A day after her 95th birthday, I elect Betty White for #WCW. 95 years is a long to live and remain so incredibly vivacious. Here is a woman who has brought laughter into the homes of so many people - a multigenerational star. Whatever I choose to do, I hope to be as cheerful as she is over as a long a career as she has had so far. May smile with us for many more years.
Monday's Meme: About My Lovelife
When you take a moment to marvel at how it is that you haven't met anyone yet.
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A Song for Sunday: Trust in You
ARTIST: LAUREN DAIGLE
ALBUM: HOW CAN IT BE
Fun Friday: In Anticipation of La La Land
I'm going to see La La Land tonight. It may be more or less magnificent than all they hype suggests, but I am psyched. Here's some new music from Sir John the Legend, who will appear in the film.
Throwback Thursday: Those High School Senior Photos That We Didn't Order
I skipped out on a lot of the high school fanfare associated with senior year. The only reason I took these senior photos, is because they were required for the yearbook that year. I like to look back on them, because some people said that I looked like Michelle Obama. I don't know that I look like her, but I do feel like I'm channeling her. We call this look Elegance & Black Girl Magic .
Woman Crush Wednesday: Michelle Obama
I mentioned a few days ago that I wanted to be President when I was younger. If you asked me now as an adult "What do you want to be when you grow up?" and if you let me answer with the same childlike naiveté, I would say without hesitation "When I grow up, I want to be The First Lady." I might even say "When I grow up, I want to be Michelle Obama." Since she hit the campaign trail alongside her husband and appeared on my limited radar, she has been the role model I had not realized I was missing.
As a young black girl, even in a time as "progressive" as ours, I did not have a lot of current black female role models (that is to say role models living in my time rather than resting in the past or in the pages of a textbook). I had them in my home and my church, but not on a public stage where my peers and the rest of the world could also admire them. It seemed to me that there were two kinds of current black female role models. There were those who were in a position of power and were admired for success related to their intelligence, like Condoleezza Rice, who inspired a certain type of girl, but not every girl. Then there were those who held the unique popularity that comes with entertainment and were admired for success related to their artistic talent, who seemed to inspire more girls, but did not necessarily offer the type of impact that I hoped to have one day. Where were the crossovers who could inspire every girl with every kind of gift in her arsenal?
*Enter Michelle Obama* Here was a beautiful black woman (arguably the most beautiful woman to occupy the White House) who was as affable as she was accomplished, as "hip" as she was intelligent, and as fun as she was impactful. In addition to unique initiatives that she led as First Lady, she made time to engage our generation, appearing on the television shows that we watched and in the magazines that we read, and sharing in our interests, from social change to music and pop culture. This incredible strong black woman was standing on the most public stage of all and inspiring the heck out of black girls like me and girls everywhere - inspiring the heck out of everyone everywhere. Her husband summed it up beautifully when he addressed her in his farewell address last night:
"You took on a role you didn’t ask for and made it your own with grace and grit and style and good humor. You made the White House a place that belongs to everybody. And a new generation sets its sights higher because it has you as a role model."
Even as she gracefully bows out of her role as First Lady, I have no doubt that Michelle Obama will remain in the spotlight, inspiring everyday people and impacting change in our society.
Monday's Meme: About My Spring Tuition
When your tuition hasn't posted and the Financial Aid office can't seem to give you any answers.
image via twitter. For more Arthur memes, check out this Buzzfeed post.
That one time when I got to virtually ask Mandy Moore & Milo Ventimiglia a question . . .
You guys, they asked my question (the second question)!! P.S. I love this show, and if you haven't watched it yet, I would advise that you start.
A Song for Sunday: Hallelujah
ARTIST: CHRIS RICE
ALBUM: DEEP ENOUGH TO DREAM
My "Yes, We Can" Memory
As President Obama's time in office is nearing it's close, all we can do is sit together and share the feels. The White House put out a video today of people sharing their most memorable moments from his time with us.
I watched the whole lot of "Obama moments" above, and I felt so many feels. I am grateful for the chance I had to experience the election of our first black President and the incredible history that followed over the span of eight years. In the midst of all the troubles in our world, I can truly say of his time in office "What a time to be alive!"
I don't know that I can choose a single moment that epitomized the "yes, we can" spirit, but if I had to choose one, the day of Obama's inauguration might be it. Although he had won the election, watching him sworn in on the day that his presidency began was evidence of the fact that this was really happening. A black man was really and truly going to occupy the White House and lead our country.
When I was a little girl, I went through a whole host of things I wanted to be when I grew up. I wanted to be a doctor, a singer, an actress, a writer, a fashion designer, and probably a number of other things that have since escaped my memory. One particular aspiration I had was to be the president.
In third and fourth grade I had determined that I would be both the first black president and the first woman president of the United States. Even at that age, there were those classmates who thought the idea was laughable or impossible. And although I attended a predominantly (very very) white school in Tulsa, Oklahoma, I was completely unphased by the doubters or the cultural/political landscape at that time. Less than ten years later we had our first serious contender for a black president. Imagine that! It wasn’t me, but that was okay. By that time I was in high school. I was riding on the wave of excitement surrounding Obama's campaign. In fact, the election coincided with school elections for class officers. Naturally, I ran for president. My sort of inside joke with close friends was that my very white school would get its first black president at the same time as our country. Although I did not win my election, President Obama won his, and from that very day, our country was instantly and forever changed.
I no longer have a desire to be president (although Mrs. Obama has certainly has compelled me to wonder if I might make a good First Lady). However, when I look back on the all the #YesWeCan moments Obama has shared with us, I am inspired to be like him in some way. I will always admire the grace and courage with which he approached every issue and the steadfast resolve with which he stood for everyday people and future generations.
Fun Friday: Benedict Cumberbatch Singing
I watched August: Osage County this week, and though I was sorely disappointed by the end of the film, this was one particular moment I wouldn't take back from the two hours that I lost. Also, I feel like everyone deserves a bit of Benedict charm in their day now and then. Happy Friday!
Throwback Thursday: That One Game of Spoons
Just the other day my siblings and I were discussing various card games and the game of Spoons came up. A few of my siblings could not recall ever having played. Well, here's the proof. Proof aside, I was glad to come across this photo, because it captures us doing one of the things we really love doing together.
Woman Crush Wednesday: Ilhan Omar
Yesterday, Ilhan Omar was sworn into the Minnesota House of Representatives. When I look at her standing there with her family in the midst of an otherwise monochromatic crowd, I feel immensely proud. Her accomplishments mean so much for so many people - people of color, young girls, refugees, and Muslims, among others. I look at her beautiful family and consider what her accomplishments mean to them as well, and I must imagine the weight of it all on her shoulders. What grace she bears it with. May she continue to gracefully slay barriers and impact change.
Tuesday's Ten: 10 Family(ish) Films to Anticipate in 2017
One of my favorite little things about the new year is new movies. Given that I work with children, I like to see what family films are coming out. Typically family movies seem to stay in the realm of animation, but I have included a couple of live action films as well. You may notice that there are some prominent titles missing from this list. That is because I personally do not have much interest in those movies (ie Cars 3). It should also be noted that some of these films are for families with older children. Here are 10 family(ish) I’ll be anticipating this year:
1. The Resurrection of Gavin Stone
"I have had the ... passion of the Christ for a couple years now."
JAN 20
Christian films do not seem cranked out with the frequency of secular films, and they often have a bit of a Hallmark movie vibe, but Hallmark movies typically make me feel good and we need more Christian films.
2. The Lego Batman Movie
“What?! I hate everything you just said.”
FEB 10
The Lego movie was awesome and I expect nothing less from the Lego Batman movie. In addition to the Will Arnett brilliantly voicing Batman, Michael Cera will join as Robin.
3. Beauty and the Beast
"Look at her. What if she is the one, the one who will break the spell?"
MAR 17
Growing up, I watched the animated version of this film often. Belle was one of my favorite Disney princesses. She loved reading, she was French, and she wasn’t blonde (no shade). Fun fact: In my kindergarten school play, I was cast as Mrs. Potts, which was not Belle, as I had wished for, but did give me the chance to sing the classic title song in our play. While I want the live action version to honor the original film, but I also want it to provide us with something new, rather than a live replica of the story. Give us a twist!
4. Power Rangers
"That's not a piece of cake!"
MAR 24
I have very vague memories of watching the Power Rangers when I was very little. I am not a hardcore fan like some 90s babies, but seeing it brought back still makes me feel nostalgic. I’m curious to see what Lionsgate does with this movie.
5. The Boss Baby
"Behold our mortal enemy . . . puppies."
MAR 31
This is one of the movies I am most excited to see. It just looks so adorable! And I love the choice of Alec Baldwin to voice the Boss Baby.
6. Smurfs: The Lost Village
"I'm really freaking out you guys!"
APR 7
This is another movie that interests me strictly for its cute factor. Fun fact: Smurfette, who was voiced by Katy Perry in the first Smurfs movie, will be voiced by Demi Lovato this time around.
7. Gifted
"He's a good person. He wanted me before I was smart."
APR 12
As I was spending way too much time looking through trailers on YouTube, I clicked this one, because I saw Chris Evans. You would too. There are a few other faces that I was glad to see as well, like Octavia Spencer & Jenny Slate. Plus, the little girl in this movie is so cute. That lisp had better be real. Familiar and cute faces aside, this looks like a heartwarming story.
8. Diary of a Wimpy Kid: The Long Haul
"Come on out and get wimpy in 2017."
MAY 19
I have rather enjoyed this strange little series up to this point. The books are actually quite funny, and the movies have provided some good laughs as well. I loved the cast and I thought that they really embodied the characters from the book, so I am pretty disappointed to see a new cast (although I totally understand that the old cast has outgrown the series). I hope this new cast does well.
9. Despicable Me 3
"Wait, that's not a monster. That's a man wearing shoulder pads."
JUN 30
This movie is definitely my favorite one on this list. The previous Despicable Me movies speak for themselves, and this trailer says everything there is to say about the next one. I can’t wait.
10. Justice League
"You said that like it explains why there's a total stranger sitting in the dark in my second favorite chair."
NOV 17
I am not a fan of many DC comic heroes, excepting Batman (especially as portrayed by Christian Bale). However, something about this golden assembly here just peaked my interest. Superhero movies tend to be fun for the whole family. Hopefully, they'll keep it relatively clean, so that even younger children can enjoy it.
Monday's Meme: About My Last Paycheck
When Christmas break is a blessing and a curse, because it results in half of a paycheck.
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2017, An Invitation
Here's to hoping that I have many reasons to pull out the sparklers this year.
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Happy New Year!!
I have reflected on 2016, and now I am ready to dive into 2017. I have a list of resolutions for the new year, but I have learned to keep those to myself. Resolutions are typically admissions of areas in which you have either previously failed or would like to improve. Under the right circumstances and with the right measure, I am an open book, but I am not prepared to give the world (or the few people reading this post) a complete list of my shortcomings and insecurities. Rather than a list of resolutions I want to share with you a single word that sums up the way I am looking at this new year: invitation.
A new year is an invitation - an invitation to be a better you - healthier, happier, wiser. It is an invitation to go anywhere and try anything with anyone. The beginning of a new year is bright and shiny, but at some point when that beginning ends, we may forget what a wonderful invitation it is. Here’s a little something to remember: the new year is an open invitation - when the novelty and excitement have worn away, we are still welcome to try new things, resume old hobbies, and embark on those personal journeys that will improve and, or forever change us. I want to remain enticed by the invitation that this year brings.
I want to let go of my inhibition and accept every possibility that this invitation holds for me. I want to develop some level of coordination and learn how to dance this year. I want to stand in the spotlight and sing my heart out, even if it’s just for karaoke night. I want to trade a bit of my alone time for new friendships. I want to do something out of the ordinary just for fun, like finally getting that pink streak in my hair (am I too old for that?) or getting a tattoo. I want to make something really beautiful with my own two hands. I want to meet someone really beautiful (inside and out, etc. etc - I know what matters guys). These are not resolutions, so much as options on my invitation. In this new year we are invited to make every self-realizing hope that we have a reality.
Throughout my life I have declined many invitations, and the likelihood is that I will decline more still, but the new year is an invitation that I would be remiss not to accept with gratitude and intention. I hope that you will also say yes to everything the new year has to offer, and remember that you are invited to do so all year long.
A Song for Sunday: Burn Like a Star
ARTIST: Rend Collective
ALBUM: The Art of Celebration
2016, A Wretched and Worthwhile Year
The general feeling of 2016.
image by Matthew Henry, via unsplash
Okay, so wretched is a strong word, but I like alliteration, and worthwhile was a most fitting word to juxtapose my feelings for the past year.
I came across a meme on Facebook that said something like “This New Year's Eve, I can’t wait to sit back and watch 2016 die”. That's pretty dark, but it just about captures the way I feel about the past year. I'm grateful for every wonderful moment that I experienced this past year, but this was a difficult year. If I had to sum up the worst of my year in a single word, the first word to come to my mind woud be loss. We often think of loss as death, particularly the death of a person, but loss can be applied to so many aspects of life. Incidentally, I did experience the loss of a loved one this year. I also experienced a sort of loss of hope and maybe even a little loss of self. A meaningful relationship I have underwent tremendous strain, and I lost some level of the meaning that it had had to me for so long. In fact, many of my relationships were changed by the harsh light of reality and maturity - that unpleasant view of childhood friends and heroes appearing to you as they really are. The passion I had for my job died. I am ashamed to admit that my even pursuit of God died. I did not stop believing in Him or allowing my history with Him to inform (the majority of) my decisions, but I stopped actively seeking after Him.
I feel what I experienced in 2016 was the 20-something’s equivalent of a midlife crisis, which is apparently referred to as a quarter life crisis. By the end of the year, as I was questioning whether or not I would have even one moment of clarity in 2016, I started to remember and to realize a few things.
For every true loss there is something to be gained, and some things never truly die.
When I lost my grandfather this past summer, I gained some insight into how it feels to lose someone, which may sound trivial or cheesy, but is really quite important. Losing someone close to you is a sort of dark rite of passage. You cannot remain as you were before that loss, and if you change in the right way, you may find that you live life with more intent and learn to love better. You also become better equipped to understand and maybe even comfort others when they lose loved ones.
As the year progressed and I found myself exactly where I left off, with what seemed like no hope of moving forward, I grew frustrated and tired. I kept asking myself all these questions that had no answers yet. When and how am I ever going to finish paying off my last semester? If I can’t do that, then when and how am I ever going to finish school? If can’t do that, then when and how will I ever start a proper career? If I can’t do that, then when and how am I going to advance in this life? When and how am I going to meet someone and fall in love? Blah blah blah. All those unanswered questions made me feel like a generally inadequate human being. And if asking myself those questions wasn’t enough, there was everyone else - everyone else either asking me those same questions, or answering them in their own lives. Did everyone and their mother on Facebook graduate, and get engaged, and get married, and have kids, and buy a house? I still didn’t even have a car. What was I doing with my life?! I worked 2 jobs, took classes at a community college, and tried to get work started with my nonprofit again. How was this not enough? I started losing hope - in myself and in my future. The only thing I seemed to be able to control and to be content with was my television. And so every spare moment I had after a full work day was spent falling asleep in front of ABC or Netflix. What was I supposed to take away from that (apart from lots of good laughs and near-cries)? To be honest, the answer to that still eluded me. My initial thought was that I have to appreciate the fact that this is simply not my time and resolve myself to remain hopeful, since without hope, nothing can be accomplished. It occurred to me that there was a certain source I had not looked to for my answer. I searched the Bible to see what I might find to speak to my hopeless situation, I came across these 2 verses:
Be joyful in hope, patient in affliction, faithful in prayer.
Romans 12:12
For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the Lord, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.
Jerimiah 29:11
If I am to restore my hope in myself and in my future, I need to lean on God and remember that He has loving plans for me.
When my close friend and I were going through a difficult shift in our relationship, I really struggled with my understanding of who they were versus who I thought they had been for so long. I had considered us kindred spirits, with identical souls and minds, and been brought to a place where I realized that we did not necessarily share all of the same priorities or ideals. Dramatic as this may sound, this new realization felt like an identity crisis. If I didn’t know who they were all this time, had I really even known myself? I was sad and angry. I felt a bit lost and very much alone. I am the sort of person who never minded that I did not have many friends, because I only needed a few very close ones. While that remains true, I came to realize that perhaps I could afford to grow my circle just a little more. I also came to realize that I needed to be more okay with doing things alone. I have always loved alone time - I usually spend it in my room surrounded by everything I need to enjoy it - my television, my journals and pens, my coloring books and art supplies, my guitars and my ukulele, my bed and my endless supply of blankets. Alone time and doing things alone are not the same. I tried to take a friend to every event/place I attended away from home - concerts, the movies, church, shopping, etc. So as I went through my rough patch with my friend, I felt less inclined to do any of those outside things. One day I finally decided to go it alone. I bought myself a movie ticket, headed to the theater alone, and came out feeling triumphant for having enjoyed the movie and the theater all by myself. Perhaps that sounds ridiculous, but to me it was brilliant - I felt as though I had liberated myself. Now I go to the theater anytime I please, since I am no longer concerned with anyone else’s availability or interest in going with me. I had lost some part of a friendship that had been so very special to me, but I had gained a sort of liberation, in addition to an understanding of the fact that I needed to lean on others a little less and maybe also grow my circle of friends. Although it hurt to lose that part of my friendship, our relationship had not died, it had simply shed its old skin, as did many of my relationships.
When I returned to my job for the fourth year and my employer threw me a curveball that nearly knocked me out of the game, my passion for the job slowly died. I thought that I might sustain it with enough determination, but time, some cantankerous children, and some incorrigible parents wore me down. It was difficult to see what I might gain from my newfound lack of passion, but it was revealed to me in time. I realized that perhaps I had been overly devoted to my job and to an employer that was not quite so devoted to me. When I gained that perspective, I found that it was easier to leave my work at work and find time to do things for myself or for others. I gave my school work more of the priority that I should have been giving it. I gave my family more of my time. I gave myself more of my time. And I was even able to give more time to my new (second) job, which was already proving to have a healthier company culture. My lost passion was giving me a bit of my life back. And what was even more amazing was that in getting that life back I found that my passion for my job was being restored in some way. The joy that came from all of these other things that I was doing had a way of spilling over into the job that had seemed to take it away. Now my passion is restored, but I am in control, giving my best from the moment that I clock in, and letting my work day end the moment I clock out.
At points throughout the year, my pursuit of God lessened - I stopped going to church, and eventually I quit reading my devotionals or my Bible. I am not sure when it occurred to me that my pursuit of Him had “died”. Perhaps it was when I stopped writing down memory verses in my bathroom. The blank surface where I used to write them was a constant reminder to me that I had given up. When Christmas came upon us just a week ago, I found myself in church with my family, because that is our way. During the holidays, when we all get together under one roof, we attend church together, just as we did growing up under that roof. Sitting in service among so many believers, falling into the routine that I knew so well, I felt myself settle in. I watched and I listened as seasoned Christians offered praise to God and children spoke of the things they had learned about Him. I was reminded of my belonging among fellow believers and my need to seek after God. I realized that my pursuit of God was not dead, only resting by my own choice and that I could wake it any time that I pleased.
Perhaps a better word to sum up 2016 (or at least a more optimistic one) would be growth. Growth is a pretty good way to wrap up a year. I look back on these experiences and the things that I learned, and while I am glad to leave the pain of 2016 behind, I am grateful for the chance to carry the things I learned with me into the new year. As I look ahead and impatiently await the new year, I anticipate newfound fulfillment and contentment with my life, and a renewed drive to get to wherever it is that God is taking me.
Tuesdays Ten: 10 Values I Vow to Instill in My Children Someday
It's 2016, I'm 24 years old, and I am nowhere near married, much less a mother to any children. Sometime ago when I was younger, and perhaps a bit naive, I was fairly certain that I would be raising my first child by now. No matter. Although I have no children of my own, I have worked with many children and I work with many more, constantly. I love working with children. I would not say that it is my sole or even my utmost passion in life, but it is important to me and even beloved by me. One of the reasons why I hold my work with children so dearly is that I appreciate the opportunity that I have to shape children into who they will become. Children are like fresh clay, pure and plain, awaiting hands to shape them. There is so much beauty in the process - perhaps the most mind-blowing facet of that process is that so many hands will mold that clay. So many hands. So many tools. It is incredible to me that I get to watch and be involved in that process. In some cases it is unnerving and in other cases it is inspiring. In every case it is a reminder to me that that someday, God-willing, I will be uniquely responsible for bearing the primary influence over who my children will become. What kind of people will I bring up into this world?
Sometime ago I took some time to consider what are the first and foremost character traits and values that I would like to be sure that I instill in my children. I accidentally published the incomplete draft, and my mom (my number one supporter of this blog, alongside my sister) read it. I removed the draft, but we talked about it some, and she has been encouraging me to complete it since then. Recently, I have come to the point where I feel truly compelled to do so.
I work with children, and this past year has been a particularly trying one in my work life. I've dealt with some difficult children who behave in ways that are inconceivable to me, having been raised the way that I was. As challenging as they are, I do not love them any less than any other children that I work with. I cannot hold a child alone responsible for their behavior. I study their parents - how do they receive information about their child's behavior, how do they interact with their child, etc. Sometimes I find parents that are determined to walk alongside me in the interest of helping their child to be their best selves. Other times I find that parents will choose to stand against me in favor of dismissing, or worse, supporting behaviors in their child that have (unrealized) adverse effects on the child and those around them. I must say that in all honesty, I need an extra dose of patience from God to deal with such parents, because I seem to have reached my limit.
Of course "good behavior" and "bad behavior" are not the sole indicator of who a child will become. Behavior is in fact not so difficult to cure. It is habits that are more difficult to cure, and character that is most difficult to change.
My father has been teaching for 6 or 7 years now. I remember preparing one of his first classrooms years ago. One of the posters we hung had a most striking quote on it:
image via QuoteAddicts
“Watch your thoughts, they become words;
watch your words, they become actions;
watch your actions, they become habits;
watch your habits, they become character;
watch your character, for it becomes your destiny.”
When I consider that chain of factors, I feel the weight of my responsibility for the children that I work with, and more importantly for the children that I will call my own.
I know that I have said a lot and we still haven't reached that list of values yet, but bear with me - I'm getting there.
The other reason why I find myself contemplating all of this so heavily of late is because, just a few nights ago I kept my tired eyes open to witness the moment when the course for our nation was set for the next 4 years. Every election year is a fork in the road on our country's journey through history. This year we reached a particularly dark fork in the road. Whichever path we took held some level of misfortune, but there was a path that was quite notably filled with dangers, toils, and snares - a path so narrow that it could not accommodate a whole nation of diverse individuals, and so some would be left behind, or worse. I cannot wrap my mind around how it is that our nation came to choose this path. To face this time as an adult is frightening; to face it as a child is even more so. Educators everywhere are now called to calm those fears.
Children are not politicians, and yet they express something like political views - echoes of their parents and the other voices that they hear. I have read of young children chanting "build a wall" and or expressing to other students that they must "go back to [their] country, because Trump said so". I have listened to my own students speaking of such things. One little girl asked me if I liked Mexican food and told me that soon I would no longer be able to have it. Children are repeating hateful things they hear and/or interpreting those things for themselves. Many children are, as one friend of mine said, "being used as extensions of hate." Many more are sad and afraid for themselves or for friends. They can feel the uncertainty and the tension of this place we are in, and it will undoubtedly have some bearing on who they are becoming.
When I consider that, I feel a deepened conviction to raise children and eventual adults with character strong enough to withstand, and more than that, to be a light in such a time as this. I feel a deepened conviction to help them become champions for the afflicted - men and women who will stand for and fight for what is right. I feel a deepened conviction to bring up into the world leaders who will offer our country far better options when we come to that fork in the road during election season in their time. This is not a post about politics. It is a post about people.
If you have gotten this far in my post, then you have finally reached my list of values. I feel like I should congratulate you for that.
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Here are 10 values that I vow to instill in my children someday:
RESPECT & MANNERS
From a fairly young age I think I recognized the way that people respond to respect and manners. I have never met anyone who objected to being on the receiving end of these. In fact, I have found that people are so much more willing to work with you when you extend these. My parents taught me that these were necessary first and foremost, because every person has value. If I value you simply because you are, then I must respect you. And if I value me, then manners are a must. In my observation, children without manners, and especially those who fail to show respect, simply have not been taught to value others. My children will see in my interactions and know from my teaching that every person is to be valued, and therefore respected, even those we disagree with.A STRONG WORK ETHIC
I hope to be able to give my children everything that they could ever want. However, I do not want them to grow up with an improper sense of entitlement. I want them to know that in a country like ours, they are entitled to every good thing detailed in the preamble of our constitution. More importantly, I want them to know that as sons and daughters of our God, they are entitled to every wonderful thing that God promises. While living in the empowering awareness of these entitlements, I want them to understand that every other good desire they could have, tangible or intangible, is something that they ought to work for. I want them to be hard workers, who give 100% in every undertaking. I want for them not to resent the work they will do one day - from household chores to first jobs, and eventual careers or family obligations. I want them to appreciate the worth of the work - to understand that the result of the work is inherently more valuable, because of the work. I will model that work ethic for them, and with all the love in the world, require it from them.CONFIDENCE & HUMILITY
One might look at those two words side by side, and puzzle at how they could possibly work together. I believe that confidence and humility actually go hand in hand. In fact, I might even go as far as to say that true confidence yields humility. When you are truly confident you do not have the need to hold yourself above others and you can be comfortable with your awareness of your imperfections. Both confidence and humility go back to value. These should be especially present in Christians. If I value myself, especially if I do so as God does, then I realize my value is inherent and not diminished by anything I can or cannot do. If I value others, then I realize that they share the very same inherent value that I have and so I have no place above them. I will make my children's value to me known to them constantly. I will remind them of their value to God, as well as the value of others.GRATITUDE & GENEROSITY
I want my children to understand that even those things that we may be entitled to are things that we ought to be thankful for. They will not be ignorant or unaware of the grave reality that not everyone has those things that we have (however trivial they may seem). Therefore, we should be thankful for everything we have and we should do what we can to share our good fortune with those who are less fortunate. I want them to know that God loves a grateful heart and that He asks us to look out for those in need, just as Jesus did in His time on earth. Our family will actively practice gratitude and generosity - thanking God and those He puts in our path for those things we have, bearing grateful spirits, and purposefully giving of our time and resources.CULTURAL SENSITIVITY & APPRECIATION
I am the daughter of an immigrant (aren't we all somewhere along the line?) and my children will learn that early on. I don't know where my husband or his family will come from, but I know that we will share great pride in our cultural backgrounds with our children. We will teach them that no race or culture is more valuable or appealing than another, and that every culture is to be celebrated and appreciated. We will not teach a colorblind mantra. Rather we will teach them to recognize that every colorful difference makes the world a more beautiful place. I will teach them that since we value others, we will strive to learn more about them and try those things that are a part of their culture.UNCONDITIONAL LOVE & KINDNESS
One of the most endearing things about children, above their innocence even, is their inclination to offer unconditional love and kindness. When a child is very young, they do not know to be selfish yet, but it does not take them terribly long to learn. Before long, they barter friendship for favors, and decide that love is reserved for people who act in accordance with their will. Overtime, maturity in relationships helps us to develop some balance and we learn about the "two-way street", but even that entails a conditional state. I hope to be a model to my children of what unconditional love is. They should see me offering that love and to them, their father, and everyone else they see me interact with. I will teach them that this is the kind of love God offers us and asks us to extend to everyone around us.INTEGRITY & SINCERITY
One of the easiest habits children pick up and scarcely fail to notice in adults is a habit of dishonesty. Sometimes it is outright. Most times I think it is more subtle - little white lies, omissions, downplaying of facts. I want my children to understand that dishonesty is unacceptable, and even more so, I want them to understand why. In those teachable moments where they witness or give in to dishonesty, I will examine with them the cause and effects of dishonesty. I will teach them that we are people of integrity. I will tell them, as my father told me, that integrity means that you are the same (or an even better) person behind closed doors or in the privacy of your own home, as you are before others. I want them to know that integrity goes hand in hand with sincerity, and that sincerity comes from a place of having the right motives for doing the things that you do and being the person you are.CONVICTION & BRAVERY
In many songs and stories I have heard the phrase "if you stand for nothing you will fall for anything". I think there really is something to that. I want my children to stand for something, and for that something, to be the right thing. Therefore, I will teach them what is right. With knowledge of this (and with God in their heart), they will develop their own conviction. Conviction is the the thing that causes one to stand for something - a firm set of beliefs that compel you to act. Bravery is the thing that pushes you to continue to act on your convictions in the face of opposition and adversity. In addition to teaching them what is right, I will show them what it looks like to stand for something and to be brave.OPTIMISM & REALISM
I want my children to be able to find a bright side in every situation, and especially in their darkest hours. Optimism is born of hope, and while hope cannot be taught, only given, I can surely let them know that Christ is the source of our hope and show them what optimism looks like. By the same token, I will make my children aware of the simple and difficult realities in life. I will not feed into innocent lies like the existence of Santa or the Tooth Fairy. I will (with discernment) make them aware of the things going on in our society and in the world. I do not want them to grow up believing that the model for optimism is ignorant bliss. Realism is a protection for them against reality, because when the time comes for them to encounter difficult realities, they will not be taken quite so much by surprise or so easily shaken or broken by it. In fact with optimism and realism in their arsenal, they will find they can tackle tough times.UNSHAKABLE FAITH
I want my children to rest assured that no matter how uncertain times seem, God is in control. If and when they should fall on hard times in their relationships, their studies, their jobs/careers, their finances, or anything else, I want them to stand firm in their values and be unmoved in their faith. My family has been through many things and we have seen God's grace carry us through over and over again. I cannot give my children faith, but I can build for them memorials as the Lord instructed Joshua to do in Joshua 4. They will know the stories of God's grace from my childhood, and from their father's. We will take time to recognize each story of grace in their own lives.
I realize that I am not a parent yet and that raising an upstanding child is easier said than done. Nonetheless, I believe that parenting with intention is a step in the right direction, and I know that I have been brought up in such a way that I will certainly do that. I am the product of parents who raised me with the aforementioned character traits and values, so I know that it can be done. I have seen the result of that parenting.
Parenting may not be easy, but good parenting is so very important and worthwhile. I am not perfect. I am still developing and/or aspiring to the above-mentioned character traits and values. My parents were not perfect. As many children do, I have kept a little mental list of things I think that I will do differently with my children. Nonetheless, I turned out to be someone that I am proud of, and I have my parents to thank for that. One day when that responsibility is mine, I hope that I will rise up to meet that challenge with the grace and humility of a Proverbs 31 woman. Until that time (and even past it), I will continue to take care in the role that I play in the lives of other people's children.
I should note that I also realize that good parenting does not guranetee results. I know that ultimately a child has a strong will of their own, and as they grow, so does that will. I have seen surprising individuals come from very good parents. Still, the chances for a child to become what we inadequately describe as a "good person" are so much greater when they come from a home where there was solid parenting with intention. In those cases, the most hopeless-seeming individuals have something to fall back on even when they go astray.
If you are already a parent, I want to encourage you in your own journey through raising tomorrow's peacemakers, innovators, and world changers.
This post has been edited, updated, and reposted - if it seems familiar, that is why. I hope you found any additions to be enlightening. Thanks for checking it out (again).
Monday's Meme: Say What?
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