Loud and Clear

All children crave the full attention of both parents, especially when other children are around. “Watch me! Watch me again! Watch me now! Watch me this time!

Since most families have multiple children, each has to figure out how to rise above the others in order to get the one-on-one attention they need. Some do it by raising their volume: “WATCH ME!” Others use repetition: “Mommy! Mommy! Mommy! Mommy!” Still others get physical, tugging at mommy or poking at daddy.

While visiting my British relatives recently, I enjoyed watching yet another way to get focused attention: raising the pitch. Three year old Evelyn, a little girl with 3 brothers, has learned how not to get lost in the tussle for parental attention: she talks in a higher range than anyone else.

Each morning during my visit, as I listened to Hans coaching his children through the morning routine, there was no mistaking Evelyn’s voice. It’s a mystery how she hits such conversational high notes, and if it weren’t for her well-pronounced words, she could pass for a songbird. But by using a very high voice, she accomplishes her goal, which is to be acknowledged by the grown-ups in her life.

It’s comforting to know that when we want God’s attention, none of us has to shout, “Watch me!” He’s watching ‘round the clock already, and not only that but is listening, too, as if each of us is his only child. How nice to know we don’t have to raise our volume, our frequency, or our pitch to coax him to look our way.

BananaDuring my last breakfast with the British Nymans, three year old Thomas said, “Daddy, I would like a banana.”

As Hans reached for the fruit bowl, Thomas changed his mind. “I mean a nectarine.”

“Which is it?” Hans said.

“A banana.”

Then, wanting to hold his daddy’s attention a while longer, he pushed his banana away and said, “But I want a nectarine.”

“You asked for a banana,” Hans said, sliding the banana back to him, “and that’s what you’ll eat.”

As Thomas began to object, Evelyn chimed in, using her highest songbird voice, and said, “Let your yes be yes, and your no be no.”

EvelynEvelyn’s intention was to take the parental focus off Thomas and put it on herself, which she did. But without realizing it, she did something else, too. She brought God’s Word into the mix with her statement, letting us know that while God is watching and listening to us, he wants us to watch and listen to him, too.

All of us heard him that morning through the high pitched voice of a little girl. And right after that, Thomas ate his banana.

 

“The eyes of the Lord are on the righteous, and his ears are attentive to their cry.” (Psalm 34:15)

Honestly….

In recent weeks, Louisa, Birgitta, Emerald, and I have made friends with a friendly critter who lives on our front porch, a handsome toad we named Terrence.

TerrenceEvery evening at about 9:00, Terrence appears in the same corner of the porch, only a few inches from where we step in and out of the house. As we’ve passed, time after time, he’s never flinched, even at Jack’s dangerously close paws that are as big as he is. And in the morning, Terrence is always gone.

Late one night as we stepped past Terrence to walk Jack, I asked Louisa, “What is it about the corner of our porch that brings him back night after night?”

“The bug-buffet, Mom.”

Of course she was right. Frogs and toads love bugs, and our porch light brought an ongoing, yummy supply for Terrence. Though we never saw him nab one, we knew he was.

Ready to depart.As much as we enjoyed our tenacious toad, we had reason to believe his days at the buffet were numbered. After our encounter with a brown recluse spider last week, we enlisted the help of a pest control service scheduled to arrive with potent chemicals soon, though Terrence didn’t know it.

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All of us are familiar with the old adage, “What he doesn’t know won’t hurt him.” It’s ready justification for withholding information from, say, an accident report, or an information resource, or a courtroom testimony. Another example might be a good cook who’s asked to share a recipe. She purposely leaves out one ingredient so another cook’s finished product won’t taste as good as hers.

But the old adage isn’t really true; what someone doesn’t know can hurt him. Even in the case of withholding an ingredient, which seems silly, two people get hurt: the first cook who compromises her integrity for selfish gain, and the second, whose recipe fails, making her doubt the first cook’s honesty.

God has a strong opinion about people who wink at lying. For instance, lying is referred to twice in a list of seven things that are “detestable” to him. (Proverbs 6:17,19) He also pits lying against truth, saying those who lie are choosing the devil over him. Satan has no truth in him (John 8:44), and Jesus is the truth (John 14:6).

He challenges us to behave more like him than the devil, choosing a high standard of telling “the whole truth and nothing but the truth.” The reason is important: to reflect the Creator in whose image we’re made. Secondly, he wants to spare us and others from unnecessary hurt.

Porch lightAs for Terrence, the honest, whole-truth thing to do was let him know harsh chemicals were coming, and his best option was to relocate. So we scooped Terrence into a box and drove him to the far corner of our subdivision, gently placing him in a bush near another lighted porch with another delectable bug buffet.

Bon appétit, Terrence!

“Truthful lips endure forever, but a lying tongue lasts only a moment.”  (Proverbs 12:19)

Which is best?

Yellow leavesThis morning outside my bedroom window I saw the usual leafy-green canopy but something else caught my eye: a branch of bright yellow leaves. Like it or not, fall is coming. I’ve always been a summer girl, but I guess every season has its grandeur, and it’s wise to recognize that.

Lately I’ve been trying to do the same with the seasons of life, recognizing the positives of each stage. Most of us have to fight wanting to be in a season other than the one we’re in, starting with childhood. Which of us didn’t long to be one year older than we always were? The privileges and perks of older ages seemed like carrots in front of a horse, forever just out of reach.

One more birthdayAt the other end of years we wish we were young again, facing the future with what we’ve learned in the decades since. Mom used to say, “I’m a 25-year-old trapped in a 90 year old body.” If wishing made it so, she’d have “stuck” at 25.

Why is it so hard to find contentment where we are? The answer is in a great quote I read the other day: “We need to get rid of expectations that don’t fit into this season of life.” It’s all about accurate expectations.

When we’re 45 years old and (as Dad used to say) “running the rat race,” it’s logical our time will be tightly budgeted, we’ll be working long hours, and our commitments will be many. When we’re 85, we’ll have to figure out how to use all the extra time we have. Different seasons require different expectations.

Wise people plan ahead for seasonal changes by figuring out what realistic expectations they should have. Then they think and act accordingly.

All of us have seen people unwilling to admit which life season they belong to. The other day at the beach I saw a woman close to the end of her winter age-season. She was wearing a micro-bikini, and it was difficult not to stare. I wished I could have heard the logic behind her choice of swimwear, but surely it was somehow connected to false expectations.

Scripture has interesting examples of God’s instructions to people in different seasons of life. For example, in Numbers 8 he says, “Men twenty-five years old or more shall come to take part in the work at the tent of meeting, but at the age of fifty, they must retire from their regular service and work no longer. They may assist…. but they themselves must not do the work.” (vv. 24-26)

That wasn’t to say God’s plans for the 50 year olds weren’t good ones though. He was just stating that he expected different things from people in different seasons. It wasn’t about right or wrong, good or bad, superior or inferior but only about different expectations.

Hint of fallAs for those yellow leaves outside my window? They hint that a new season is about to arrive. And my expectation is that it’ll be beautiful.

“Enjoy what you have rather than desiring what you don’t have.” (Ecclesiastes 6:9)