The Unexpected Meal {Teaching Hospitality Through Example}

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Recently, in a concerted effort to get our house sold, we decided to have the carpet replaced throughout the house. If you’ve ever had carpet installed, you know it is mayhem. Everything in the rooms of your home displaced and moved from room to room. Workers in the most intimate parts of your home…for the entire day, if you have a lot of carpet.

Ours took from morning until supper time, as we had the entire upstairs — 4 bedrooms, a loft, and 6 closets — to re-carpet. And for the entirety of our day, three men who we’ve never met, walked in and out of our closets, bedrooms, and through our front door.

Five of my young boys were home that day, and they looked on with wonder at the work being done, and the workers doing the work. These were men that didn’t dress or talk like their teachers at school or church. These were men that took breaks outside in a cloud of smoke. These were men who’s bodies were covered with images and words they don’t see on their parent’s arms and legs. These men worked hard and worked quietly, and like everyone else…had a story. And that story was now spending a day in my home.

When lunchtime came, the boys and I started hunting for what we had to eat. We landed on simple turkey and cheese wraps. My 10 year old offered to help, and while we began to make lunch, I asked him to run upstairs and get a lunch order from the men carpeting: Turkey and cheese with salsa or with mayo/mustard. I assumed they would decline and spend lunchtime away.

But, no. They all wanted turkey wraps. I listened from the kitchen, and each of them paused in surprise, and accepted.

My son ran downstairs with the most enthusiastic smile on his face. I knew what he had just discovered: The joy of hospitality. He worked diligently to compose paper plates of turkey wraps, chips and salsa, and even placed two oreos on each plate. He was delighted and proud. It wasn’t the lunch he was proud of…we’d had fancier. No, it was the delight of knowing he was about to bless some hard-working men who were in his home for the day.

One by one the men came downstairs, grabbed a plate and sat outside to eat. One by one, they came in with empty plates and thanked us for the meal. And my boy beamed.

You see, I learned that day, that our children take our cues about hospitality. Our children hear us when we say,

“We don’t have anything worth sharing,”

“That’s awkward to feed strangers,” or

“Let’s keep to our business.”

They also hear us when we say,

“Share whatever we’ve got,”

“Give with a cheerful heart,” or

“We are blessed to be a blessing.”

They value what we value and get excited about what we think is worthy. Let Christ be our true treasure; for when his is worthy, any and all who he brings to us become souls…of value.

Blessings,

Ruth

www.gracelaced.com

What You Know Will Make A Difference, But Sometimes Forget

We make time

At the end of yet another hard day of exasperated children and weary parents, I leaned over to kiss my oldest boy goodnight…

…to say I’m sorry for the harsh words,

…to say that I regret that he was caught in the crossfire of stress-out parents who put themselves, and not one another first,

…to say that I shouldn’t have allowed my stress and frustrations to rule my actions. 

…And his simple response was humbling and convicting:

“I’m finding that when I get up early and read my Bible, my day goes so much better. It really makes a difference in my day,” he says.

Somehow, my 12 yr. old connected the dots where my sophisticated, deep-thinking, rationalizing mind was failing to recognize as basic and true: I need God’s Word to direct my heart each day…not to check it off the list, not to earn favor with Jesus, not as a lucky charm…but simply because God’s Word transforms our hearts and minds.

We know this to be true, and yet there are days we choose email over transformation, believing that clearing our inboxes will change our lives. And it does, but not the way truth can.

We know this to be true, and yet there are days we choose physical self-improvement over transformation, believing that physical remodeling will make everything better. And it may, but not the way truth can.

We know this to be true, and yet there are days we prioritize our to-do lists over transformation, believing that crossing one more thing off will make the difference. And it will, but not the way truth can.

There are many reasons why we may not read our Bibles regularly, but it always comes back to this:

We make time for what we think will make the most impact in the thing that matters most to us. 

And so, I remember, again, that what draws me to Christ and the Word of God, is not guilt, fear, or fastidiousness, but rather – LOVE. I love my savior. I love the family he’s entrusted me with. Therefor, I will remember to prioritize what is most important to me, and ask the Lord for the discernment to not make what’s most important, ME.

When Christ matters most in our lives, the impact of drawing near to him each day will make the greatest difference in the lives I seek to love well.

Do not be conformed to this world, but be transformed by the renewal of your mind, that by testing you may discern what is the will of God, what is good and acceptable and perfect.  – Romans 12:2

Because of grace,

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www. gracelaced.com

(Photo by Tish Goff)

 

 

6 Tips For A Simple and Stress-Free Summer With Your Kids

6 Tips For A Simple and Stress-Free Summer With Your Kids

We are halfway through summer, and maybe you are having the time of your life with your kids…and maybe you’re not. Perhaps you are feeling stir crazy, envious of those who are traveling to exotic places, or wishing your kids were involved in camps and activities that keep them busy. Perhaps you are not as fun as you thought yourself to be, and you’re summer is feeling more stressful than enjoyable. Here are 6 simple things to keep in mind that make a difference at our house…perhaps they will de-stress your summer too!

1. Make a basic schedule. Include reading time, quiet time, game time, etc. Having blocks of time for different activities helps everyone feel more content and involved in the present, without constantly questioning what is next. Check out this amazing list of summertime activities and resources. Also, don’t overlook the importance of free time “doing nothing“…they are more productive than you might think!

2. Kids Can Cook! We love to plan snack menus, what kid will make them, and what time to expect snack breaks. This, again, keeps the littles from asking constantly about food out of boredom. And, it’s fun to take turns making and creating snacks for the family!

3. Read alone, but read together. Quiet reading time is a must, but sometimes, the dynamic of children pairing up to read is a sweet time of bonding and experiencing literature together.

4. Get out of the house once a day. Even if it’s just a walk to the park, make the effort to head out with the kids. Relay races at the park? Water balloons in the yard? Delivering cookies to neighbors? Get creative and get out, even when there’s “nothing to do.”

Plan special dates. Make the library, the pool, Sonic happy hour, and other fun outings a privilege, and not an expectation. We love to plan for treats at the end of the week so that we have something to look forward to when all the other daily routine and home tasks are completed.

5. Learn something new. Why not try to learn a new skill with your children this summer? Why not buy some inexpensive watercolors and learn to paint? Check out Rosetta Stone or other kinds of language acquisition audio and video discs at the library and learn a language! Perhaps you and the kids can create a quilt together? How about leatherwork? beading? whittling? We, moms, tend to think that we must naturally be artistic or crafty to lead our kids in any of these activities, but really, there are so many resources available that all you need is really, desire.

6. Smile and have fun. I wrote recently about, how on vacation, my children looked for my smile more than they looked to the next thing on the itinerary. I’ve been humbled and continually surprised to find that my kids don’t actually care what it is that we do this summer, as long as we all (including MOM) are all having fun doing it together.

And as a bonus:

Learn to love family meetings. Let’s be honest, one of the most stressful aspects of summertime at home with the kids can be the constant fun-turned-arguing that happens every moment of the day with littles. A family is a group of sinful people, young and old, so naturally…being together all day every day without pressing schoolwork means more opportunities for discord and fighting. It’s always so discouraging when I find myself frustrated and NOT enjoying my time with the kids.

Meet together, confess sin, forgive…keep short accounts. Talk together, pray together, spend time on the couch peacemaking. This is also the stuff of summer.

And yet, rather than wasting summer hours avoiding one another, or busying ourselves so much that there is no room for conflict, perhaps we would do well to consider those long hours an opportunity rather than an obligation. The expression “long days short years” applies here…these long days of summer are quickly fleeting. We have fewer opportunities like these with our kids than we realize.

I pray these simple ideas will breathe some new life into the remainder of your summer break, and may we find ourselves enjoying the simple, free, and stress-free pleasures of spending time with our children!

Because of grace,

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www.gracelaced.com 

More Than I’ve Asked Or Imagined

Ruth Simons Family

There are six rambunctious boys, two in diapers, sprawled all around me. Some of them are playing with LEGOS, while others are reading. It is rarely as quiet and peaceful it is at this very moment. There is never a shortage of bickering, hurt feelings, laughing, wrestling, and spilling of liquids at all times. Speaking of spills, a pile of laundry lies at my feet, ready to be sorted. My desk is a beautiful mess, full of little people drawings and creations that they’ve made out of paperclips and sticks…just for me.

Just to my right, the kitchen table is covered with watercolors, brushes, and stacks of paper. The boys and I are about ready to tackle some of my custom orders from the shoppe. Don’t worry–they don’t help with the custom orders–they just keep me company and learn a little painting skills along the way.

My husband, who is the headmaster of the Classical Christian school that he and I co-founded six years ago, is office-ing from home this summer. In our almost 16 years of marriage, we’ve both worked mostly in ministry roles (pastor, headmaster, collegiate ministry) and start-ups (church planting, blog/shop ownership, and school founding) where office hours are not always so clear and family and work commitments are constantly assessed and evaluated.

We are living a chaotic, wonderful, humbling life.

My story is filled with Christ achieving what I never knew to even hope for…

I never planned to be humbled and broken, convinced of my need for Christ. My checklist was full of good works and successful achievements until I realized I could never earn or be enough.

I never planned on having six children– let alone six boys. My plan was to have a thrilling career in medicine until God turned my heart toward home.

I never planned on starting a school, or homeschooling part-time (through our school model.) Teaching was not my thing, and I was definitely too impatient to work with my own kids…until God used my kids to sanctify me day to day.

I never planned to pursue writing and painting. Those seemed like luxuries and superfluous gifts until He showed me that He wastes NOTHING.

I never planned to see the pursuit of writing and art turn into a thriving and fulfilling business. Early years of motherhood were so overwhelming I thought I’d never know any different until the Lord made my inability about His ability.

I never thought my messy life could be a fragrant offering to so many others. He does immeasurably more than we ask or imagine.

Ephesians 3:20

Friends, we each have a story, and mine is no different than yours if you are in Christ. Our Savior is all about redeeming that which is lost and making it HIS OWN. If there’s anything to introduce about me, it’s this: Every word, every painting, every encouragement that I could possibly share…have been bought by his precious blood– not that I can be made much of, but that everything might be to his glory. I invite you to follow more of my journey at GraceLaced.

Because of grace,

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www.gracelaced.com

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