, we went to Bloom for a cartoon video and their free cookies. The kiddos were worn out, but pretty much sin free. My personal highlight was Tristen’s interpretation of the church meeting yesterday. She said,

Hey da-da, yesterday was sooo much fun at the church meeting. During our class we had our teaching time and then went to see the spaceship (not sure what that is) and from there we went into the AWANA room and had worship time and then our time was over. It was so much fun, that I forgot that we were at the church meeting.

This was super-encouraging to me. I want my children to fall in love with God’s people, particularly at God’s meeting place. This was one of those rare moments in her life where she emoted in such a way. God is so kind.

It was a very good day. They were worn out. Daddy too.

Mommy had her nails done, got a hair cut and bought some new clothes for her b’day!! Girlfriend is looking good!!

Mama! Let Your Boys Be Cowboys

Haydn, my 5-year old, asked me the other night if he could sleep with his gun and bullets. Praise God!! I gave him the big thumbs up and an enthusiastic YES.

Every man needs to sleep with his gun and bullets. It does a daddy’s heart good to know he wants to do that. I checked in on him a few hours later and there he lay in his “footy pajamas” and gun and bullets.

Ariel has no maple syrup & other extraneous notes

IMG_0499Tristen was so excited tonight about Ariel’s bath. Lucia put her (not Tristen) in the washing machine and gave her a good going over. Tristen announced tonight that she was so clean, no maple syrup and other accumulated things that Ariel had acquired over the past year.

Ariel was not quite whiter than snow, but good enough for Tristen.

Haydn announced Thursday night that he threw a mud ball at himself. This was his answer as to why he as so dirty. They were playing in the mud while Lucia and I were running our Thursday night exercise group.

Haydn showed no embarrassment about his blunder. In fact, it seemed quite normal to him. He was just letting us know. I hope I can grow in such a way where I can come to my Father and let him know when I have “hit myself with a mud ball.” I still am tempted to hide my immaturity.

God used my son in that moment to let me know that it is okay to let him know about my immaturity.

Ansa learned how to swing herself today. She has been trying for months to get the “push and pull” thing right on the swing, with no help. She got’er done tonight. The next hour was spent on the swing with a grin that was clear across her face.

My little girl is no longer a little girl in some ways.

Today we were up early and out to the “coffee track” with our friends running. By 9AM we were off to Home Depot for their monthly kid’s workshop. This month it was a miniature cork and white erase board.

Then off to Academy Sports for their Grand Opening. We got free hats and T-shirts and hot dogs. That was fun.

IMG_0495By noon we were whooped. We came home, put the kids down and were back up for our next door neighbors 6th birthday party at 2PM. That was fun. Haydn said, “That was a great party.”

We then watched This Old House on TV, our kid’s favorite and then to the backyard for a fire and a couple of our own version of Wipe Out the TV Show games. Haydn picked up a man-scar as he was getting wiped out. He cried and then jumped back in the fray.

We finished the day with a fireworks show in the cul-de-sac. Our neighbor finished his son’s party with fireworks. That was pretty cool. We took the remnants and all the paper leftovers and threw them in the fire to make sure all were exploded.

And, as we surmised, there were remnants. That made for an exciting post firework event.

Off to bed. A very good day in God’s world.