In today's world, we worry.  We worry about our children and the way they're brought up.  We worry that they won't feel loved, that they'll feel left out or lonely or if we have a broken home, we want them to feel as much love as if there were two happy parents.  But try as we must, there's One thing in their life that we will never fill.

We think, let them have a normal life.  We only see them so many minutes of the week so we think these minutes must be fully devoted to them.  Is this the smartest thing?  Really, is it?  When we think of bonding time, we think of hot cocoa, warm fire, curled up talking.  We're bonding, right?  And with our children, it's a game of frisbee, watching a movie, going to McDonalds. 

What about doing a devotion and saying "now this is bonding"?  What about talking about the things that really affect our children.  What about telling them that life, it isn't easy.  What about letting them in on our weaknesses so they know that people have them?  Telling them that the love of God is amazing, wonderful, more than they can ever imagine.  And then tell them, sin is wrong.  That God demands our all.  Telling them that Jesus is holy, righteous, almighty Lord of the Universe.  Yes, He is our best friend.  But is that all? Is that really giving Him the justice that he deserves?  I don't understand.  There is such a fine line to realize that God is undescribable in our language.  There is nothing we can say that comes close to His majesty.  And the only way that we can see him is through grace alone, through Christ on the cross ALONE! That's it! 

Because when it all comes down to it, that's all they'll have when there is no more time to bond.   Now, why can't we tell our kids that? 

so I haven't updated in a while so maybe it's time I did. don't really know what to say. still at PBU. still a music major. drinking a Coke right now, waiting for goodness knows what. had a really good summer, it was fun. I went swimming a couple times. I think that was my favourite out of everything. wait, no! oh my goodness, Florida was my favourite! yay! it was so much fun. : ) so yeah, that's my update. hope you enjoyed it and have a good life. 

To Dipper Harbour:

Growing up, my grandparents were huge influences.  They would pray evey single day corperately after breakfast and bible study, and if we were there, they would go upstairs and get extra bibles so that we could follow along.  I remember my grandfather sitting there and "amening" my "God bless mommy and daddy" prayer when I was five.  I also remember him mentioning by name every single person in the youth group and every kid in our church, even the ones who came to sunday school and left.  The thing that I've noticed over the past few years, maybe it's coincidence, I don't know, but the people he prayed for, since the day he died, have seemed to grow colder and colder to the gospel.

I'm sorry, but I'm about to go off, it's a good thing I'm not talking this or else half of it would be drowned in tears.  Where are the prayer warriors?! Where are the men of faith who are supposed to rise up and tell my the boys in my generation they're wrong, that they should go after God, and not the pretty girl.  That they should love and respect their mothers.  They should pray before they make decisions, they should find a godly man to look up to for when they need more council and to hold them accountable.  To tell them to always put God first.  Where are the women of faith who rise up and take these young girls under their wings, show them their more than MTV, they're more than the five seconds that guy takes to tell them they look cute.  Their more than purity, than beauty, they're are daughters of the most high God and He is the one they are to impress, He is the one they are to strive to please, He is the one who will be there morning, noon and night, and He is the one who died for them.

Where do we get off being offended when we're told we need to pray more!?  I need to pray more, if you're reading this, you need to pray more.  We all do.  There is no way that we can do this on our own.

Good morning, Dipper Harbour, this is your wake up call.  Lord, do what you need to to break us. 

Spring Break Entry Entitled "I Don't Understand"

I Don't Understand...

...how you can be raised a godly, right way, and love it, and then turn around and preach against it.
...how you can love someone so passionately one day, and turn around and hate them twice as passionately the next.
...why we can go so close to the world and not have anyone say anything negative at all, but when we make a stand for striving to be holy, 'christians' breathe down our necks.
...how a friendship takes months and months to be built, but a day to break down, and one person not even notice.
...why we live for a moment when Jesus died for our eternity.
...how we prioratize our life, and yet forget the most important things, people and Persons.
...how God can know everything about me and yet still love me.
...where the fear of God has gone.

I don't understand, and I don't think I want to.