Best and Worst

It’s been a year of non-blogging for me, since other things have taken precedence. Although much of 2020 offered up negatives, our family can also report a big 2020-positive. My 15th grandchild, Elias, was born.

This little guy arrived before his due date—well before. At 7 weeks premature, he was expected to need lots of assistance from the Neonatal Intensive Care Unit, but he surprised us all. Though he weighed only 4 pounds 3 ounces, he was in great condition and hung around the hospital for just 18 days.

The nurses were impressed with his fast progress, marveling that he never even needed oxygen. Now, three months later, his development is right on schedule, evidenced by his crinkly-eye smiles and lots of direct eye contact.

His diligent parents, Louisa and Teddy, are delighting in this wondrous 2020-positive.

 

 

 

No year, however, is without its negatives, and 2020 delivered a big one to our family. My brother Tom and his wife Leslie were both killed in their own home by an intruder, a shock from which all of us are still trying to recover. The mystery remains unsolved, and our hearts are broken.

On Friday, a new calendar year begins—day #1, week #1, month #1. None of us knows what will happen on the 364 days that will follow, though we’ll probably try to guess. But as my mother used to say, “God only knows, and he won’t tell.”

So how can we move into the new year with confidence when so much is uncertain? There’s only one way—to believe that our omniscient God will tell us everything we need to know, when we need to know it. And all of it, what we’re surmising and what actually occurs, will be coupled with his promise that he’s got the whole world in his hands. That means we as his children have nothing to fear.

As hard as it is for us not to know what’s ahead, we should remember that in every year, there will be negatives but also positives. Our best bet, then, is to simply trust God, leaning on his power and wisdom instead of our own.

“Do not throw away your confidence; it will be richly rewarded. You need to persevere so that when you have done the will of God, you will receive what he has promised.” (Hebrews 10:35-36)

Sneak Peek #28

Excerpt from THRIVE AND SURVIVE, ZERO TO FIVE

I (Margaret) used to be burdened by one particular verse in the Bible. As a young mother with no free time, it hung over me like a daily threat, and I felt I could never do what God was asking. Luke 12:48 says, “When someone has been given much, much will be required in return.” I knew I’d been given many blessings, so I also knew God required me to give much back. But I didn’t know how I could with the minimal time I had.

The children He’d given me—who were indeed great blessings—subtracted the time I thought I needed to have a healthy devotional life with God. But the exciting insight He provided was that since I hadn’t been “given much” in the way of extra time, God was not requiring much of my time in return. Understanding the verse in that flipped way released me from self-imposed pressure and evaporated the threat. Since I didn’t have much time during those busy days, He promised to take what little I offered and turn it into something powerful.

All the Lord wants from you is a small amount of daily movement toward Him. In return, He’ll share His wise counsel and meet your every need with fresh ideas and unexpected provisions. Complicated devotional times never work for young moms. But if you’re eager to communicate with Him, He’ll make a way. And as you take advantage of the bits of time you do have, remind yourself of the old adage that little becomes much when God is in it.


SIDEBAR: WHAT MAKES FOR GOOD DEVOTIONS?

  • A bit of time
  • An open Bible
  • A tender heart
  • A ready mind
  • A willing spirit
  • A reliance on God

Sneak Peek #25

Excerpt from THRIVE AND SURVIVE, ZERO TO FIVE

How well I recall the morning I got an “F” in mothering. Still in my pajamas, I had gathered my Bible, notebook, pen, and mug of coffee. Tiptoeing past the stairs toward the living room, eager to eat a spiritual breakfast, I glanced up to see our toddler sitting on the top step . . . already! When he saw me come around the corner, his face lit up, and he greeted me in his usual cheery fashion. “Mama!”

In a split second my face fell, going from neutral to angry, exactly as our eyes met. Thinking only of myself, I let out a low moan. This child had robbed me of something valuable. My treasure had been blown out of the room by the cold wind of an interruption I was having trouble accepting. And there the two of us froze, a chasm of disconnect between us.

“Why are you out of bed so early?” I said with irritation, knowing this was a question no toddler could answer. Still caught up with my own agenda, it took a minute for my displeasure to calm. I turned toward the kitchen to put away my Bible, notebook, and pen, while my little guy bounced down the steps on his bottom, eager to put his arms around me.

Thankfully God convicted me quickly, and we made up in a hurry. I tried to backpedal my poor performance, but I felt bad then and still do today, more than forty years later. But motherhood doesn’t come with do-overs. I squandered the chance to plant a good seed and planted a weed instead.


SIDEBAR: WEED WISDOM

  • Weeds are a fact of life.
  • Pull weeds while they’re still small.
  • Weeds are stronger than tender plants.
  • Don’t mistake weeds for good plants.
  • Unpulled weeds will destroy a garden.