Jesus Says Come

It was in church two weeks ago when it hit home. (Again.) No matter what the wakeup time, something (or some little person) occasionally seems to hinder us starting the half-hour journey early enough. We’d hurried in a few minutes late, plonked down on an empty row, and I was busy trying to simultaneously sing and worship and make sure the Tank was still with us and not wandering off.

At the end of a time of worship where I felt mostly distracted, and guilty for being distracted, the Pastor reminded us that Jesus simply says, “Come.”

Now if you’re anything like me, which I hope for your sake, you’re not, you sometimes feel like you’re just not good enough to just come. I think about all the things I haven’t done — all the places where I’ve fallen short, and they form a collective whisper in the back of my mind. The more haven’ts there are, the louder it gets, until there’s a resounding shout:

You’ve got to get it together before you can get to Jesus!

I’ve been tired — especially being pregnant — I haven’t been getting up early in the morning to read the Word. I haven’t been spending the time I think I should be spending in prayer. I didn’t take the opportunity to show love in this or that situation. I was worn out after a week of hospitality and didn’t accomplish these things on the list which I think are important and make me good enough to stand before God.

And those words from a Pastor with a microphone were the tip of an iceberg of truth that a gentle God-voice kept whispering to my heart, sure and steady, for perhaps another week or so — long enough for me to believe it:

You’ll never really get it all together! Just get to Jesus!

Jesus said Come. Come to Me, all you weary and heavy-laden. Come to Me, let Me give you rest. And none of those verses about coming were followed by a list of haven’t’s and didn’t’s which would disqualify a person from being allowed to just come.

And for that matter — I can approach the throne of God, however and whenever, but never because of what I have done or what I did do. This, friends, is why Grace is so Amazing. I can approach the throne of God because when He looks at me, He sees Jesus. The things I’ve done and the things I’ve left undone, my should’ve’s and my shouldn’t’of’s… they are all covered by the One who gave His life for me. I wear His righteousness to approach the throne. Like the beautiful words of an old hymn, this truth sings to my soul:

Because the sinless Savior died,
My sinful soul is counted free.
For God the just is satisfied
To look on Him and pardon me.*

Can I get a hallelujah? Is that not an absolutely glorious piece of good news to start your day, your week, or even the rest of your life with?

You don’t have to have it all together to meet with Jesus! Even if you’ve been feeling far away, if you’ve been struggling to walk out what you believe, even if for a season you’ve been questioning His truth — Jesus says ComeCome, come, come.

He loves you. He wants to meet with you. He has a plan for you.

Today, tomorrow, the day after — the invitation still stands.

Come.

Will you?

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*Before the Throne of God Above, words by Charitie L. Bancroft, 1863.

Travelling with Small Children

I think this post is pretty long overdue. Every time we go on a big old trip that approaches the twenty-four hours of travel landmark and wipes us out for a while, I think to myself Self, you need to write down some tips about traveling with children, first because other people could benefit from your mistakes experience and second, because you will probably need to go back and read those tips again in six months or so. When we got back from this most recent trip to Scotland and a friend asked me for traveling advice, I decided I would finally put my fingers to the keys on the subject.

Ready to dive in?

{Look! Getting ready for the Bear’s first ever trip to South Africa…}

Travelling Tips for Anybody

I’ll start with some tips that have a wider breadth of application — I know not all of you dear readers are likely to be toting a toddler on your next trip to Vegas.

  1. Pack Light :: “I really, really regret packing light for this trip.” — said No One. Ever. Especially if you’re lugging your kid’s gear along with your own stuff, but even if it’s just you, you will appreciate the easy stroll up to the check-in desk or slipping one reasonably sized bag into the trunk of the car.
  2. Plan Ahead :: You really will save yourself a heap of backache and headache while you’re away if you give some good thought to the clothes that you are going to put in your suitcase. As much as I hate it, planning outfits really is the easiest way to make good choices. Think about how you can get multiple wears out of what you’re packing so that you’re getting more bang for your packing buck. Although I almost always regret not throwing one or two things in the suitcase, it is often the case that even if I’d thrown an extra ten things in those hectic five minutes before our departure, I still wouldn’t have chosen the items that I end up wishing I had on the trip.
  3. Pack Early, Go to Bed :: Staying up late the night before a long trip to pack is just plain silly. Plan a slot of time a few days before the trip to get the bulk of your packing done, then you’ll just have to grab the toiletries and stuff you use every day the night before/the morning you leave.
  4. Remember the basics :: Don’t forget comfortable shoes for your travels. Pack toiletries into something that closes/zips so that a little leak doesn’t get your whole bag soggy. I think the travel size containers for shampoo, etc. are totally worth the 50 cent price tag.
  5. Use Trial and Error :: Don’t be afraid to try packing more than one way to see how things fit.
  6. The airplane is the desert :: No, seriously. Do you know what the conditions are at 30,000 feet? They’re so dry it’s like the desert. So pre-hydrate before you hop on and then re-hydrate continuously throughout the flight. If the flight attendants aren’t dropping by with water, get up and get some. You need it. Your kids need it. It will help you feel better on the other side.

There are some more great tips on packing here.

{Arriving in Amsterdam last month…shew-whee, tired!}

Good Travelling Starts at Home

  1. Forgive the lecture, but if your kids can’t sit still at home, do you really expect them to do it in the car or on an airplane? In preparation for your travels, pay attention to how much your kids are listening and obeying you. You might need to spend a little extra time training them in the way they should go before you get going. Make it fun — build a pretend car or airplane with chairs from the kitchen on the floor in the living room. Use your normal belts as seat belts and practice focusing on a sitting-still activity for an hour… get your kids excited about the fun they’re going to have, flying on an airplane, or riding in the car.
  2. Practice the sermon before you hit the pulpit: Find some sitting-still activities that actually work for your kids. DO try this at home. Practice getting small children to sit in your lap for a while if they’re going to be lap-kids on the plane. Bring a pair of headphones that fit your kid’s ears. The ear buds they pass out on the flight don’t stay in wee ears. Ever. Even if your headphones don’t work on the flight system, you can use the headband-style headphones to hold the ear buds in place.
  3. Get strategic with those carry-ons :: Are there books that always engage your toddler? Would a new sticker book, some stamps and a stamp pad or a colouring book keep your child entertained for a good wee while? A kiddie laptop that has a heap of games on it or downloading a few kiddie movies onto your laptop or iPad are sometimes very worthwhile investments. Don’t count on in-flight entertainment to take care of this for you — sometimes it’s broken and sometimes you’re on a flight with one screen per twenty people and the in-flight movie is Thor. #Thathappenedpeople

We are That Family has a Mega-Tip List for Road Trips right here.

{A Nursing Pillow like The Boppy can really help a baby sleep nicely on your lap. Look at that teeny-tiny Bear!}

Especially for the Small Ones

    1. Count Diapers, Add Extra :: A flight delay once stranded my sister and she was down to the last diaper. A fellow passenger was kind enough to hold her kid while she went to the bathroom to scoop the poop out of a slightly soiled diaper so that they could make it the rest of the flight. I’ve never seen diapers for sale at Duty Free, and I am pretty sure you’re not going to find them on that cart the flight attendants push down the aisle. Make sure there are extras in your carry-on! You just don’t know what’s going to happen when you travel, so be prepared.
    2. Pack Extra Clothes for the kids AND you :: You might not be likely to spill juice on yourself, but it’s twice as likely your kid’s knee might find its way to his tray table, or yours. Baby spit-up… a juicy diaper… I don’t need to go on. Just put a little something extra in the carry on, for everybody.
    3. Cabin pressure changes :: This is specifically an issue for babies and very young children. You know how your ears sometimes have trouble equalizing when you’re changing altitude? That hurts baby’s ears even more. If he or she likes a pacifier/binker/dummy, try your best to remember to give it to baby specifically at takeoff and landing, and other times in between. Nursing, sucking the thumb or giving baby something to drink are alternatives that can help keep the ears equalizing as the plane rises to cruising altitude or makes the descent.
    4. Throw out the schedule (sort of) :: Sometimes the staying on schedule will help keep your baby happy during a long trip, but other times, it just isn’t going to work. Don’t stress too much about the fact that you’re getting off-schedule if you’re the scheduling type — the fact that you are stressed will make your kid more stressed. And if you’re changing time zones, you’ll have to re-work the schedule on the other side anyway. If they will sleep, let them sleep!
    5. Snacks. Are. Awesome. :: We kind of throw out the eating rules when it’s travel time, too. I will not fight with my kid over eating Delta’s vegetarian pasta. If he wants the dinner roll with some butter and that’s as far as we get, great. I’ll save the cheese and crackers when I pass in the tray and maybe he’ll eat those later. Pack plenty of extra snacks, because when all else fails, passing the fifteen-month-old who’s hollering in the backseat M&Ms one at a time might just save the day. {Did I ever tell you that it was about 11 hours on the road to get from our place in Gordon’s Bay to the Hubs’ folks in Bloemfontein?}
    6. Happy makes happy. :: I hope I’m not the first to break the news to you. You’re a parent now, and with little ones, your preferences kind of come second. Communicate with your spouse about how you can take turns or do shift duty with the kids. {I’ve seen spouses fighting on airplanes about who should be watching the kid. Tweren’t purty.} Know that it is very possible you will not get to watch all of, or even part of, a movie on the flight, but that’s okay. Because you, and all the other passengers, will be happy that your kids are happy. So go ahead and absorb this present reality — by the time they hit three or four they might watch movies and be very low maintenance — but until you reach that golden point in time, make peace with the possibility that you might not get to dive into that vacation book just yet.
    7. Grab that Bassinet :: You know those funny holes on the walls where the plane is divided up into sections,the ones right in front of the bulkhead seats? A lot of airlines have little cots that fit into those holes, or strap onto a table that folds down from the wall. It is DEFINITELY worth asking the airline if you can reserve the bassinet seats as soon as you book your flight, if you have a baby that even just *might* sleep in there for a little while. You’ll be thankful you don’t have to hold them the entire time! Ask when you make a reservation, ask again when you’re checking in… ask the flight attendants when you board… it doesn’t hurt to keep asking if you don’t manage to snag those precious seats right away.
    8. Perhaps consider one of these! (FlyeBaby Hammocks — has anybody ever tried this? I am thinking it could be a very worthwhile investment if we are going to travel early on with wee Collie #3.)

The Sermon in a Nutshell: Thinking through your travel schedule, being prepared, communicating with travel companions — even the small ones — and planning ahead are really the keys to a successful trip. If you are able to drive while the kids are sleeping or take an overnight flight where they’re likely to be flat out asleep for seven or eight hours, great. Even if it’s the case that you have very little control over the travel schedule, just being mentally prepared for what’s ahead is usually a big help. It might even prevent you from the sudden realization that you’ve suddenly growled – aloud – at the airport security agent who is just doing her job, and just asked you to take the shoes off of your eighteen-month-old while you’re juggling folding down the stroller to send it through the x-ray thing and trying to keep an eye on the other two bags that you’re toting along as well. Not that I personally know anything about that. Ahem.

Have you spent any time traveling with children? Have any tips to add to the list? Please leave a comment!

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Other Helpful Links:

The TSA’s website has a big section devoted to Travelling with Children — this is where you’ll find regulations about bringing juice/breastmilk/formula and other stuff aboard.

This website is all about Flying With Kids. Who’da thunk it?

 


I Had a Hitch in my Giddyup

In case you happened to stumble across my site {or attempted to} within the last 48 hours and found that it was nowhere to be found, I thought I’d take a moment to ‘splain. I started encountering some funky stuff a wee while ago — for example, none of those links across that navigation bar up there were working, and in the Google Search Results, it appeared that I was selling performance-enhancing drugs which, um, I don’t want to mention here because I don’t want Google to think I am selling those drugs.

Because I don’t sell drugs, you see.

{Keep smiling… right?}

There were other funky things related to feeds not properly updating, and it basically seemed like Google thought I was an evil spam bot hacker troll malicious website or something. There were problems.

So Hero Hubs, being the Hero that he is, uninstalled and reinstalled my entire site, installing a clean version of wordpress {the content management system I use} and doing a big old heap of work at dream host, where this site is hosted. It was a lot of work and I prayed a lot and got a little stressed, and eventually kind of just removed myself from the situation and just trusted that it was going to work out okay.

Like, losing three years’ worth of writing would be kind of a bummer, right? I had everything backed up but I was still nervous. ‘Course.

So any who… it seems like things are mostly back to normal. Thank you for bearing with me. If you normally access the site a certain way and things have not been happening the way they normally would, I’m sorry. And if you replied to an advertisement to order medical supplies of some kind, I’m going to have to deliver the disappointing news: I don’t sell drugs. Sorry.

If you happen to notice anything out of the ordinary around here over the next wee while (or ever, really), I would love it if you would just leave a comment somewhere — on any post or on Facebook or you can shoot me an email — just to let me know. There are still a few hitches in the giddy up we are figuring out!

Friends — this was all a good reminder to me, that I write because I want to encourage you, I want you to leave here with a smile or a tear, or basically just touched in a way that makes you want to draw closer to your Creator. You mean a lot to me. Your kindness and encouragement means so much to me.

Thank you for reading. Thank  you for sharing what you read with others. I believe we are making a difference in our world together.

xCC

Weekend Goodie Basket

I‘ve been storing up some quality posts to share with you guys… I feel like a chipmunk that’s been storing up nuts for weeks. I’ve finally got enough to share, it’s time for a chipmunk party! That totally didn’t work, but I think I’m just gonna leave it and we can celebrate failure together.

{Awesome.}

Thanks to a friend of mine, just last week {or was it the week before?} I came across a site I hadn’t visited before called Pennington Point. This awesome Mama-of-9 {straight up Mama of nine, y’all — no twins or adoptions or blended families — this lady gave birth 9 times! Not that there is anything wrong with other methods of becoming a mother…I just think that’s amazing…!} has a great series going on called Intentionally Parenting Your Toddler. I don’t think I’m the only Mama of small kiddies around here, so I thought I’d share in case it might be an encouragement to you, too! The most recent post in the series, Part Four, went up on June 25th.

I sometimes feel like I’ve read every suggestion ever written on these here internets about living on a budget, but this gal over at Blissful and Domestic has some very good recommendations in a post called How Does She Live on a Budget, where she talks about how her family of four lives on $14,000 a year. Even if you’re just skimming, be sure to check out the links at the bottom to other posts that get more specific, like Cutting the Grocery Bill in Half and Fresh Produce All Month Long. (Still working my way through that last one.)

Lord help us to change the way we live with a heart to change the way we give!

An “internet friend” of mine, Lisa-Jo Baker, or “the Gypsy Mama,” {who is awesome and has written me some real-life emails of encouragement as I navigate the path of a marriage divided between two home continents} guest posted over at Ann Voskamp’s A Holy Experience last week. Her post felt like it was just for me, but I thought it might also be for you, too. Is there anything in your life you’re avoiding instead of embracing? Please enjoy How the Size of Your House Has Nothing to Do With the Size of Your Life.

I’ve since really started moving into the house we’ve lived in since December. Good story for another day.

Also from A Holy Experience… Ann spoke so many of the words in my heart, words I have been forgetting, things I have been struggling to try to remember, about the body of Christ worldwide, what it looks like, what it could look like, after her recent trip to Haiti. So, Read this to get messed up.

And just a quick reminder… if you’re in the wee Washington area and thinking about hopping down to Music in the Streets for a wee while tomorrow night, look for the Bear, the Tiger, the Hubs and yours truly, because we’ll be passing out flyers with Quiver Tree $10 off coupons! It’s a good chance to score a little Quiver Tree plunder!

Stay cool this weekend…

xCC

 

More Wedding Day Faves & Quiver Tree Freebies

I forgot to ask the Hubs if it was okay to post a few more photos from the wedding on my blog, so if this post mysteriously disappears later, you’ll know why. A fun new job I’m enjoying as Mrs. Hero Hubs is choosing my favourite photos for the blog posts we do after a Quiver Tree wedding or photo session.

And let’s just be honest, you dear readers are too smart to be fooled into thinking the Hubs is writing all those posts over at the Quiver Tree site, right? You probably picked up on my writing style and tone of voice and immediately knew I was speaking in his person, so I think I need to let the cat out of the bag and just go ahead and start writing those posts as if it’s me. Because it is me. We’re a hubs and hub-ess team any who, right?

That was a digression. Returning to what I was originally here to talk about, I wanted to show you a few more photos from the wedding, since I forgot to give you a link over to the original post — which I still think you should go view, because I am sharing a few different favourites here today. Obviously, they’re all my favourites, because the Hubs is working hard, and I’m choosing photos and writing blog posts hard!

But I think you guys probably want to see the Bear in his kilt, and I don’t blame you. So here’s that, and some other goodies thrown in for good measure.

I was pleased. And proud. And glad Agnes agreed that we shouldn’t give this three-year-old the actual wedding rings. Carrying a pillow was just fine.

Just after this, he followed me up on stage, and UH-dorable Sophie, the flower girl, followed him — which was not the plan. But it was okay.

The kilt kind of wanted to fall down a lot. He is a narrow-waisted wee creature — if I’d known further in advance I could’ve made a plan but I was nae prepared! And at the reception the Bear discovered if he jumped hard enough, he could make his kilt fall down to his ankles. Many an elderly Scotsman had a good laugh at his Thomas the Tank Engine underwear, while I thanked the Lord he didn’t figure that out on stage during the ceremony.

I got to put Agnes’s veil on. Which made me really happy. Those are my hands. They don’t look pregnant yet.

That’s another of my favourites from the day. I kind of have a lot of favourites.

The second shooter who assisted the Hubs let the Bear try on his glasses. I thought he looked rather astute. I thought I looked rather nervous. Because I did.

Someone else trusted the Bear — my three. year. old. Bear — with their digital camera and let him take heaps of pictures. I was nervous {again} and hoped I didn’t end up owing someone a pretty pence because my kid broke their camera. Apparently he snagged some good shots, following in his Dad’s footsteps. Unfortunately, the shots are all taken from crotch level.

There was some serious tomfoolery during picture time. And there I am, hiding my Bump with a bouquet! Subtle much?

Did I mention there was some stage-diving at this event?

And the Bear was adopted by the ceilidh band, and had the privilege of lifting his kilt to bang on that beat-box thingy. I honestly think that picture is just stellar!

So those are a few more highlights from the day — and if you want to see more of the proper, less Bear-centric stuff, you can visit the Quiver Tree blog.

In other, related, very good news, especially if you’re in the area, the Hubs and I will be passing out flyers at Music in the Streets this Friday night. {That’s a local musical event in Downtown wee Washington which takes place once a month during the summer.} If you grab a flyer, you can score $10 off any purchase in the Quiver Tree gallery or $10 off any photo session booked by Sept. 30, 2012.

We’re also sharing the details for how to earn 100 Bucks of Quiver Tree Plunder {it’s a Pirate-themed flyer, mind you} but I think I ought to spill the beans here, too. {Or am I spilling gold doubloons?}

For however long this seems like a good idea, if you refer a friend, family member, or complete stranger, to Quiver Tree Photography and they book a wedding package with us, you’ll get $100 credit which you can use toward:

  • An awesome purchase inside the Quiver Tree Gallery OR
  • A 1hr photo session OR
  • A Quiver Tree Photography workshop {more details on that coming soon!}

And you don’t have to have the flyer in your hand to score on that awesomeness! But for that $10 off coupon you need to find us at Music in the Streets, mmmkay?

So tell me… have you had a look at the photos from the wedding on FB or at the QT site? Did you think the one of Agnes “peeking” under Alan’s kilt was pure dead brilliant? I sure did.

xCC