Little Known Ways to Encourage Your Adult Kids

Little Known Ways to Encourage Your Adult Kids

Behold children are a gift of the Lord. The fruit of the womb is a reward.” Psalm 127:3

We marked a major milestone with our five kids as our youngest daughter, Keziah, celebrated her eighteenth birthday last month. Bob and I are shocked our offspring are all adults, as their age range is 18 to 29. We enjoyed a quiet evening at home, just the two of us, as we talked about this phase of parenthood.

When life was full with busy, small children, we looked forward to when they were all grown. Since Bob and I are quite tall, we imagined they would be too. We were correct with our prediction. We ranged from 5’11” to 6’6” and it’s the one notable characteristic of our family .

Last night my hubby says, “I just wish they were all little and I could tuck them into the Suburban.” It’s a funny thought because lest you think our times in the Suburban were peaceful, happy times— they were anything but. Our kids were notoriously, horrible travelers. We were rarely more than an one to two hours car ride from family, but you would have thought it took days to travel . Dramatic plea’s from the backseats and much lamenting were part of each trip. We always had to stop for restroom breaks and let’s not forget the trip home from Mall of America when we all puked. Now we’re living in three different states and five separate cities, where the car trips are extra long.

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Tight Spots

“When hard pressed, I cried to the Lord; he brought me into a spacious place.” Psalm 118:5

We were married seven years and had three children under five, when my husband became ill. He woke up from a nap paralyzed. The next two and half years became our training ground for trusting God. Chronic Progressive Multiple Sclerosis was the diagnosis, and he was hospitalized about every six weeks for those years. Our prayers went unanswered and his condition worsened. We were hard pressed, indeed, and it was in this season I spent months crying out to God. I searched His Word for truth and I trusted in what I could not see.

Though our days were full of doctor appointments, medication, and hospital visits, we also had peace. The Lord became my hiding place as I poured out my heart and imagined I was resting in a spacious place with God. A place of peace and no suffering. God strengthen me in those days.

This wasn’t our first trial, as we had experienced the miraculous recovery of our youngest son. I went into preterm labor with him and spent six weeks on bed rest. He was diagnosed with many maladies, yet he was born completely healthy and a whopping nine pounds at 37 weeks gestation. When my husband became ill two months later, I remembered the faithfulness of God and how He rescued our son.

Unrealistic expectations, endless deadlines, relentless pressure, and unanswered prayer leave us feeling trapped. Why is it distress feels tight? We feel suffocated, penned in, up against a wall, with no escape. Fleeing seems like the perfect solution. How do we get out of these tight spots?

The answer is to call upon God. When we take our deepest distress to God, He brings us to a place of freedom. A spacious place where we pass from distress to delight This place where we realize He is mighty and we are small. He is capable, ever present and working on our behalf. He hasn’t abandoned us or asked us to find the solution; He simply wanting us to rely on Him and not our own strength. God wants our trust.

What Everybody Ought to Know About Being Thankful

 
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This is my favorite time of year, Thanksgiving. It’s where we focus not on what we want, but what we have, and we give thanks. There was a season, five years ago, I was feeling discontent, bored, negative, and critical. I was not my usual perky, positive self. I knew something had to change. I was about to begin a small Bible Study in my home with a few friends and we were to study One Thousand Gifts by Ann Voskamp. I’d heard a lot of buzz about the book, so I checked it out.

I wrote this in my journal the day we started.

“Dear Papa, I’ve felt so frustrated with myself lately. I’m in a major funk and I need to get out of it. Everything feels grey. I started the One Thousand Gifts study today with some friends. It was great to have a living room full of women talking about the things of God. Maybe that’s been my problem. I need to focus more on You and less on myself. I suggested we come up with 1000 gifts by the end of five weeks. 200 a week, 30 per day! (I’m such an overachiever!) Whew, that’s a lot and I’m nervous!! Seeing the gifts You give us helps us see Your love. Seeing You begins with Thanksgiving. I thank you for who You are and all the gifts You give each day. Open my eyes to see them. I’m starting my list today, anxious to see how You will change me. I praise you, Lord.” (Part of my first list is in the photo above.)

I’m happy to report I finished my list in 5 weeks and I’ve continued this practice of writing the gifts. Not all of us met our goal, and one surpassed the goal. However, we were all changed by this discipline. and I remember fondly how my perspective shifted after practicing this act of list making. It takes practice and keen observation to see all the gifts around us. Often i had assumed, when i have something great happen , I would be thankful. It’s actually the complete opposite. It’s the thankful who have joy.

The real problem of life is never lack of time. The real problem in life-in my life-is lack of thanksgiving.”-Ann Voskamp

There’s something powerful about taking pen to paper, and writing your list. Sure, you can think of things to be thankful for, but it won’t be as meaningful. You might be able to think of ten things quickly. You could say: family, job, God’s love, your kids, but soon you’ll run out of things. The more gifts you add, the more thankful you will feel. I know it seems hard and you’re asking, what do I put on the list? That’s the thing, you have to be very specific. You have to pause and see what God has placed right before you. Perhaps it’s your morning coffee, or the way the sun hits your shiny wood floor? It could be how you felt as you held your hubby’s hand on the couch, or your sweet baby’s laughter. How about something from God’s Word or a character attribute? How about a memory or meaningful conversation? Keep lists everywhere: on your phone, by your night stand, a notebook on the kitchen counter, in your journal. It will feel forced at first, and almost silly, but the more you pause and pay attention, the more gifts you will see around you. Thanksgiving really is a matter of focus or attention. It’s so easy to focus on what’s wrong or what we lack. Could our whole perspective change if we simply opened our eyes to the gifts God has placed in front of us?

When we see the gifts and name them, we see God. Isn’t that what we want? To see Him more, to know He’s near? This discipline of pausing, and making the list will change us. It will enlarge our capacity to see God everywhere and in everything. When the hard days come, it will help us see there is still so much good in our lives.

Being thankful increases our joy, restores our hope and helps us feel closer to God. What if this year you made it a habit? Don’t celebrate one day when you can create a lifestyle of thanksgiving.

I will give thanks to You, O Lord my God, with all my heart, and will glorify Your name forever.” Psalm 86:12

Who Else Wants to Grow in Our Hard Places?

 
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I’m barely a gardener.  I appreciate the beauty of flowers, and I love vegetables and cooking with herbs, but the actual growing of them; not so much.  When people talk about how enjoyable it is to dig in the dirt, I immediately think back to the monster garden we had on the farm. It was not fun! To me, gardening meant work, hot, sweaty, itchy, pokey, work. As an extrovert, I would have preferred being with friends, but there I was stuck, on the farm, in the garden, all alone. (maybe my brothers and Mom were there, but I felt alone.)

Imagine my shock this summer, as I looked under my back step and saw this pretty, little petunia poking up through the rocks.  I didn’t plant it there, nor water it. I did nothing. How did this plant get so lovely in the harsh, unwelcoming environment? It’s as if the seed had the will to persevere, to push through and produce a beautiful plant. He probably would have preferred the flower box on the deck, with visits from my watering can.  That never happened, and yet he grew. I felt the Spirit whisper, “beautiful things will grow in your hard places too.”

Aren’t we like this little petunia when we face hard places in our lives?  We wonder how did we get here. We’d much rather be in a safe, secure, spot where we know what’s  expected and we’ll be attended to each day. Yet, it’s in these harsh places, we grow the most.

I reminded of a passage in Psalms.  It’s speaks of God causing growth in the earth, but I believe it applies to us as well.

You water it’s furrows abundantly,

You settle it ridges,

You soften it with showers,

You bless its growth                      Psalm 65:10


God desires to grow something beautiful in us, even in a harsh environment.  This Psalm speaks of Gods attentive, watchful eye. He sees us, even in the difficult season. More than just seeing us, He’s growing us.  He’s growing our faith and vision. He’s helping us to see His might, His wisdom, His goodness. We mistakenly assume we’re doing something wrong when life gets hard.  We perceive the blessing to be removed, when actually, God is creating something beautiful in you. He’s growing your character, He’s revealing more of Himself, as you move closer to Him.  

Don’t despise your hard places, for God is surely growing something beautiful in you.