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Living it out


Ladies…ya know that feeling you get when your husband asks something of you and you don’t want to do it?

Ya know that silent, deadly killer (sin) that creeps into your heart and tells you that he wants you to do this because he doesn’t love you- that he is really only looking out for his best interest…

It could be something simple that he lovingly asks of you-

honey, could you wait til Thursday to buy groceries?

wife, could you take the kids in the other room while I finish this email?

baby, could we talk about this (serious topic) later? And what happens when you hear those words?

Well, sometimes, like a good wife, you say, “sure, my love! Anything for you!”

Other times, you say, “Are you serious right now? Sometimes you are so _________.  *Fill in the blank.

And that is when he says it nicely! What if he doesn’t say it with love and tenderness? What if he hasn’t just affirmed his love and devotion to you?

Well, I don’t know about you, but sometimes my nasty responses- in those circumstances, could cause a lil ole church lady to blush.

But do you know what I was thinking today?

We expect a type of obedience and love out of our children that we aren’t willing to commit to!

You would bear witness to a nuclear meltdown if my husband ever looked at me sternly and said, “Callie, you are not going to buy groceries until Thursday. Do you hear me? Say yes sir!” And I mean, I would do that sinfully…I can assure you,  my poor attitude is no trophy!

Yet, we expect our kids to lovingly trust and obey every command and instruction-without hesitation, regardless of how we give it.

I think this speaks to two things that we should give some serious thought to.

1. Our unwillingness to submit all of ourselves to our husbands- as we are asking our children submit themselves to us.


2. How lacking in empathy we sometimes are as we speak commands hastily and harshly to our children.

I know lots of women are not completely sold on the total submission issue. In fact, to scurry out from under that calling, lots of women will say, “nuh-uh. We are all called to submit ourselves to one another…that doesn’t mean anything different for wives!”

Well, I disagree.

I think the Bible is clear on male headship, and I think it is evidence of the curse that we hate it so much.

In Genesis 3:16 the Lord says to the Eve, “Your desire will be for your husband, and he shall rule over you.”

We might be tempted to think…okay, so the curse is that we want our husbands? What’s the problem? Well, He’s not talking about that kind of desire, ladies…

But what this means is that our desire will be for our husbands role- his title! His headship!

Make sense?

And sometimes it really, really feels like a curse. But the curse doesn’t change the calling, does it?

We’re called to submit ourselves to our husbands as to the Lord! (Ephesians 5:22) That is some pretty serious stuff. We should read that and be ashamed at our feminist sense of entitlement and claim to independence!

But we should also read that and be ashamed at how easily angered and frustrated we are by our children’s struggle to submit themselves to us!

What hypocrites we are!

Am I really expecting my children to submit themselves in honor and obedience to me, when I am unwilling to model it for them?

Does your conscience hurt when you think about that?

Mine does.

I so often get angry at my kids unwillingness to obey without questioning my every word, or testing me to make sure I’m serious.

But I do the same thing to my husband and expect him to bear patiently with me while I wrestle through the bitter resentment of his headship.

We ought to be ready and eager to give sympathy to our children’s struggle.

We ought to do this because we know how hard it really is.

We ought to encourage them with words of scripture, and praise their good works when they get it right!

I ought to feed my children direction straight from the Word in the heat of the moment,

“Noah, honor your father and mother that it may go well with you and that you may live long in the land!”

“Graysen, obey your parents in the Lord, for this is right!”

“Children, obey your parents in everything. For it pleases the Lord!”

But instead, I’m throwing verbal darts at them,

“Graysen, you will obey me or else!”

“Noah, you better stop telling me no!”

“Kids! Ya’ll are being terrible today!”

Big, big difference, right?

I’m ashamed.

I’m repenting. Constantly.

I am begging for the Lord to shape me into his image-

-to help me to submit to my husband,

to help my husband bear patiently with me when I don’t,

-to make me a sympathetic priest and prophet for my children,

-and to give them spirits of submission, and a love for God’s law.

And oh, dear Lord, to save them- by your goodness and grace, and to your glory-

-despite my weakness.


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Cat in the Hat

The other day, we were all lounging around before dinner.

The kids were playing and running around together in the living room.

I was on facebook, and Brandon was reading something on his Ipad.

Suddenly, my phone rang, and as I was walking out the door to answer it, this is what I heard:

Graysen: “Daddy, I love the Cat in the Hat. You know, that guy from that tv show?”

Brandon:  “Uhuh.”

Graysen:  “One day, I am going to marry him, because he is lonely and needs a life.”

Brandon:  “Do you mean a wife?”

Graysen:  “Yes”

Brandon:  “Well, you can’t marry Cat in the Hat…because he doesn’t have a job.”

Graysen:  “Oh…”

I laughed until my side hurt.

And…I thought about the fact that I married my best friend. And I thought about how absolutely strange and hilarious that conversation was…

And I said a quick, Praise you, Lord, for the small things in life.




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We just started our “summer school” session.

We are all very excited.

There’s nothing I love more than a good schedule. Except for chocolate. And my family. And Jesus. Not in that order.

But the kids love structure too.

I love doing school at home.

And let me tell you, it is not easy!

For those of you who think we (homeschoolers) choose this lifestyle because it’s easy…phssshhh.

It is quite possibly the hardest thing I have ever done.

So you might ask…why do you do it, Callie?

Well, I’ll tell you! (Thanks for asking!)

I chose to homeschool my kids because

1. I love them and I would miss them if I sent them away all day.  You only get 18 years with your kids at home…ya know? I really want to enjoy every single second of it. The thought of going from 8 to 3 every day without my kids really makes me sad. Also, I don’t have a college degree (yet) , and there is really nothing that I desire to do outside of the home- at least at this stage in my life. You might ask: Well, if you don’t have a degree, how do you expect to teach your children? This is the thing…homeschooling is not for everyone. I would never say it is. But I know my children. I know how they learn, I know how they think, and I know what makes them excited and curious about life. I am more qualified than anyone to teach my kids! The only real work I have to do is learn the material with them. but even teachers in the school system have to do that.

2. I want to teach them to love learning. Because I only have 3 children, instead of 18 0r 20,I can devote a ton of energy and effort into making school exciting for them. And learning doesn’t have to look like it does in a large classroom. Because we have the freedom to work one-on-one, I can be thorough- making sure that the kids understand completely the material that we are working on. But the other upside is that we get done a lot faster! I don’t have to wait for 15 children to finish what they’re doing. I can work with my two to help them quickly and effectively get through their lessons. Then we go play! We take lots of field trips and stay outdoors as much as possible. I want a huge part of their learning experience to be through seeing and touching and smelling and feeling. And actually, Jackson is not a half bad place to accomplish that- with all the museums and parks and the zoo. And the memories that we’re making at this stage…well, they’re pretty priceless.

3. I want to train and equip them to be servants and disciples of the kingdom of God. Am I saying that people who send their children to school can’t do that? Absolutely not. No. I know plenty of amazing, Godly parents who put their kids in school! But I think having my children around all day gives me the unique ability to shepherd them through their day to day lives. I can oversee them as they work, and play, and interact with other kids. And I can correct them when they are wrong, and love them when they’re hurt, and direct their steps to Jesus in all that they do. Of course we have a different set of frustrations that the average working parent, but for us…right now… we’re happy with the trade. There is nothing more satisfying for me than to watch my kids grow in their understanding of scripture and love of the Lord.

These are just a few of my reasons for making this decision to homeschool. This post is not a push for homeschooling, but just me simply sharing my thoughts with you. The most important thing that you can do as a family is pray and discern God’s will for you as a unique family. If you are interested in homeschooling, I would be happy to send you some starter information!

How do you feel about this topic?

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If love is an ocean, and marriage is the boat… then the shark is divorce.

Always circling, always hungry, always waiting for rough waters.

And for a lot of people, the shark is a plan B to marriage.

These people feel safer jumping out of the boat-to the shark, than they do staying in the boat and fighting it out with their spouse.

And maybe both options involve pain and suffering, but as I read through the pages of Scripture, I see the picture over and over again of a bride and a groom.

And in this picture of marriage, the bride is unfaithful. She is indifferent. She is unloving. She runs away- into the arms of other men, into the bright lights and distractions of the city, into the desert. And her groom chases after her. He pursues her. Loves her. Restores her honor. Brings her home.

You see this plainly in the book of Hosea- but it is really all throughout the Bible.

We are the harlot.

And Jesus is our groom.

Having this picture of marriage, I truly believe that it is God’s desire that no marriage should be severed.

When asked about divorce, Jesus’ answer was “what God has joined together, let no man separate.” (Matthew 19:6)

He continues to say that Moses allowed divorce because of the people’s hardness of heart, or weakness of the flesh, but from the beginning it was not so.

When marriage was designed, it was designed to be permanent.

I truly believe that just as our union with Christ is indissoluble, so is our relationship with our spouse. And to be ripped apart in divorce, is equivalent  to cutting yourself in half.  And I hate to see anyone experience that, but unfortunately, we see a lot of it.

We see marriage severed much more often than we see it restored.

But I can say I have had the particular blessing of watching an earthly marriage be restored, and it is one of the most beautiful things I have ever witnessed.

In the midst of a loud storm, in an angry sea, I watched as God brought reconciliation to His people. I watched Him heal wounds, and plant seeds of forgiveness. I watched as their hearts softened, and their hope was restored. I watched as they put their trust in Him.

And I thought, Wow. This is the work of our God- the God who can move mountains, the God who spoke creation into existence, the God who loves me.

And my God seemed even bigger than before.

In times of marital trouble now, I think back to the awe and wonder that I experienced in watching God work in them. And I’m hopeful.

I think about the wounded bridegroom, and how faithfully He pursues me.

And it causes my heart to soften.

I cling to Him for help. I cry out to Him for healing. I trust in Him to hold us together.

I look at my husband, and praise God for the (almost) seven years that we have been married.

It fills my heart with joy.

And I smile, because everyone told us that we couldn’t do it- that we were too young to get married- that it wouldn’t last.

We didn’t know then that we couldn’t do it.

But they didn’t know then that God could.













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