Saturday, January 10, 2009
Praise the Jesus!
O.k. so it's almost midnight and for the last three nights my amount of r.m. has been very limited. This last week has been a challenging week on my daughters. First of all my oldest has been learning a new pom routine and has felt that any move she makes is not good enougth for the one who made up the routine. One morning it was so bad that Ciara was chewed out in quite drama queen fashion in front of the whole squad. I am not one of those moms who believes that their kids are perfect and know that Ciara probably needed to work on her arms. However that being said, she has been belittled to a point that is hard for me to accept. We had been up two nights holding each move and checking her arms to make 'her' happy. So then Ciara went to practice, worked so hard and then asked if she had improved. I won't go into detail but pretty much was told maybe a little but you're still sloppy. So Thursday night as I tried to close my eyes to go to sleep, I began praying for insight into how to help Ciara. And for some reason I felt impressed to make muffins for the whole pom team. O.K. I'm sure you're asking yourself, "what does muffins have to do with anything?". But how many times in scripture do we read of Jesus telling those he loved as well as those who needed Him to "break bread" with him. So @ o'dark early (remember she has practice @ 7:00 a.m. every morning) I began making muffins. Ciara made it through the routine last night and might I say she looked awesome!! Her father even commented on how Ciara seemed to really stand out. She commented last night how nice the muffins were and how the girls really appreciated them. Did it fix the pain/problem? Maybe not but it gave the girls a chance to stop, take their minds off of straight arms and on to sitting down and being together as a team.
O.K., now on to Schylar. She has been very much being a loner lately with a lot of the girls that she used to be so close to doing things that she does not believe in. PTL that she stands strong but many times that means standing alone as well. So last night after the game she gets invited over to spend the night with four girls. Needless to say it did not go well. She was made fun of for not being developed yet and the girls also chose to do some things that Sky finds appauling. She said she was ready to walk home about 1:00 this morning. I made it very clear to remember that no matter what, I am always a call away and would have been honored to have come and picked her up. And Schylar being Schylar chose not to talk to me about this all day until tonight. The minute she got home this morning I knew something was wrong but always got the same answer, "I'm fine". Then tonight she comes upstairs in tears asking why she is like she is. I reminded her to not get her self worth from three girls that are making bad choices and to find herself in her creator. And as I sat there telling her all of this, my stomach is churning. We talked about opening her eyes to friends outside of her usual circle of friends. Then we prayed. Would someone please tell me why I waited to pray at the end of this talk instead of the beginning? Well my girl went down to bed and was back up in less than 10 minutes just to let me know... she felt like she was wrapped in Gods arms and was going to be just fine. So a very tired Mom opens her mouth and out comes "Praise the Jesus"!