Its a brisk negative something or rather out here in the Northern Maine woods town. But inside its warm and my heart is so full already. Its only 8:10am and Noah just left for school but that little boy blessed me so much in the hour I spent with him before sending him out into the cold world.
Our morning routine is the same pretty much every day because as most of you know I have some special boys, as I like to call them. They require us to be very routine oriented and not so lax with them in every area of there life. Man is that hard! Another blog perhaps...anyway, this morning Noah was feeding our puppy Harvey doodle our labradoodle. I could see this very focused pondering look on Noah face. He looks up at me and says, " mom, when we say stupid or I'm gonna punch you or your mean we are using the enemies weapons and he wins against our King." The look on my face must have been priceless. It was one of shock, joy, wonder and delight. I told him he was absolutely right and asked him where he had heard that he proceeded to tell me Ms. Debbie, me, daddy and the dream God showed him last night. Oh my heart is so abundantly full while I type and listening to the new Jesus culture album is helping just a bit too. I went on and asked Noah about his dream and he said, " God walked with him in his dream and told him to not let the devil win and that Jesus is the winner King." YEAH YEAH YEAH Why am I so happy you may ask? I am so overjoyed that I have proof my son is listening. When I talk to him about his behavior and how it goes against the Word of God, which is our instruction book just like his new DS games instruction book tells him how to work his games, we are to listen and act out what we are told.
Sometimes...well...a lot of the time with the special boys I have its very hard to gauge what they hear and retain. they have 1 focus and its not just my boys its boys in general. They just want instant gratification and pleasure. And the media, electronics push and quite honestly the hypocrisy in christian parenting now doesn't help. I am guilty of all of the above! I allow them to watch tv, they have DS's, a Wii and an IPad and I am the first to say that I take the easy road a lot of the time and not fully follow the blue print God has laid out in his word for how we are to parent our children as Christians. I can say however, that I am conscious of this pattern and am taking steps to not be a hypocrite in my house. God has called Dave and I to " Train our children in the way they should go and when they get old they will not depart from it. Proverbs 22:6"
Before the moment vanished this morning I asked Noah to pray for his day. I adore his prayers. I wish I could record every single one and play them over and over because the seeping, infectious innocence is so pure and fresh. Working with teens I know whats ahead for that innocence and the war that will begin to take place for it. So preserving it is my hearts cry. He asked me if we could pray together and put on his armor. ANOTHER VICTORY! He hears me when I talk about the armor!! So, in true boy fashion, he had to get up from his breakfast chair and make super hero noises putting on his helmet of salvation, his breast plate of righteousness, I then tried to do the sword but he stopped me and proclaimed, " NO NO that goes last. Its the best one!" so I proceeded with the belt and the shoes and THEN the moment his little being was waiting for. He put one foot back, with this shielded arm in front of him and his helmeted head held high we said the sword of the spirit together and he made this noise like a sword coming out of a sheath. And he waved his pretend sword in the air. He looked at me and said, " I'm ready to go to battle mommy."
Today..." It is well with my soul"
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