Showing posts with label Control. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Control. Show all posts

A Last Straw Lesson (+ Book Give-Away!)

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“God is concerned with your attitude and your obedience.”
“Become skilled at staying calm and looking for Christ.”


The Letter

Two weeks ago, this was my Facebook status update:

Arrived home to an anonymous letter of complaint written "out of care and concern." Silly me for thinking "care and concern" might involve a face-to-face conversation...and maybe even a hug. Guess true "care and concern" involves kicking someone when they're down...in the dark.

Unfortunately, I didn’t stick around long enough to read the 48 wise, supportive comments that soon followed.

Instead of choosing to Let. It. Go., I opted to “let it all out.”


The Books

The anonymous letter criticized me for having a particular book in my classroom. So I acted on my initial impulse by jumping in my car, driving to my classroom, and loading up every single book.

From all 25 bookshelves.

As I packed up my books, I sobbed my heart out about

  • Anonymous’s insensitivity.
  • The injustice of such a thing happening to me. Now, of all times.
  • The relentless barrage of criticisms I hear as a teacher. And the scarcity of “atta girl”s.

The next morning, when I told Daniel what I'd done, he was peeved. “You let them win! What did you do that for?”

“It made me feel better!” was my only defense.

After he left for work, I added, “Unsupportive husband” to my list of woes.


The Justifications

Yes, I was exhausted when I read the letter. I’d just come home from spending the weekend with my family, making end-of-life decisions about my mother.

And yes, to some degree, the books were symbolic of my mother. A reading specialist, she taught me and my children how to read. And only hours before, my brother and father and I had discussed inviting guests to bring favorite children’s books to Mother’s memorial service.

So yes, Anonymous’s “love note” was the proverbial last straw.


The Choices

But in the days that followed, I felt dismayed by my rash response to a piece of paper with a bit of ink.

Over the last few years, God’s been teaching me how to be less of an Anxiety Girl and more of a peace-and-contentment kinda gal.

I was disconcerted by quickly Anxiety Girl had shown up and taken over.

So I finally asked Him how I’d contributed to that last straw. And He lovingly but accurately reminded me that

  • I’d pre-determined to skip the airplane snacks. But once aboard, when the honey-roasted peanuts were offered, I suddenly said, “Sure!”
  • I’d planned to content myself with hotel coffee. But after landing at ONT, my first stop was Starbucks for a tall extra whipped cream mocha and a slice of lemon pound cake (which I don’t even like, but they were out of cranberry scones.)
  • I’d checked our family budget and discovered that my next new clothes purchase would be late July. But before arriving at my parents’ house, I’d stopped at not one, not two, but three Dress Barn stores.


The Issue

Stay with me, now.

The issue here is neither food nor funds.

The issue is that I said “yes” to a self-ish desire when I’d already been convicted to say “no.”

I’d planned to say “no.”

But when the test of character came, I said, “Yes!” without hesitation.


The Lesson

My rash response to Anonymous’s letter was the direct result of all the little yes-to-self choices I’d made in the days prior.

Had I obeyed God instead of my own cravings, I would have increased my skill at “staying calm and looking for Christ.”

Instead, I increased my skill at staying self-ish and looking for excuses to match my baditude.

I say this not to beat myself up but to cement the cause-and-effect relationship between seemingly unrelated choices.

The best defense against circumstances outside of my control is a healthy dose of self-control.

Even–or perhaps especially!–when it comes to the seemingly small choices.


This week, I'm giving away a copy of Holley Gerth's new book You're Made for a God-Sized Dream. To enter, simply leave a comment here on the blog!

Your Turn!

  • What have you learned from a "let it all out" (vs. Let. It. Go.) experience?
  • How important do "small choices" seem in your daily life?
  • When you feel like losing control, how do you stay calm and exercise self-control?
  • Anything else on your heart!

I’ve been a Controller since the Cradle


A high school friend recently tagged me in this photo on Facebook.
I showed Daniel and he said, “Oh, you were so cute!”
My first thought, however, was “Oh. My. Goodness. I didn’t realize it started that long ago!”
“It” being my tendency to control.
Can’t you just hear my body language shouting, “I am playing with this doll stroller, and I’m not sharing!”
Notice the diaper bag slung strategically cross-wise over my body so that nobody can even think about taking it from me?
See that determined jaw-set and “my-way-or-the-high-way” smolder in those eyes?
I’m not sure whether to be relieved that my controlling tendencies aren’t something I concocted in high school or dismayed that they’ve been with me since birth!
I’m participating in the Online Bible Study of Karen Ehman‘s Let. It. Go.: How to Stop Running the Show and Start Walking in Faith. Over the last year, God’s been opening my eyes to the myriad ways I attempt to protect myself through inappropriate control of people and circumstances. My hope is to keep learning and surrendering.
After all, my so-called “control” is nothing but an illusion in the first place. But oh, the time, energy, and emotion I’ve poured into trying to make it real!
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Your Turn:

  • In what way(s) do you wrestle with control issues?
  • When you look back at childhood photos, what do you see that surprises you…or doesn’t surprise you?
  • Anything else on your heart!

My #1 Life Mistake (in 25 words)


My dad always says,

"Our job is obedience. God's is results."



When I'm feeling stressed, 

disappointed,

or driven,

it's because 

I'm trying to swap jobs.




Your Turn:
  • When do you find yourself trying to produce results and hoping God will  “obey” your plans?
  • What helps you get back on track?
  • Anything else on your heart!




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1 Question to De-Crazy Your Calendar

During November and December, I'll be studying hope. I'll be sharing what I learn here, in a series called "Hope for the Holidays and Everydays". This week, I'm giving away a copy of Karen Ehman's new book LET. IT. GO.: How to Stop Running the Show and Start Walking in Faith.  

I'd LOVE your input on the cover and title of my upcoming eBook based on May's The PURSE-onality Challenge!  If you take this short survey, the final question invites you to leave your name & e-mail address so I can send you a FREE copy of the eBook when it's done!


LET. IT. GO.

I think I’ll just skip LET. IT. GO. Chapter 7: “When Your Schedule Screams (and You Want to Scream, Too).”


I mean, really: what could I possibly need to learn about schedules or screaming?

  • Just because I once fit a dog show, birthday party, and sewing lessons in the same calendar square...
  • Just because my daily schedule relies on every person, vehicle, and piece of technology working flawlessly…
  • Just because I get a surge of adrenalin every time I check something off my list…

Karen admits:

I often clog up any calendar white space with even more to-dos.… A hefty chunk of the reason is that in being in control of my time, I can influence others’ opinions of me.… And let’s face it, women who have control of the clock are viewed as confident and capable.

I recognize that craving such an outward appearance is utterly prideful. The Spirit reminds me to find my identity in Christ, not in a facade of capability and certainly not in others’ opinions of me.…

And she asks:

When our schedules scream, must we always shout back?  What if we stepped off the treadmill of life long enough to do a little evaluation, deciding whether the problem lies in the speed to which we’ve cranked the machine’s dial and the incline we’ve set for the climb?”


The Truth About My Priorities

In October, I borrowed a phrase from Proverbs 31 Ministries and defined “a holiday-ready heart” as one that causes me to be “a woman whose love protects.” 

Now that the holidays are upon us, the #1 question I have to ask is this:

Am I making accomplishments or people my priority?

And it’s a hard question, at least for me.


The Truth About Multi-Tasking

I pride myself in my ability to multi-task.  

(No, I’m not going to discuss the research that says we really don’t multi-task; we just toggle back-and-forth between tasks. Whatever you want to call it, I’m good at it!)

But multi-tasking only works for tasks.

Multi-tasking does not work in relationships.

In fact, multi-tasking is one of the most subtle destroyers of intimacy. 


The Truth About Intimacy

Intimacy.  

Into-me-see. 

Those closet to me -- my husband, my children, my family, my friends -- can’t see into me if I’m a a perpetual motion machine.

Oh, my whirling dervish of multi-tasking act may impress the masses!

But it alienates me from those with whom God has called me to connect.

To love. 


The Truth About My Schedule

I won’t deny that I pack my schedule full because I love impressing other people. There’s plenty of self-ish truth there.

But a far more honest explanation for my crammed calendar is that I like doing things I can do well.

And I can do almost anything well, as long as it doesn’t involve love.

  • Love is messy.
  • Love is time-consuming.
  • Love is unpredictable.
  • Love is inconvenient.
  • Love is vulnerable.
  • Love is demanding.
  • Love is frustrating.

And if I’m going to do something messy, time-consuming, unpredictable, inconvenient, vulnerable, demanding, and frustrating then I want some sort of end product to show for all my efforts, thank you very much!

  • Let me show you the wall full of dog showing ribbons, rosettes, and the championship certificate!
  • Let me show you the photo album of photos from that amazingly planned-and-executed birthday party!
  • Let me show you the pillow case and shorts I taught eight people to sew in 3 hours or less!


The Truth About Love

My testimony begins, “Once upon a time, there was a little girl who wanted to be good...good enough to be loved.”

I have always associated accomplishments with worthiness for love.

But when I slow down long enough to just “hang out” with my family and friends, they are far happier than when I’m checking things off my lists.

When I quit doing and start “being” with them, their response is “finally!” as if they’ve been waiting for me to simply show up.

When I listen in the moment, without rewinding the past or projecting the future, they feel connected.

And now these three remain:
faith, hope, and love.
But the greatest of these is love.
1 Corinthians 13:13

The greatest thing I will ever “do” is love.

So I am learning to filter each schedule item, each To Do List task, each calendar event through this question:

Will this make accomplishments or people my priority?

Accomplishments that block or break relationships must be re-evaluated.

Only those that facilitate loving relationships with people are tasks that God is calling me to do. 




Your Turn:
  • Do you tend to be a multi-tasker?  How do you do at setting tasks aside when it's time to focus on relationships?
  • When your schedule gets over-full, what's the main reason?
  • How does your calendar look for the next month? 
  • Anything else on your heart!


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7 Signs It’s Family Council Time


During November and December, I'll be studying hope. I'll be sharing what I learn here, in a series called "Hope for the Holidays and Everydays". This week, I'm giving away a copy of Karen Ehman's new book LET. IT. GO.: How to Stop Running the Show and Start Walking in Faith.  

I'd LOVE your input on the cover and title of my upcoming eBook based on May's The PURSE-onality Challenge!  If you take this short survey, the final question invites you to leave your name & e-mail address so I can send you a FREE copy of the eBook when it's done!


The Extension Cord Calamity

Not again!

Another broken elliptical?

But this one is less than a year old!

Just as I start to panic, I notice a key detail: the cord is not plugged in. 

Confused, I step off to plug in the elliptical, only to discover that the cord is too short.

Suddenly, everything makes sense.

Flooding with anger, I stomp into the house.

I yank the orange extension cord out of the outlet in my child’s room, unplug their laptop from it, and stomp back out to the garage.

There’s nothing wrong with the elliptical.

But there is something wrong with adult children who come home and “borrow” my extension cord without asking!

Five minutes into exercising, I’ve calmed down enough to feel foolish.

An extension cord gets “borrowed” every time they come home for a vacation.

Every time, I get angry.

But I never do anything -- before, during, or after one of their visits -- to solve my problem.


LET. IT. GO.

As I said yesterday, I’ve read Chapter 6 of LET. IT. GO. -- “Hovering Over the Home” -- several times so that the lessons will sink in. 

In a section titled “House Rules in a Hushed Voice,” Karen says:

We need to review the ground rules (or lack thereof) in our homes. We must determine whether they are unreasonable or unfair. 

  • Does everyone understand them?  
  • Are any rules over the top and unnecessary, thereby showing our ugly roots of over-control?  
  • Are we enforcing the rules in an atmosphere of counsel and soft answers or in an environment of combat and criticism?
And she recommends a family summit to discuss each member’s expectations in each area of the house. 

This, I realize, is exactly what we need to do. 


7 Signs It’s Family Council Time

Our family is at the empty (but occasionally-refilling) nest stage. 

Jonathon’s in his sophomore year of college, and Annemarie’s a senior. They come home for vacations. Jonathon was home all last summer, and Annemarie was back for several weekends and a full week. 

Behaviors I accepted from them as high school students (such as sleeping in on weekends) irritate me to no end now that they are young adults. 

And new behaviors have cropped up (such as making late-night noise that wakes me from sound sleep) for which I was unprepared.

As Daniel and I have tried to figure out “what’s going wrong,” we realize that our #1 issue is denial. We find it incomprehensible that our kids act so differently than we did when we were their age. And we keep expecting them to “snap out of it.”

So here are seven signs that I’m just now recognizing -- most in hindsight -- that tell me we’re long-overdue for a sit-down meeting to open up dialogue about what we each want, need, and expect in our home:

1. I find myself making excuses for the behavior so that each time it occurs, it seems reasonable for that specific circumstance.

2. I find myself resenting the behavior but not knowing how to address it since it’s happened so much by now.

3. I realize that I would not accept such behavior from a stranger or guest because it goes against my family values in some way.

4. I’ve started “dropping hints” and/or “taking pot-shots” about the behavior. The atmosphere in the house suffers, but the behavior goes unchanged.

5. I complain to other people who (a) aren’t involved in the situation and (b) can’t help change the situation. I may even be violating family confidentiality because I’ve just got to "vent".

6. My quality of life is compromised to some degree as a result of the behavior. I may try to tell myself that “it’s no big deal” but the cumulative effect makes it bigger every day.

7. My family has moved into a new season of life but is still living by the “rules” of the last season (or perhaps even 2-3 seasons ago!)

A benediction for our family council this week -- and for everyone's family time this Thanksgiving Day!

My your unfailing love rest upon us, O Lord,
even as we put our hope in you.
Psalm 33:22


Your Turn:
  • Does your family have regular family councils?  Why or why not?  
  • How explicit or implicit are the “rules” in your house?  How are they communicated?
  • Has your family moved into a new season of life?  How are you adapting the “rules” to meet the needs of this new stage?  
  • Anything else on your heart!


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