A change in perspective…

Hey, y’all. The past few weeks, we have had a cold running rampant in our house. My littles fell like dominoes, one after the other. Brian and I held strong until Friday afternoon (cue piano: dun, dun, duuuun…) Brian came home early, Red Flag #1, and we all watched a movie together. After it was over, the girls were starving, Brian wasn’t. Red flag #2. Saturday morning rolled around, and he slept in instead of mowing….RED ALERT! RED ALERT!! Shields up! Computer, enter survival mode.  (Yes. That is a Star Trek reference. And, yes. I am that nerdy.)

Taking stock of the situation, I knew all plans for the weekend were out the window. We were going to have to shelve the projects and to do lists, delay the errands, and miss out on our special treats. I don’t know about you, but I don’t do well with losing an entire weekend. My weekends are when I am the most productive. Homeschooling is my full-time job during the week. The weekends are when I get to embrace my other roles of wife, homemaker, blogger, friend, etc. I am ashamed to say the grumps set in. My heart went from concerned wife and empathetic mother to grumbling Israelite in 0.5 seconds, y’all! It’s embarrassing how quickly we fall into the pattern of grumbling and complaining. (I mean, really, I should have it together by now…)

Sadly, Sunday morning dawned with 4 of the 5 of us coughing and sneezing and sounding like a herd of seals barking.  We stayed home to avoid getting others sick. We decided early on that if we miss attending church we would still “do church” as a family. We usually say our prayers, read a bible story, and then lounge around in our pjs while we watch a “Gigi”, “Veggie Tale”, “Narnia”, etc..  Since the girls are getting older, we had the full worship experience (at their urging). This time, the girls were the “Praise Team” and led singing. We had graham cracker and apple prune juice communion. (It’s what we had). Brian read scripture. I led the prayers. It was a salve to my mama heart, and just the change of perspective I needed. It reminded me of the first time we watched “Narnia” together.

Liza, my middle daughter, is a very physical kid. Being one part Tigger, one part Dennis the Menace, and one part Merida, she is cuddly, bouncy, wiggly, fearless, and never ever still.  She loves to watch movies, but is unable to stay in one spot the whole time. So, she roams around from seat to seat, rolls around on the floor, and usually at some point ends up on her head (a la Robin Williams in Mork and Mindy)

The first time she saw The Chronicles of Narnia: the Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe, she was mostly on her head, or playing gymnastics on the floor. But, y’all, when Aslan showed up… She flipped off the couch and went and stood in front of the TV with her freckled little face lifted up and shining with awe and wonder.  She couldn’t seem to look away. Standing there for the entire scene, she was held captive by the image of a mighty lion. I was reminded of the Psalm:

But you, Lord, are a shield around me,

My glory, and the one who lifts up my head. Psalm 3:3

Sometimes we just need to have our world flipped back right-side-up and to have our Father lift our heads. However you need to shift your perspective, I urge you to try it. Lift your eyes to the one who can save you.

Then they set out from Mount Hor by way of the Red Sea to bypass the land of Edom, but the people became impatient because of the journey. The people spoke against God and Moses: “Why have you led us up from Egypt to die in the wilderness? There is no bread or water, and we detest this wretched food!” Then the Lord sent poisonous snakes among the people, and they bit them so that many Israelites died. The people then came to Moses and said, “We have sinned by speaking against the Lord and against you. Intercede with the Lord so that he will take the snakes away from us.” And Moses interceded for the people. Then the Lord said to Moses, “Make a snake image and mount it on a pole. When anyone who is bitten looks at it, he will recover.” So Moses make a bronze snake and mounted it on a pole. Whenever someone was bitten, and he looked at the bronze snake, he recovered. Numbers 21:4-9

I don’t know about you, but I will confess right now: I get too busy trying to deal with all the “snakes” in my life to pay close attention to the present moment. I often have multiple plates spinning at once, and am pouring a lot of energy into keeping them up. I feel as if I’m slowly dying from the poisons of stress and worry. But, I think we can learn something from my sweet little bundle of never-ending energy. When God shows His face, y’all, we need to pay attention! Lift your eyes up to Him, and He will right your world.





Talk to me...