The Flame Within

"All Scripture is inspired by God and profitable for teaching, for reproof, for correction, for training in righteousness; so that the man of God may be adequate, equipped for every good work." 2 Timothy 3:16-17

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    I’m frustrated.

    You thinking… Wow… Not like Crystal to blog about something negative or out of frustration?

    Let me clarify: I’m not saying I never feel negative or frustrated, just ask my husband and children.

    However, right now I have a bone to pick.

    Usually, I decide to wait until my frustration passes but right now… This is a “Jesus turns over the table in the temple” kind of moment. My husband has been in China for almost three weeks and will remain there for three more weeks. I am a mother of four children ranging from 11 – 1, not to mention a graduate student perusing a degree in counseling, and this is the LONGEST I have ever been away from my best friend and help mate. Needless to say… I’m missing him like crazy, feeling terribly lonely, and not getting the regular breaks my husband blesses me with. Since he left, I have had a few bad moments as a mother, I have cried a few tears, but all in all I’m hanging in there. Simply, trying to make the best.

    Well, if you care to proceed… Here’s my soap box saga for tonight.

    I’m sick of “certain “people dogging mothers.

    A recent article I saw was something like, “Hey, that mother with the iPhone, put down your phone and swing your Kid.” Revealing a picture with a mom pushing her baby in a park swing and looking at her iPhone.

    SERIOUSLY?

    How in anyway is this uplifting, encouraging, or helpful?

    Hey, is the baby taken care, is the mother beating her child, is there any obvious signs of neglect surrounding the child?

    You know what I say, and I don’t ever say this… I say “Shut-Up!”

    (Sorry – for the current day profanity that was not profanity when I was brought up.)

    Give mothers a break! Stop looking for “something”…. “anything” to criticize.

    Do you know how many children would love for their mothers to take them to the park and push them in the swing?

    So what? The mother is multi-tasking… I’m certainly guilty of that.

    Another article I read tonight that I found infuriating was titled… “The Worst Trend Ever”.

    This article talked about how mothers are starting to post funny stories about their failures as a parent and how we need to take our sin more seriously! Mother’s shouldn’t admit failures but take them to God and take them seriously before the throne.

    The worst trend ever?

    Really?

    I think not!

    I think the big holes through the earlobe, the over abundance of meth labs, women showing EVERY part of their skin, sagging britches, and of course the mullet were TERRIBLE trends.

    How is it that mothers being authentic and genuine in the face of their friends and mentors is the WORST trend?

    How does the author of this article know the heart of “all” the mothers she’s writing about and their Facebook posts? As for me… I take my sin “very” seriously! (I admit it… I yelled at my child tonight… While preparing them “boxed” macaroni and cheese for dinner. I lost my temper… I actually made my son cry.).

    However… Guess what else I did. I called my little boy down the stairs, sat him on my lap, squeezed him tight and I cried with him. I did… I told him I was soooo sorry. I ask him to forgive me. I asked God in front of him to forgive me and help me to be a better and more patient mother. I had taken away his swimming privileges… And guess what? I extended that naughty little boy grace and I still took him swimming, even when he didn’t deserve it. Just like Christ continually extends grace to me.

    Guess what else I did? I read to, laughed… hugged… kissed… sang… prayed… encouraged… and loved my children.

    Lord, help me! (No, I’m not taking the Lord’s name in vain for those of you “thinking” bad of me.). I’m actually praying!

    Here’s the heart of the matter.

    There are some SUPER terrible mothers out there.

    STOP… STOP… STOP… Putting down the good ones, the ones who are willing to admit their weaknesses in order to become better moms.

    The ones who get off their butts (Oh, sorry… I forgot, I’m a Christian, apparently I’m not allowed to say butt.) and actually take their kids to the park and gently push their baby in the swing. (Even if they are on their iPhone)

    STOP… STOP… STOP… Putting down the moms who can openly admit their frailties (You know… the ones who don’t beat their children to a pulp and actually love… care… and provide for their child’s needs)

    DO… DO… DO… Let mothers be human. Allow them to make a few mistakes (without additional ridicule).

    DO… DO… DO… Encourage mothers who give every ounce of their energy…and prayers to their children.

    So what? Moms sometimes post stories about their failures and maybe add a bit of humor.

    So what? Moms are realizing that all mothers aren’t perfect!

    Back in the day… People went outside more. They mingled with their neighbors. The older women spent time teaching the younger ones. Now… We have the Internet. Now… Younger moms have few helpers and mothering role models. We no longer hang out with fellow friends on our block. We no longer look for ways we can help the struggling mother with four children.

    Now… Society has provided another resource for mothers…albeit not nearly a suitable substitute to warm and caring human bodies extending a helping hand in love. Society has offered mothers social media sites such as Facebook.

    Philippians 4:19, “And my God will meet all your needs according to the riches of his glory in Christ Jesus.”

    Could it be that God is meeting the needs of mothers through this present day venue?

    Do we help young mothers… Or do we sit back and judge?

    We refuse to offer a helping hand… A word of encouragement. A sit down over hot tea to pray for strength and wisdom.

    Guess what?

    None of us will EVER be perfect on Earth.

    Guess what?

    Your a mom.

    Guess what?

    God loves you!

    He sees your heart and knows the time and energy you exert while raising your children.

    I feel better now!

    Blessings,

    Crystal

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    Everyone has bad days.
    Today was one of my “bad days”.
    I opened my eyes and felt the nasty pang “I’m going to cry!”
    Went to church… All in attempt to serve God… And feel better.
    Yet… I escaped to the ladies room to secretly wipe away the unwanted drops of emotion.
    The last thing I wanted was for people to see my vulnerability.

    You see… We live in a world of “individuality”.
    We’re Americans.
    We’re strong… Independent.
    We’re Christians.
    We’re strong… Independent.

    We’re taught to smile and nod.
    Never show weakness.
    Never give in to defeat.
    We need nothing or no one.
    We’re never to ask for help.

    We’re told to put a smile on our face.
    To strive for more.
    This need for more…
    Leaves us lonely.
    Reaching for empty securities.

    What happened to the good old days.
    The Andy Griffith kind of days.
    Mingling in the streets.
    Neighbors helping neighbors.
    Singing to a softly strumming guitar on the neighbor’s white picketed porch.

    Maybe I’m discontent.
    Attempting to attain an unreachable level of friendliness.
    I yearn for simplicity.
    Drinking lemonade in the shade.
    Swimming in the ole’ creek bed.

    Today feels so complicated.
    Can’t say anything.
    For the fear of offending another.
    Can’t do anything.
    For the fear of being judged.

    Simple… Lemonade kind of days.
    Are they too much to ask for?
    Maybe… I’m longing for Heaven.
    Desiring the “belongingness” of my Heavenly home.
    To be in the God’s Holy presence.

    For now…
    I’ll take time to drink “sugary” lemonade.
    I’ll rest in the shade with my family.
    Scripture in hand…
    I’ll take time to soak in the pleasantries of the gift of life.

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    18 years ago my husband, then boyfriend carved (R + C) into this bench at the park, he was 16 years old. This picture speaks a thousand words. We fell in love 18 years ago. Our sweet daughter, (fourth child and final edition) almost two years old, has no understanding of the initials carved into the wood in front of her. One day she will understand the full meaning and I’m certain she’ll cherish this picture. Everyday I send a big thank you up to Heaven for “our” love story. God wrote our story and it is beautiful!

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    Burning the midnight oil.

    Missing my best friend… my soul mate.

    Call me a sap,

    That’s okay.

    I am in love.

    I’ve been in love for over half my 35 years of living… to the same person.

    Seventeen years young… He secretly held my hand.

    My heart still hasn’t stopped beating.

    Still gives me butterflies in my stomach.

    Still makes me smile.

    Still makes me laugh.

    Still makes me feel beautiful… wanted… needed.

    In his arms… I feel heaven on Earth.

    A warmth… a belonging… a sense that all is right with the world.

    Call it an achievement…

    Happily married… 13 years… and four kids.

    I can’t get enough of my lover and my friend.

    Tonight…I sit at the kitchen table.

    Longing for my lover.

    On the other side of the world.

    He works long days… to provide for our family.

    Six weeks… Seems like an eternity.

    Until we’re in each others arms…

    I’ll wait in eager anticipation.

    Longing… Waiting… Desiring…

    The love of my life.

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    We drove all day yesterday and returned to our home sweet home at 7:30 p.m. We had an amazing vacation and I can’t stop praising The Lord for the wonderful memories we made as a family. Leaving the ocean was hard! When I’m standing next to the ocean with my family, watching the sunset, God feels so close. I feel His awesome power as I stand next to an almighty ocean. My heart experiences a peace that surpasses all understanding, standing there hand in hand with my helpmate and my sweet little kids. I’m reminded of the blessings in my life! I’m reminded of why I live to please my Father! I’m reminded of His goodness! I’m reminded of the Giver of life!

    Thanking God today for the gift of His Son, my life, husband, children, family, friends, and His beautiful aesthetic creation! My heart is filled to overflowing!

    Blessings,

    Crystal

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    I look in their faces… No matter how hard I try I can’t see their hearts.

    So many people… So many souls.

    Their eyes are a window into their souls.

    Usually… I can read the emotions of the eyes.

    In their eyes, I can see anger… Fear… Sadness… Joy.

    I can’t see “why” their feeling, what their feeling.

    No matter, how hard I try I can’t “know” their hearts.

    So many people… Only one Holy God.

    How can God know each and every single human heart.

    How is it He truly cares for me… For you… For all the souls on this Earth.

    Again… I don’t know how He does it!

    I just know… “I’m glad He does!”

    I pray… Lord, “Teach me to be a counselor.

    A Godly… Understanding… Encouraging… Loving counselor.

    Give me a supernatural understanding through Your Holy Spirit.

    Help me to love your people… In a Godly and unconditional way.

    Help me to look beyond their quirkiness…

    To “truly” see a glimpse into their heart…

    Give me an understanding of their spiritual condition…

    Guidance to speak your words… Into their spirits.

    Lord… When your people sit before me… Yearning for “healing”…

    Speak through me… Speak into their hearts!

    Lord… Help me… To help them…

    Live a victorious life, through an intimate relationship with you, their Almighty Counselor.”

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    Together we stroll…
    Her tiny hand, holds on tight.
    Walking beside the ocean, she giggles as each wave catches her feet.
    Her stature tiny, in comparison to the vast… powerful body of water.
    Yet, she’s not afraid.
    She is filled with giddiness.
    Together we sit, staring out at the sea.
    The two of us watch as the Seagulls soar above.
    Once again, we stand.
    Holding hands we continue our walk alongside the beach.

    I long for her to know Christ’s love.
    I desire for her to feel the loving presence of the Holy Spirit.
    I want her to fully grasp how deep and wide the Father’s love is for her!
    Her favorite song escapes my lips,

    “Jesus, loves me, this I know. For the Bible tells me so. Little ones to Him belong, they are weak but, He is strong. Yes, Jesus loves me. Yes, Jesus loves me. Yes, Jesus loves me. The Bible tells me so!”

    She sings along, the sound of her little girl voice harmonizes with the sea.
    Emotions fill my soul.
    Love… Unconditional love.
    Joy… Pure joy.
    Peace… Calming peace.
    Gratefulness… Praising God for the blessing of my little girl.

    I pick her up… Her two year old body squeals in excitement.
    I want nothing more for her to comprehend the depth of my love for her.
    I look into her big blue eyes and whisper…

    “Caroline… Look at mommy!” She looks into my heart. Tears of joy fall off my cheeks and return to the ocean. “Mommy, loves you so much!”

    Just shy of two years old, she has a supernatural understanding.
    She looks up at me… Rubs my hair… Looks into my big blue eyes and say’s, “Loooooove you, mommy!”
    She rests her little head on my shoulder and gently hugs her momma.

    Suddenly… I’m in Heaven.

    I pray…

    “Lord, thank you for answering my heart’s desire for a daughter. Thank you for going above and beyond and blessing me with the sweetest little girl. You knew she was the perfect little girl for our family. Lord, forever freeze this moment in my heart and mind. Although I will always long for Heaven, I thank you for providing moments of “Heaven” on Earth. Thank you for the tiny glimpses and reminders of what awaits us in our Heavenly homes.”

  • Reasons We Love Our Dad

    *He spends time with us.
    *He makes us laugh.
    * He’s silly
    *Takes us sailing.
    *Does lots of fun things with us.
    *Goes to our school stuff.
    *Gives us hugs and does “motions” with us.
    *He plays with me.
    *Plays good music.
    *He encourages us and makes us feel special
    *He loves God
    *He teaches us about God

    Robert,
    You are the best husband and father. We are more than blessed to have you as our provider. We love you! Thank you for your hard work and desire to be the best daddy!

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  • This is revolved from a fellow blog friend. Her message is profound and one I feel everyone should hear. “Lessonsbyheart”

    lessonsbyheart's avatarLessons by Heart

    Barely making eye contact, Johanna* quickly looked past me as I entered the building and asked, “How are you?”

    Slowing down a bit, I responded, “I’m dying of cancer.”

    She never batted an eye. “Oh, that’s nice, dear.”

    Really?

    (I’m not dying of cancer – just so you know!)

    This was part of an experiment I’ve been running, curious to see how people would respond. Most of the time, when folks ask “How are you?” they’re doing the “polite” thing. Very few actually give a rip.

    On the street, polite disinterest is to be expected. When I find the sense of “don’t bother me with the details, just give me the standard answer” among my church family members, I am saddened. Because we have the “mind of Christ,” His tender-hearted care must be evident, one would think.

    My goal is to become genuine. Therefore, if I don’t care, I don’t…

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    The picture above is my friend Toni Christianson. She is one of several “true” sister friends, God has blessed me with.

    I’ve heard it said, “If you have one true friend, you are blessed.” I have been blessed with many wonderful “true” friends. Friends, who I can count on to lift me up before the Lord and whom I can encourage in their daily walk with The Lord.

    What is a “true” friend?

    Many of us have friends and acquaintances. Yet… Few or no “real” friends. You can be the most popular person in the world and still have no true friends. Hmmm???

    A friend loves at ALL times.
    Lifts you up before the throne in prayer.
    Lifts you up in midst of other people.
    “Never” tells your deepest secrets for self-gratification.
    Cherishes your good qualities.
    Forgives your mistakes and allows you to be human.
    Friends, pray with you.
    Friends trust you.
    They listen and withhold judgement.
    A friend will never speak negatively behind your back… Never!
    Their always willing to help you out in a pinch.
    Never lies to you.
    A friend really loves you… Is not afraid to tell you so.
    Respects your value system and convictions.
    A friend likes you for who you are.
    A friend accepts you just as you are.
    A friend really “likes” you. {This means they don’t complain about you or secretly think bad thoughts about you on a regular basis.}.

    What a friend is not.

    Easily angered.
    Unforgiving.
    Someone who’s willing to speak against you to other people.
    Someone who is overly critical.
    Someone who belittles you in the presence of others.
    Someone who gossips about you or to you.
    One who fails to lift you up to the Father.
    One who fails to lift you up in the presence of other people.

    Friends are genuine people, people who love you for your good qualities and your imperfections, accepts the person you are, someone close or far away who makes time for you, regularly encouraging, eager to take your hand and pray to the Father on your behalf, and lifts you up in prayer on a regular basis.

    Some people seem to know everyone and seem to know everything about everybody. However… This isn’t indicative of one who has “true” and “lasting” relationships.

    These relationships will leave you with little time and an inability to build and maintain life-long, contented, Godly friendships.

    Oh by the way, if you truly desire to have “real” and “uplifting” relationships, there is one important condition… Ready?

    You have to be a “real” friend. “True” and “genuine” friends are attracted to “true” and “genuine” friends!!!

    Proverbs 17:17, “A friend loves at all times.”

    John 15:13, “Greater love has no one but this, that he lay down his life for a friend.”

    God has been speaking truth into my heart about being a more genuine friend… A more genuine person. I think overall I’m a good friend, yet, I have so much more I need to work on in the area of friendship building. Most importantly, God is teaching me to talk more to Him, and to make Him my go-to person.

    It’s my prayers that this blog encouraged you to be a better friend and the process of building healthy and lasting friendships.

    Blessings, Crystal