Check out my new blog, "Crazy Christian Momma"-I'm hoping to post once every 2 weeks. It's a blog for anyone, and I'll be blogging about being a Christian momma in this crazy, mixed-up world. It's meant for fun and to let loose, not to be judgemental or rude. Christians can have fun and show they have Joy that they've been given in Christ! Suggestions for future posts are appreciated. Enjoy the first post.
33 But seek
first his kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to
you as well.34 Therefore do not worry about
tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of
its own. (Matthew 6:33-34)
My son was going into the 4th
grade and I had him tested at the Christian school where my daughter went and
where I taught to see if he would be accepted to attend school there.We couldn’t afford to send both of our
children to the small Christian school, so he had been in the public school
system since kindergarten.When he was
tested, the teacher felt that his reading and writing skills were not strong
enough to be able to go to school there.At first, I was angry.How dare
they say such a thing, but it was the truth, so I had to face it.Then, it went to worry--worry about him
having to stay in the public school system, would he get in with the wrong
crowd, do the wrong things, learn the wrong, secular things of this world, (you
know the rest).It was suggested that he
have a psych evaluation to verify what we already knew, that he had
dyslexia.He already had an IEP and was
getting help in the public school system.Help that he wouldn’t be able to get at the private school.But I worried about my child being brought up
in a place where our Christian values were not always looked on favorably.So, I prayed and worried and worried some
more (cause that always helps right?), then fast forward about 4 years--he is
now in 7th grade, and doing pretty well.He’s made honor role at school and is an
expert typist (because big bad mama typing teacher made him-which I do believe
helps students who may be struggling with dyslexia and spelling issues).He has good friends, is in sports, is a
Senior Airman in the local Civil Air Patrol, stays out of trouble and has
displayed the love of Christ by taking up for kids that have been bullied in
school.He’s even earned the nickname
the BFG (Big Friendly Giant from the book by Roald Dahl) because of his
kindness to others and even won an award in 5th grade for being a
leader in anti-bullying.So, I have come
to the conclusion that I worried for nothing, he didn’t worry, my husband
didn’t worry, and God didn’t worry, cause He had this the entire time.So, why should I?
Ahhhh worry—Do you
worry?What a question, of course you
do.If you’re a mother, , a wife, or
both or even neither…you worry.
God tells us in the Bible NOT to worry, because Jesus “has overcome the
world” (John 16:33 NIV).And I think we
as Christians, think “well sure, Jesus is the Son of God, what does He have to
(or had to) worry about?He knew how it
would end then and knows the future, therefore what did (or does) He have to
We, on the other hand, have
plenty to worry about.I know as a
mother of two dyslexic children, I constantly worry that they will be held back,
due to them not being able to read or learn as well as others.Of course the solution to the problem is to
have them read more often and practice, so they will know how to cope with it,
because their dyslexia will never go away.However, even though I am a librarian and writer, reading is still not
something they do as often as I would like, but sometimes you have to just let
it go and let God take over.
Or the soaring drug problem
that plagues our country, heck, I remember when I was in high school and you’d
walk into certain bathrooms and there would be this haze of smoke hovering over
the stalls because girls were smoking.I
had heard rumors that people also smoked…dare I say it…pot!(Which for the life of me I will never
understand why the state of Massachusetts, where I live now, and has seen an increase
in drug-related deaths over the past few years, legalized it for recreational
use recently—DUH!It starts small
usually and then progresses unfortunately.).
Or how will my children do
when they start driving?My daughter
just took a class and will be taking her driver’s test soon and even though
she’s ready, it’s been in part, because we’ve dragged our feet on letting her
finally get it.She’ll be getting her
license at the end of the month and in August, she’ll be 18.It’s really hard to let go of worry,
especially when you can’t control the nuts driving out there and just like
anywhere else, there are a lot of them and of course, (truth be told, other
drivers probably consider me to be just as nutty as well). Like the time my daughter was driving and was
stopped waiting to make a left turn and cross traffic.The woman behind her kept on honking at her,
until I got out of the car and explained that she was only 16 and to give her a
break!(I don’t recommend doing that
often, it may get you shot if you’re not careful.).
Or the fact that our world
has changed significantly since 911 and that there are people who want to kill
us and our society, because we don’t have their same views.
So, what do we do, so we
don’t worry? Well, we worry because we can’t control the situation.My husband says it’s one of the things I have
a hard time doing—to NOT try and control a situation.But what’s funny is I know the ONE that
does control it all and you know what? He’s got this (and he’s got “this” for
you too).One of the ways I try to think
about it is this way, I keep thinking about heaven and then one day when I go
there, I’ll just wake up and be there and NOT have to worry about ANYTHING..ANYTHING!Wow, now just let that sink in for a moment.Then, what will I do?It’ll be just like the happy endings in the
movies, but bettah!(a little Massachusetts
humor for you).
My husband says, “If you’re
really a child of God, you won’t worry.” And that lovely statement is directed
at me every time he says it.
Not worry? Yeah right.If I don’t, then WHO will?
-Who will worry about my
kids getting into a good college?
-Or if they have good friends
and don’t get bullied?
-Or that our family has
enough money to pay all the bills, or every little extra cost that comes up?
-Or if they are lead away
from God in this day and age of extreme temptation and secularism?
Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you
will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more
than food, and the body more than clothes?
So, these are for the simple
creature comforts of life, not about the harder stuff—right?
Who of you by worrying can add a single hour to his lifespan?
If anything, I think this scripture
verse is almost saying that we’re wasting our time worrying and getting older
doing it, more gray hairs you know.
So, how do we NOT
So glad you asked and though
I don’t have a scholarly answer, I think my answer is an appropriate one.
I want you to think back,
back to two times in your life when something went bad, horrible, sad, slow,
miserable, hopeless times in your life, one while you believed in Him and one
when you did not or were not as strong in your faith as you are now.
Now, compare the two times
together, when you went through a bad time, before you believed in Him (or were
going through a time when you didn’t feel close to him or strong in your faith)
and the other when you did believe in Him.Can you compare them and ask yourself this?“Was there a difference in the feelings you
felt, while going through these two ordeals?
Does knowing the Creator of
the Universe, who made you and loves you NO MATTER what you do (or say or think),
good or bad, make or made you feel, in that hard time that you believed, that
you would survive it?
I think it’s true that these
types of trials sharpen us, strengthen our faith, and trust in Him and because
that is true, God often times whispers to me during these tough times, “Just
wait a week, or a month, or a year and things will be so different.”And then I calm down, trust, pray, wait and
see.Every single time I SEE
that truth that He has whispered to me each time that I (or my family) is going
through a rough patch.Wait—just wait on
Him--wait a day, a week, a month, or even a year.Your situation will be different.Sometimes the worry puts a dark cloud over
the goodness and brightness and happiness that can come often from the Unknown.So, there are times I take a deep breath and
think, isn’t this exciting?I have NO idea what is coming around the corner-- the
possibilities are endless, God’s possibilities are endless, His promises for
His children are endless and YOU are HIS child.
In my life I know this to be
true for me (and search your experiences or keep a journal of the good and bad
in your life and I’m sure you’ll find the same), God has NEVER let me down and even
though I will let Him down and others (numerous times in my imperfect life) He
never will and that leads me NOT to worry—well, to be truthful…not
nearly as much, but I, like all other sinners who believe in Him, am relying on
His strength to help me through it—and He does because this is His creation and
He is ALWAYS
in control, no matter how crazy this world gets.
“Be strong and
courageous!DO NOT be afraid or
discouraged.For the Lord your God is
with you wherever you go.”Joshua 1:9
Here a website with some
great Bible verses to help you address your worry and anxiety.Memorize a few to have in your arsenal when
you are feeling you need His strength.
ladies, I come to you as a Christian wife, working mother and, I hope,
friend. The reason I'm creating this blog is because I want all of
you out there that are Christian mommas, to know that we all go
through strange and tough times, silly times, times where we cuss, sin,
yell, worry, do something foolish, and act just plain CRAZY!!!! Which
pretty much means you're normal (even if you don't feel like it at times). None of us are perfect, in fact if
you're anything like me, you constantly (or maybe only sometimes) worry
how others view you, especially around summer, when you dread going to
the pool with your kids and somehow secretly pray for "The Rapture", so
you won't have to wear a bathing suit and you will have that perfect
body! And "yes" I did type that, and "yes" I'm quite tired of trying
to be that "Church Mom" my husband calls me when my kids are listening
to music that is better than some of songs I listened to in high
school, but act like I never did because I don't want to be donned a
is a blog so you can laugh at the silly things I do, say, worry about,
and want to do, all the while noting that I'm not perfect, and though I
am striving to be Christlike, know that He is the only person who is (and was and will be)
perfect and I also know that my journey will never end. I will always
be imperfect and I will always follow Him. I don't consider myself any specific type of denomination, I don't get hooked up on rituals, or how I'm supposed to do this or that, God looks at the heart and we are to confess our sins, ask for forgiveness, love Him and others, and do the best we can by bringing Glory to Him through our actions and words, and hopefully bringing others to Him along the way, so they can understand the true Joy that the Gospel brings to ALL in this lost world. It's a relationship with God, His Son, Jesus, and The Holy Spirit, NOT a religion to me. If I just made your head explode (I apologize for the mess if may have caused.), then you may not want to follow my blog. So, let me give you a little
about my background. I'm
45, but sometimes feel closer to 65, at other times 30 and a lot of the time 10, but my kids
think I'm too old to understand anything, (as some of you can relate)
and that no one really likes me, and that I dress, as my 17 year-old
daughter likes to put it, "Ewww" (Her favorite word at the moment). I
have a boy that is 14 and a girl 17, (going on 27). My husband is a
Yankee from Massachusetts and I'm a southern gal from Tennessee. We met
at Disney years ago and moved up to Massachusetts almost 10 years ago (He says I'm his prize from the Civil War-or as us southerners like to call it, "The war of Northern Aggression!"). In addition to being a mother and wife (which are 2 of the most difficult jobs anyone can ever have), I am also a
librarian, former teacher, and author. I
want other ladies (women, if that's too formal for y'all!) to feel free to add comments to my blog posts. It
can be for suggestions regarding situations, topics of conversation, great Bible verses, requests for
prayer, any kind of positive posts, (if you'd like to critique
something I write, please feel free to do so). I do want this to be a light-hearted and fun blog, so let's not take what is saidtoo seriously. I think that's one of the problems that Christians have sometimes and because of that, I think we don't allow ourselves to have the Joy that we are promised by God. A Joy that is ours because we are His children and to me, that is a shame, so I'm hoping this blog will help to fix that, because I've allowed Joy to be absent from my life for way too long! So, I for one, don't want to live like that anymore. Let's show people how fun, crazy, silly, and REAL Christian womencan be. Don't hide it, because then people can't relate to us and understand that we aren't some alien species, but just as mixed-up as every other momma in this crazy, lop-sided world. I do ask that you respect and love others
that post things, please. I
don't know how often I will post. Hopefully a few times a week. In addition to hopefully helping readers, of all backgrounds, I'm
using this also as therapy for me because sometimesI'm a crazy crying
mess and my husband tells me I need to talk to someone because he can tell I
worry waaaayyy tooooooo much (Do I hear an Amensister!). So, with the Lord's help, my hope is that this blog will help non-Christian and Christian sisters alike. Many blessings! Crazy Christian Momma 25 "Strength and honour are her clothing; and she shall rejoice in time to come." Proverbs 31:25