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May 7, 2012 by Karin Leave a Comment

Grace – how much is too much?

It’s not fair!
How many times have I heard that line?  I try not to roll my eyes thinking,

if you only knew sweet child… nothing is fair 

I then, sometimes calmly, sometimes not quite as calmly as I long to be, explain again to my crying child

life is not fair.  it just isn’t.  

Sometimes things work out fairly, but most of the time, at least one soul leaves feeling wronged.
Then it happens… it happens to me.  It’s not fair!  That’s when it hits me… just what I told my sweet, whiny child

life is not fair.

Easy lessons to teach, but not so easy to learn.  Why is it that the things we want to teach our kids, we have to painfully learn ourselves?  The real question is this … is “fair” the important lesson?
It’s a nice idea, this idea of things being equal, balanced, and just.  We only see the justice through our eyes.

Then, the real lesson grabs me and shakes me.  It peels a few more scales from my eyes.

It’s not about “fair” … it’s about grace.

That gem given to us in the midst of it all ~ in the midst of the beauty

and the mess…That undeserved grace that we are freely given, but clutch with a greedy hand, only to release when we feel it’s deserved.  The lesson is a difficult one – one that we can only teach by example, not by well-thought-out words.  Monkey see.  Monkey do.  My little monkeys will only do it, if they see it.  This is a hard one.  A tough lesson of reaching deep, to where the spirit lives, and releasing that which is not mine anyway.  Grace… a beautiful, saving, undeserved gift.  A gift we are called to give forward, not in fairness, but in love.
2 Corinthians 12:9
But he said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.” Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ’s power may rest on me.
God’s grace is sufficient…

Filed Under: Faith, Friendship

May 2, 2012 by Karin Leave a Comment

move

So, what do you do?

That’s the question we all get.  That’s the question we all ask.  We meet someone new…

what do you do?

Many years ago, I replied to that question… I’m a speech pathologist.
After our first child, I replied… I’m a speech pathologist… but, I stay home with my son.
After our second little one, my answer… I’m a speech pathologist… but, I haven’t worked for a while. (What a joke! Actually, I had never worked this hard before.)
After our third, well… I may have mentioned that I was a speech pathologist, but usually I didn’t get the question anymore.  After all, my kids were right there with me (evidence of what I do).
Then, four, five, and sweet six…

what don’t you do?

The question changed… so, what does your husband do?  (Pretty funny.  I actually ask the same question.  I know what the mommy does.)

Here is what stumps me.  What stumps so many of us.

what do you want to do?

Of course, the first items on my “want list” are mom and wife.  I am grateful beyond words for those blessings.  Now, beyond that.  I really had not thought much beyond that… yet, I had felt a nagging. A nagging that there is more.  Raising and taking care of a family is plenty ~ my cup does runneth over.  However, I am referring to the desire deep down inside to create.

We are given so many gifts.  I wonder if we don’t even skim the surface of some of our gifts.  We feel as though we should be grateful for what we have… and not ask for more.  Maybe it’s not asking for more.  Maybe the prodding voice is trying to move us forward… maybe He is asking us to do more.
Our Creator… well, He creates.  He has created us to create.  When we create ~ we grow.
He wants us to grow.

The question… the question is actually this…

what does He want you to do?

The answer doesn’t always come clearly.  The waiting is difficult.  The waiting involves movement!
Moving toward Him, moving in service for Him, moving out of the comfort zone, moving…

and being still… all at the same time.


Not so simple.  Moving into new areas, unknown areas… waiting for Him to do His work.
All this while… He’s been waiting for me to move.
He will mark the path.

Matthew 17:20-21

He replied, “Because you have so little faith. I tell you the truth, if you have faith as small as a mustard seed, you can say to this mountain, ‘Move from here to there,’ and it will move.  Nothing will be impossible for you.”

Filed Under: Compassion, Faith

April 26, 2012 by Karin Leave a Comment

Treading water

Do you ever feel like you are treading water with all your might?
No matter how hard you try… you are certain, drowning is imminent.

If I just try a little harder…

It is a season for treading.  Treading until my legs ache and my body wants to succumb to the force of the water… to just let go.  Sometimes, the treading is mental.  Gasping for air between the needs of children, of aging parents, of friends, of others who need… not want.  I look around my life and know how I am blessed.  I know the comforts God has given me.  I see the gifts He has given me.  My gifts require loving maintenance and care.

And I feel like I am drowning.

This feeling of drowning… pretty much a self-pity party.  Why all these burdens?  Why all at the same time?  Funny, we don’t say that about the gifts.  I’ve never thought – “Oh, no, not so many gifts please.”

My whining, crying self-pity party… asking God… why is it so hard?  My parents, the pillars of strength from my youth, the models of adulthood to my child eyes.  Now, their eyes shine wisdom, less physical strength, the models of old age to my adult eyes.  The reality that even the strong ones grow weak, the memory fails, the old become like the very young.  Very much in need… not just want.

Maybe God gives us so much, and allows us the burdens, especially while we have physical strength… so that when we are old (if we are given the gift of old age)… when we are old – that is when our souls are the strongest.

He promised us He would never again flood the earth.  He gave us a symbol we see every time the sun and the rain meet.  A rainbow.

Genesis 9:8-16

8 Then God said to Noah and to his sons with him: 9 “I now establish my covenant with you and with your descendants after you 10 and with every living creature that was with you—the birds, the livestock and all the wild animals, all those that came out of the ark with you—every living creature on earth. 11 I establish my covenant with you: Never again will all life be destroyed by the waters of a flood; never again will there be a flood to destroy the earth.”

 

 12 And God said, “This is the sign of the covenant I am making between me and you and every living creature with you, a covenant for all generations to come: 13 I have set my rainbow in the clouds, and it will be the sign of the covenant between me and the earth. 14 Whenever I bring clouds over the earth and the rainbow appears in the clouds, 15 I will remember my covenant between me and you and all living creatures of every kind. Never again will the waters become a flood to destroy all life. 16 Whenever the rainbow appears in the clouds, I will see it and remember the everlasting covenant between God and all living creatures of every kind on the earth.”

The pot of gold is our time with Him.  Our time with our husbands, our children, our parents, our friends (thanks Jenn, for this beautiful photo). This is the pot of gold – time.  Live it right here.  Right now.  The promise of no more flood.

 I will not drown.

It is not about trying harder.  It is about letting go.  Letting Him use me.  Less me.  More Him.  It’s easy to say that I will give Him my burdens, but I keep holding on with clenched fist.  Slowly, slowly, I am learning… clenched fist is not working out so well for me.

My young daughter brought home words from her Sunday school class… words from Him.  A message for her mama.  A message for all of us.  Take heart!

John 16:33

I have told you these things, so that in me you may have peace.  In this world you will have trouble.  But take heart!  I have overcome the world.

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Hi! My name is Karin Madden. Writer. Warrior wife. Mom of six pack. Homeschooler. German-blooded southerner. Welcome to the place where I explore what it means to grow stronger - spirit, soul, and body. I write to inspire and encourage - to remind you we are not alone. By being bold with grace and speaking truth in love, we can become who we are meant to be. I'm glad you are here.

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