So I’ve been quiet lately. Couple of reasons for that. The first is that school started 2 weeks ago. We had to soak up every minute of fun we could, and get geared up for school, and there’s just no time for writing when that’s happening. The second is that I have some things swirling around in my brain that are just so…BIG…and…confounding…that I just don’t quite know how to give them words on paper. Spoken words, I can do that just fine, because other people help me process… But written down. Well, humph.
So I’m just gonna start writing.
There’s a war on. One that I hardly ever think about. It’s the one that the Bible talks about when it talks about the enemy of our souls as a “roaring lion, seeking whom he may devour.” And for sure, he’s seeking to devour me, and you… But it hit me hard this summer that he’s seeking to devour my kids, too…
So I’m specifically thinking about my girls here.
Because there are lies that are so interwoven into the fabric of our culture, that I’m not even sure he has to seek anymore to devour the girls who grow up in it. I think the lies just completely eat them alive.
Lies like,
You’re only as good as you look
Your #1 goal is to be sexy
Fat is gross
Different is bad
You’re only worth something if you have a boyfriend
You’ve gotta have the latest & greatest or you suck
And so on (I bet you could add a few to this list, huh?)….
And I’m overwhelmed at the thought that as parents who want to raise girls who absolutely LOVE the Lord, heart, mind, soul, strength, we have to prepare them to FIGHT the current of culture that is coming at them like water from a fire hose. And we have to prepare them to not just walk against it, but to STAND TALL as they walk. To wear the badge of Christ proudly.
So, Chris and I are making some changes around here. I’ll write more about that later. I can tell you the TV is getting moved to our bedroom. The lies that thing tells makes me want to weep. But that’s for another day…
Father, all I can do is beg for wisdom. I don’t want to see the pumpkins chewed up and spit out like so many precious kids are in our culture…I don’t want them to know the pain my heart felt so often, feels still, because I chose, and still choose, to believe the lies that this culture, this world, tells me, instead of believing the absolute truth of Your Word. Mercy, Father, mercy…
2 comments:
Really interesting post, thanks for writing it. Really making me think. Keen to hear about some of the changes you'll make!
Thanks, Samantha! So sorry to have been so long getting back to you. We've been out for the holiday, and celebrating my oldest's 8th (gasp!) birthday, so I just saw that you posted.
Have so many more thoughts about culture & my kiddos swirling around in my head. Hope to get them out soon.
Excited to explore more of your blog - keep writing! Blessings!
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