The Joy Of Letting Go

 Did you know parents let go of their children every day, often in ways they don’t realize? Whether your kids are in kindergarten or college, learn how to prepare your hearts for your kids’ independence with Vicki Caruana’s The Joy of Letting Go. The 52 devotional readings within shine a light on all the times readers have loosened their grip on their children and encourages them to continue to let go in life-giving ways. Written by a parenting and education expert, The Joy of Letting Go will comfort and inspire parents in all seasons of parenting.

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The Joy of Letting Go: Releasing Your Teen into Real Life in the Big World (David C. Cook, April 2017)

With readings of encouragement and inspirational quotes, this devotional helps parents prepare their hearts for their children’s independence, whether their kids are just starting kindergarten or graduating from college.

Parents let go of their children every day, even in ways they don’t realize. The 52 devotional readings within shine a light on all the times readers have loosened their grip on their children and encourages them to continue to let go in life-giving ways. Written by a parenting and education expert, The Joy of Letting Go will comfort and inspire parents in all seasons of parenting.

Learn more  and purchase a copy.


My Review

My children are 37, 33, 33 and 28. I was that person that, while teaching my children to be extremely self sufficient, I also was THAT MOM. You know the one.

My child was special! Amazing! Going to rule the world!! (Rolling eyes at myself here)

I also was going to do whatever it took to make that happen.

In doing that, I alienated all my kids and made their life more difficult. Not only were they not 100% prepared, no matter what I taught them, and me having nothing (so I thought) to hang my hat on, our lives became very complicated to say the least.

You raise your kids for the result, to leave your home and be out on their own.

You need to give them the self confidence that they can leave your home, and want to come back and more importantly are comfortable coming home to visit.

They want to come back, NOT because they need to, but because they want to.

God gives us resources to work through this season of our lives!
Vicki Caruana puts these resources together in a great devotional called “The Joy of Letting Go: Releasing Your Teen into Real Life In The Big World
“The, very best words we have from God are Phil 4:6-7- Do not be anxious about anything, but in every situation, by prayer and petition, with Thanksgiving, present your requests to God. And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus”

SLAP ME UPSIDE THE HEAD WITH A 2X4!!!

There it is. The direction in which we should let our kids go.

From their first little steps, all the way to the college dorm (or first apartment and job etc.)

With prayer and petition, with Thanksgiving.

Oh, how I would live a do-over!!
1st. For the plain and simple reason that I would follow God’s command.
2nd. So that my children could see me and their childhood home in a different frame of mind. By reframing my whole “mother hen” attitude to a #spreadtheirwingsandwnjoytheirflight attitude, I would give my kids the best thing ever.

Truth that Jesus will protect them and truth that they would always find their way back home.

The verse I gave is one that Caruana uses with 52 devotionals to help parents understand that growing up and moving on (in most cases) isn’t optional, it is the way God intended life to be.

You can purchase The Joy of Letting Go  here at the bottom of the information http://litfusegroup.com/author/VCaruana


Dr. VicVCaruana-435ki Caruana is the author of 20 books and the blog Apples & Chalkdust—named after her bestselling book that has touched the lives of a million educators around the world. Caruana is one of four parenting experts on “Starting Points,” Focus on the Family’s parenting DVD series. Formerly a public school teacher and a homeschooling mom, Vicki is now an assistant professor of education at Mount Saint Mary College in New York. She lives with her station wagon loving husband, Chip, in Newburgh, New York and has two grown sons in Colorado Springs.

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When We Must Submit To Authority

I went ahead and put it here too.   I have a whole different class of people that read here than those that are on my FB. that’s not an insult, it’s the types of person they are, not how much money they have or the job they have etc, etc…. maybe class was the wrong word.. maybe type should be the right word…

not sure if this should have been a blog post or not, but here goes either way/facebook/blog, the story is still the same~
ya know, I’ve listened all day on facebook complaining, or rejoicing, whichever side they are on that’s the side they’ve touted to on the SCOTUS decision about OBAMACARE
Frankly, I’m a little put out at all of em.
Especially those that say they are Christian…
Does God not tell us to obey the laws of the land?
Romans 13:1 – 7
Submission to the Authorities

1 Let every person be subject to the governing authorities. For there is no authority except from God, and those that exist have been instituted by God. 2 Therefore whoever resists the authorities resists what God has appointed, and those who resist will incur judgment.

Yes, I know we have a democracy and we have the right to vote in and out of office who we deem worthy of being in there, but people, WE VOTED THIS MAN and this congress and this house in. So ultimately THIS SCOTUS.. It falls back on US!
WE made these decisions.
WE as a people wanted the grass greener… well we got it… Now what are we going to do with it.

We as a nation have to follow these laws especially if you are Christian, God TELLS us we have to.

The point I’m getting to is, sitting behind a faceless, nameless computer screen can bused for bad (backbiting and grpuching atyour “friends”) or you can use it to stress to
everyone to get out and VOTE!!!

EVERYONE Needs to vote that is legal to… We need to ROCK this vote!!! WE need to set Washington on it’s ear in November, as well as our local governments and state governments
CHANGE STARTS AT HOME!!!!

Don’t sit here and argue which side is better, frankly, Obama’s side does have some good points to it… I’m a republican, and don’t agree with Obama on his healthcare plan as a whole, but you know what, there is something there now, so we have it, lets use it till we get something better… maybe that’s a plan… Nobody else got off their butts and did anything till he did something. HE put something in place… How are we going to pay for it??? I don’t know… I have no clue… But I would be willing to be the talking heads in WA will figure it out really quick now that they have to…

again the point being, that lets ROCK NOVEMBER AND GET THE BAD OUT AND GET THE GOOD IN!!!

THE CHANGE WON’T HAPPEN UNTIL WE AS AMERICANS UNITE LIKE OUR FOREFATHERS.

THEY WERE CONSIDERED RADICAL BACK IN THE DAY, WELL IF WE HAVE TO GET RADICAL SO BE IT.

I AM RADICAL WHEN IT COMES TO SERVING MY GOD 

Eucharisteo,


Psalm 35:18
Laura Hix

laurahix@gmail.com

#4 and 44 through # 57

4     Clean Water to drink

44   a cold glass of milk

45   shopping with my grandson

46  shopping with my granddaughter

47  a surprise letter in the mail

48  daffodills

49  community

50  librarys

51   toast

52   great teachers for my grandkids

53   sunday school

54   babies

55   new backpacks

56   picture day

57   new books



Multitudes On Mondays

 

 

 

My Big But!

I got this idea from here

I just found this blog, but am already loving it!

 

For years I made excuses, yes, but… I’ll do this, but.. Not yet, but.. No but!

But, But, But

I was dwelling in my own insecurities over a possible failed marriage, the realization that I had failed as a parent and the fact that I was turning to the world to feed my insecurities.

I was reeling.. I’m not going to give details, but… (there’s no reason to give the details) I was sulking, and sulking big time… I was on the biggest pity party one could imagine.  I had been wronged, and I wanted everyone to know it.  The one person of all, the one that hurt me the most, my husband, was the one I lashed out at the most.  I hurt him so much during this time.  I know I did.  All because I was saying, But God….

Let me back up a few years

I knew exactly what God wanted me to do.  I was seeking, I was seeking hard for the answer.  I had started going to church a few years before that because I was so empty inside and I wanted anything to fill the void.  I found a lot in church, however, I never felt fulfilled 100%.

I kept seeking.

Fast forward…  the depression got worse, the anxiety got worse, I dove into work and my youngest son.  I poured myself into both of them.  Heart and soul.  I gave them everything I had.  I was still seeking.  For anything still.

Still finding nothing, I knew still that the questions were the same, yes God, but…

It wasn’t until David went to college and I was forced to medically retire and I was left with nothing but myself, and God, (isn’t HE funny that way!) that I began to really realize, exactly what He had been trying to tell me all those years.  That the Yes Buts would get me no where!

Until I fully submitted myself to His awesome and incredible power and grace, that the things and feelings that I was having were going to keep cycling and going on in my head.  I would never get to that point of eternal peace, that I wanted so bad!

I had to be broken.  God had to literally break my heart to mend my heart!  But isn’t He so amazing that He has the power to heal our broken hearts!

The life I knew, the pity party, the But God’s were over…

I had a new heart and a new life.  I was always a Christian, I just didn’t know how to LIVE as a Christian.  I’m still not there, and I have my faults don’t get me wrong.  The arguing with God is over.  I know He will heal whatever it is that comes my way.

I’m so thankful God broke me to mend me…

The word But is no longer in my vocabulary when it comes to dealing with God!

 

 

 

Ah! Peace at Last

This is the night I’ve been waiting for! David’s flight is in TX just at Dallas on his way home soon with his brothers, the kids are tucked happily into bed, after decorating the tree.
This week has been full of emotions. The enemy has worked so hard to break me down and at times has succeeded.
I am so blessed to have a Savior that loves me in spite of myself. My forgiveness is written in His heart.
I pray that God will take away my hardness towards this season and that I can be softened to the love and greatness that He showed us that day, that he was born and that day when He died on the cross for me.
I thank God EVERY DAY for that SALVATION AND I pray that you can seek it out also if you don’t already have it. Peace at Last!!

 


Navy Prayer

Tonight I lay me down to sleep,
I Pray, Oh Lord, Our Sailors you keep.
Hold them all safely in your arms,
Ward off those whom would do them harm.
Remind them, Oh Lord, that they’re never alone,
and bring them soon, safely back to their home.
Give them all Strength and Courage, Oh Lord,
because the jobs they do are ever so hard.
Our precious children, so Strong and so Brave,
I pray, Oh Lord, their lives you will save.
Remember Oh Lord, they are close to our heart,
please shorten the time that we are apart.
Offer Fair Winds and Following Seas,
and Angels to guide them while they keep us ALL free!

An Open Palm – The Transition into Adulthood for a Mom and her Sailor

This was copied from NavyForMoms And while I’ve Linked back to it, you probably can’t get to it, unless you are a member.  But I have given credit to the owner of it.  I did NOT write it. ~ Laura

Ladies-this is a Blog I originally wrote back in August ’08 when my son had finished BC and was in the first few weeks of “A” school, the

second stage of his Navy journey. I’m proud to report that he graduated -with distinction -and is well on his way to pursuing the rest of his dreams. :)Hope my reflections are helpful to you. This is a turn on the Roller Coaster that can leave a Mom breathless and a little nauseated at times, but often it’s quite exhilerating!:-) God Bless!

One of the hardest things as a Mom is knowing when to release your grasp and let your child spread his wings. From the moment they arrive, we snuggle them close, nurse them, protect them fiercely, intercede, advocate, sacrifice and generally go over the top to make sure they have everything they need to be happy, safe and successful. It is not a job for the faint of heart. Often, we find ourselves holding onto them with clenched fists, the world beyond our safe harbor can be such a cruel and scary place. It’s natural to want to close ranks around them and keep them in, to want them to stay where we can continue to watch over them and control what affects them. Especially if you are not sure if they know what they are doing.

I remember when my son was about 15, he was obsessed with dying his hair blond. I knew of course, that it would look awful and streaky in his thick dark hair, but he was determined! Guess I should be thankful he wasn’t fixed on piercing something or a tattoo (both of which he did in college later, go figure!) but I was the Mom and I was equally determined it wasn’t going to be. So, I simply outsmarted and out waited him… I gave my permission on the condition that he let my Uncle who is a hairstylist do it (who lived 300 miles away, guess how many times a year we saw him) and that he wait until we had our family portrait done. Guess how long it took for that to happen?! Yep, until the desire faded. =) Diabolically sneaky and underhanded I know, but sometimes a

moms gotta do what a moms gotta do…what amazes me is that even though he was persistent, he never caught on or raised a huge stink.! He’s very smart and wasn’t one to disobey, suppose he figured it wasn’t worth the fight. [the Mom in me just hopes it’s because he realized how incredibly wise I was! =)

But at some point, that clenched fist must become an open palm, a place to receive whatever your fledgling adult offers and a launching pad for them into the world beyond, sometimes into the unknown. This is especially so when your precious offspring decides to join the Military! The launching process is suddenly accelerated and even the most “adjusted and open minded” Moms can be thrown for a loop! I know I was, and since I did not have any prior military experience or history of service on my side of the family, I was probably not as open minded as some. I was concerned, intrigued and downright scared. Still, I knew this one I could not outthink, outsmart or outwait him on. It was going

to happen, one way or another. He’d been living on his own for two

years; seeking my/our blessing and understanding was a loving,

honorable courtesy on his part. I have always been a roll up my sleeves and get involved in the process kind of person, so I set about to educate myself (hubby was on board already) and then had a nice long chat with his recruiter. Poor guy! I didn’t mince words or spare his feelings, I asked the tough questions and expected honest, informative answers. This was the only way I could come to terms with and get a handle on my son’s choice.

I have spent countless hours in the bleachers at school events,

cheering him on, I wasn’t going to disappear now. I knew that he would still need my support and encouragement, just in a different way. This is what Moms do. The trick is to find a way to do it in a way that is not intrusive or obstructive and allows them to slide into the role of grown up seamlessly. A tall order for sure, one that takes dying to my own selfish needs to hang on, to smother, to delay the inevitable, but one that has immense rewards. My son called from Hospital Corpsman “A”school the other day. He’s really enjoying the process of learning to be a Medic, something we never anticipated! The little boy I used to protect and whose wounds I used to tend, has now assumed the role of Protector and Healer. He’s also been impressed at how much I’ve learned since being on N4M’s! He told a fellow classmate (who’s Mom is also on N4M) “I think my mom knows more about the Navy than I do!” 🙂 He calls

now to ask me to look things up and find out information for him, he calls to keep me up to date, he calls because he knows I will swallow my fears and listen, pray, support and encourage him no matter what. He calls because he know that like the God who created him, I love him unconditionally. I was the first person he told that he’d been asked to be Platoon Leader for his class. He was weighing it out and asked for (needed) my input. That is my role now, still nurturer, cheerleader and prayer warrior, but now reflective sounding board and trusted adviser, always and forever Mom.

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