My Challenge For the Day . . .

January 27th, 2010

Read this this morning and just wanted to share it with you too . . . Thought it was interesting what she said about a self-disciplined adult and a parent-disciplined child . . . Are we laying the groundwork  for that?  Just a challenge for me . . .  number one I think would be the hardest for me (will think about this.)  And number 15 I don’t agree with.  I believe in  teaching them to work at a young age.  It’s good for them to be given “commands” and have them do them.  Part of learning to obey . . .

Susanna Wesley’s 16 Rules of Parenthood

Susannah Wesley was the 25th child of twenty-five, and the mother of nineteen children,

including John and Charles Wesley. Through much adversity, she dedicated her

life to instilling a sense of Christian Destiny into each of her children. Her children went

on to change the world.

Here are 16 rules she laid down in her home.

1. Eating between meals not allowed.

2. As children they are to be in bed by 8 p.m.

3. They are required to take medicine without complaining.

4. Subdue self-will in a child, and those working together with God to save the child’s soul.

5. To teach a child to pray as soon as he can speak.

6. Require all to be still during Family Worship.

7. Give them nothing that they cry for, and only that when asked for politely.

8. To prevent lying, punish no fault which is first confessed and repented of.

9. Never allow a sinful act to go unpunished.

10. Never punish a child twice for a single offense.

11. Comment and reward good behavior.

12. Any attempt to please, even if poorly performed, should be commended.

13. Preserve property rights, even in smallest matters.

14. Strictly observe all promises.

15. Require no daughter to work before she can read well.

16. Teach children to fear the rod.

On Discipline

Susannah Wesley believed that for a child to grow into a self-disciplined adult, he/she must first be a

parent-disciplined child. To her, the stubborn flesh was the hardest battle for Christians to fight, and godly

parents would do well to equip their children to overcome it early. She writes:

“When the will of a child is totally subdued, and it is brought to revere and stand in awe of the parents,

then a great many childish follies … may be passed by. . . . I insist on the conquering of the will of children

betimes, because this is the only strong and rational foundation of a religious

education … when this is thoroughly done, then a child is capable of being

governed by reason and piety.”

One day one of her daughters wished to do something which was not

altogether bad, but which was not right. When she was told not to do it, she

was not convinced.

It was late and she and her mother were sitting beside a dead fire. Her

mother said to her: “Pick up that bit of coal.” “I don’t want to,” said the girl. “Go

on,” said her mother. “The fire is out, it won’t burn you.” “I know that,” said the

girl. “I know it won’t burn me but it will blacken my hands.” “Exactly,” said

Susannah Wesley. “That thing which you wish to do won’t burn, but it will blacken.

Leave it alone.”

Hold On . . . Till the Day Is Done and the Battle’s Won

January 22nd, 2010

I am a firm believer in the verse Romans 8:28 . . . I know I haven’t faced many hardships at all to speak of, but I have lived long enough to be rooted in Him and trust that the Almighty, All-knowing God has everything in control.  Yes, He gives us choices, and mankind  has made a mess of their lives to their devestation . . .  But I believe God has the whole picture . . . and I only a tiny, minuscule part.  I believe that all  things DO work together FOR GOOD to THEM THAT LOVE GOD and to them who are called ACCORDING TO HIS PURPOSE. Woe be it to those who aren’t on God’s side.

So what does all this pertain to in my life today?  This morning I was reading in Exodus 17  where the Israelites are going to battle against the Amalekites, and Moses says to Joshua, “Tomorrow, I will stand on the top of the hill with the rod of God in my hand.” And so it happens that when Moses held up his hand, Israel  prevailed,  and when he let it down their enemies prevailed.

In my life at the dawn of each  new day I purpose to stand at the top of the hill with he rod of God in my hand . . . and as long as I do, victory is attainable . . . but my hands, like Moses, become heavy . . . And yes, there is support.  There is a stone to sit on and helpers are holding up my arms . . .

. . . But sometimes I just get weary of all that it takes to keep going.  Why did God allow it to be this way? . . . Why can’t I have enough strength to stand and to keep my own arms up?  No one else could do Moses’ job.  No one else can really fill my roll as wife and mother to my husband and little Staufferites . . .

” . . . and his hands were steady till the going down of the sun.”  Moses held on and fought even though he was tired to the bone.  Till the day was done and the battle won, he keep “fighting” . . .

Eph.6:12 For we do not wrestle against flesh and blood, but against principalites, against powers, against the rulers of darkness of this age, against spiritual host of wickedness in the heavenly places.  Therefore take up the whole armor of God that ye may be able to withstand i the evil day and having done all to stand . . .

Ep. 6:16  says, “Above all, taking the shield of faith . . .

There’s too much at stake here . . . souls making choices that will affect their eternal destiny . . . I can not, I will not give in to weariness in the battle. . . I will not be lulled to sleep when there is a battle being fought and God is depending on my to do my part that no one else can do.

He’s given me little ones not to just fill my life with the happiness that children bring but to train for war against the evil one, to share with them Life Divine and the ways Satan tries to lull us to sleep or kill us, disquiet our peace, and make us anxious and fretful, make us a stumbling block to others or lax and undisciplined in things that matter most like keeping God number one and seeking His wisdom in EVERY thing, following His path straight and narrow path when it’s hard and rough . . . believing that God does see the Big Picture and trusting Him when I can’t make sense of my little, itsy, bitsy piece of it . . .

Genesis 15:1  “Do not be afraid, Abram Aimee, I am your shield, your exceedingly great reward.” When I was engaged I couldn’t wait to live life with my Fiance(Husband) that’s almost all I thought about.  God says that He is our exceedingly great reward . . . To spend the rest of our lives with Jesus . . . Yes, that will be the greatest reward I could ever want.  Exceedingly great!!!

How can I NOT hold on till the day is done and the battle’s won? . . . Hold on!


What Does Forgiveness Look Like?

December 23rd, 2009
Imagine this scene from a recent courtroom trial in South Africa:
A frail black woman stands slowly to her feet.  She is something over 70
years of age.  Facing her from across the room are several white
security police officers, one of whom, Mr. van der Broek, has just been
tried and found implicated in the murders of both the woman’s son and
her husband some years before.
It was indeed Mr. van der Broek, it has now been established, who
had come to the woman’s home a number of years back, taken her son, shot
him at point-blank range and then burned the young man’s body on a fire
while he and his officers partied nearby.
Several years later, van der Broek and his cohorts had returned
to take away her husband as well.  For many months she heard nothing of
his whereabouts.  Then, almost two years after her husband’s
disappearance, van der Broek came back to fetch the woman herself.  How
vividly she remembers that evening, going to a place beside a river
where she was shown her husband, bound and beaten, but still strong in
spirit, lying on a pile of wood.  The last words she heard from his lips
as the officers poured gasoline over his body and set him aflame were,
“Father, forgive them.”
And now the woman stands in the courtroom and listens to the
confessions offered by Mr. van der Broek.  A member of South Africa’s
Truth and Reconciliation Commission turns to her and asks, “So what do
you want?  How should justice be done to this man who has so brutally
destroyed your family?”
“I want three things,” begins the old woman, calmly, but
confidently.  ”I want first to be taken to the place where my husband’s
body was burned so that I can gather up the dust and give his remains a
decent burial.”
She pauses, then continues.  ”My husband and son were my only
family.  I want, secondly, therefore, for Mr. van der Broek to become my
son.  I would like for him to come twice a month to the ghetto and spend
a day with me so that I can pour out on him whatever love I still have
remaining within me.”
“And finally,” she says, “I want a third thing.  I would like Mr.
van der Broek to know that I offer him my forgiveness because Jesus
Christ died to forgive.  This was also the wish of my husband.  And so,
I would kindly ask someone to come to my side and lead me across the
courtroom so that I can take Mr. van der Broek in my arms, embrace him
and let him know that he is truly forgiven.”
As the court assistants come to lead the elderly woman across the
room, Mr. van der Broek, overwhelmed by what he has just heard, faints.
And as he does, those in the courtroom, friends, family, neighbors-all
victims of decades of oppression and injustice-begin to sing, softly,
but assuredly, “Amazing grace, how sweet the sound, that saved a wretch
like me.”

Inspired

December 18th, 2009

Was inspired today by this Daily Devotional. Just found this Proverbs 31 place and am blessed!!!

“When the people of the land come before the Lord at the appointed feasts, whoever enters by the north gate to worship is to go out the south gate; and whoever enters by the south gate is to go out the north gate. No one is to return through the gate by which he entered, but each is to go out the opposite gate.” Ezekiel 46:9 (NIV)

We are to go out and come back a DIFFERENT mom . . . :)   Love it!

Christmas Letter 2009

December 16th, 2009

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December 2009

For those of you who just might like to hear from us . . . :)

God has been our main stay . . . there’s not much more to this year than that!!! Many ups and downs, twists and turns . . . but such is life and as long as we don’t lose our close relationship with the Father . . . and as long as we hold on to Faith, Hope and Love, we are doing okay. :)

Violet Faith, (3 months old now) was born on September 15, 2009. And such a joy she is!!! I think God made little girls to be just that. I suffered with postpartum depression after her birth more than any other. Probably due to the fact of being overwhelmed with home school, new baby, messy house and my thyroid medication was too high, causing me to have insomnia and dizzy spells. For a bit there I wondered if I was going crazy.

Things are going much better now . . . A new schedule, fun box of beads for the younger one to keep occupied while school is in session, a happy colic free baby at last (Selenium did the trick there. Praise the Lord!!!), a new employee at the store leaving Japheth a bit more stress free and a new hope surging through my being gives life a different perspective. God is good. He never leaves or forsakes us . . . His promises stand the test . . .

Lynne is two now and a joy also! Loraine loves having a sister to follow her around and play house, enjoy pillows and blankets, (hmmm, Japheth says they get that from me.), have oodles of teddy bears and fun!

Jaden (3 and 1\2) thinks his lot is life is a bit hard, being the youngest of the boys . . . but he’s always there trying to get in on his share of the fun. I love his smile and the twinkle in his eyes . . . He is a blessing.

Wayne (4 and 1\2) loves to spell his name and read, almost beating his older sister. Jaden has passed him up in weight already and now is in height. He’s just a little tyke, but sweet as can be!

Loraine (5 and 1\2) has been such a big help these past few weeks as she’s taking delight in cleaning. What happiness this brings her mother!!!! I can’t express that enough. From the bottom of my heart I say Thank-you, Lord!” It’s been years in coming . . . but ah it is sweet!

Jeremiah (7) too has been bringing waves of fresh air into this home as he keeps coming back and asking, “Is there anything else I can do for you, Mama?” God has been gracious to me . . . giving me more than I deserve. Many, many times I’ve been frustrated to the point of tears, and many times anger that isn’t very hidden . . . I know, what a shame, but it is true . . . Pray for me in this as I surrender myself to Him more fully . . .

Japheth Jr. (8) is growing up. One of his favorite activities is helping Grandpa in the shop. School comes harder for him, especially math, but he revels in history and Bible stories and often is trying to tell me about this or that as I go about my housework – a talker just like his father! J

A Stitch in Time continues to pay the bills and provide food for our table. We are very grateful in a day when so many are out of work or don’t have much income at all! Japheth has even been swamped so much that he couldn’t keep up. Thus we prayed and prayed and God sent along Steve, (husband of one of our customers) an older retired guy that wanted something more to do with his time. Hiring him has been such a blessing. Not only is Japheth able to spend more time “on the floor,” demonstrating, but he can feel excited about going to work again!

Thanksgiving Day was a day to be thankful! Japheth needed to get some machines done (this was before Steve was on the picture) and since some of the Stauffers were out of town and we were doing any big dinner together or anything. We decided to all head into town and camp out at the store so Japheth could get a bit of work done. As we were heading towards town in our big white 15 passenger van, I commented that I’d much rather be going to work with him than staying home with the flu as some of our friends were that day. Being quite busy the day before, I had not planned for lunch away from home. So I just packed some snacks, home made bread and cheese for lunch. We planned to come home late afternoon and deep fry our turkey. I had stuff for a salad but nothing else made.

At the store, the children watched a video of Hudson Taylor in the classroom on the big projector screen, and I proceeded to quilt my first practice quilt on the Handi Quilter. What fun it was. It was just a printed teddy bear baby quilt in baby colors, green, pink, yellow and lavender mainly, but such fun to make hearts and meander my way around, trying my hand at stippling.

Around 11:00, we got a call from one of the Grandma’s from church (Ada) inviting us for a Thanksgiving meal with her and her daughters family. We couldn’t turn that down, no way! And that is how God provided a real feast for us when the mother of the family was too tired and busy to make her family a special spread. To say the least, I think I was the most grateful for that meal . . . and oh was it ever good! God provides!

One of the projects this winter is building a set of double bunk beds for the boys. It’s in progress right now. Seems our family keeps growing. :)

Anyway, feel free to come visit us . . . though if ya come to see our house, don’t bother . . . Almost every day a tornado touches down :) . . . but we’d love to visit with ya again . . . it’s been a long time . . .

Love from us all – Japheth and Aimee

Japheth Jr., Jeremiah, Loraine, Wayne, Jaden, Lynne, and Violet

Dec 2009 Pics

December 13th, 2009

Just a few of Violet Faith . . .

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Babies are such a miracle . . . What an awesome Creator!

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God made little girls just for their Mama’s  . . . Can’t believe I have three daughters now!

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Recognize the dress, Deborah? :) Love it!

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Two of the most precious people in the world . . .

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The love of a mother for her child is strong . . . If ya didn’t know :)

Children truly are a gift from God . . . one of the best kind!!!

Woohoo!!!

December 3rd, 2009

There’s a certain prayer that has been ascending from my lips many moons.  And that is being answered while I’m writing!!!  I could just jump for joy and shout “Hallelujah!” The number of sewing machines on the shelf waiting and waiting and waiting is getting empty!!!  Finally, with the new employee, Steve, Japheth is getting actually caught up with fixing machines.  Well, they keep comin’ and that is good especially when some people are out of work.  But it’s not like he’s way behind and can’t keep up.

So just want to praise the Lord and let everybody know of our answered prayer!!! :)   God is good!

Oh . . . and I got to bed on decent time and the “Lord gave His beloved sleep.”  Violet slept all night.  It was a wonderful boost after two rough days!!!  Yes, in His time He makes all things beautiful!

Naptime at the Stauffer House

December 2nd, 2009

Napping is quite the challenge around this household.  Take for instance today.  Ya gotta sleep when baby sleeps, right?  Everybody knows that!

Violet didn’t sleep much this morning, so I concluded that she would probably sleep good at nap time.  Well she went down early, like right after our early lunch.  So get everybody else settled quick, this Mama needs a nap big time today!  I laid down for a few minutes getting into that sleepy state only to get back up again to take needed measures to get the 2 year old to understand that Mama meant business when she said be quiet and go to sleep.  Back to my room and under the covers, pillows adjusted just right, snuggled down for ten more minutes and whooops Violet must’ve just wanted a cat nap.  Why, I thought she’d sleep long and hard for sure!  I stand over  her cradle hoping it is just a passing thought . . .  :) Nope.  Might as well get her up and feed her again, but first I try the swing cause I just fed her not long ago.  Maybe that will take care of her . . .

Sittin’ in the rocker, rocking my baby, I hear a faint “Mama”.  Calling up a reminder that, “No, Jaden, you may not get up yet.  You have to sleep first”, I continue feeding Violet.  Loraine peeps out from under her blanket house in the living room (I’d forgotten I let her nap there today)  “Mom, you said I don’t need to take naps anymore.”  “Yes, but you’re too tired from yesterday’s excursions, so you need to today.”

Ok, try swing again after feeding bottle, almost goes to sleep.  I head back to bed . . . only to get all snuggled in nice when Violet decides that no, she really doesn’t want to sleep.  I fling back the blankets and hit the floor once more.  Okay, in the jumper you go and please be happy there!!!

Jeremiah comes upstairs hearing all these transactions.  Wondering if it’s time to come up.  “No.  I’ll let you know.  You are to stay in your spot till then.  Understood?!?! ” Only reason I’m up is to take care of the baby.  Japheth comes up to use bathroom and make sure he isn’t missing out on anything . . .  Grrrrr . . . They just don’t get the point, do they?!?!

Finally, I  let Loraine stop trying to sleep and just have quiet time.  Now she’s over there reading a noisy book! Oh my . . . no wonder my hair is graying fast . . . cause this is just a typical naptime here at our house.  :)

Enjoy your nap if you take one and if you don’t be thankful you don’t need on.

It’s all in the life of a mother . . . :)

New Focus

November 19th, 2009

Now that I’m not pregnant and have adjusted to a new baby, we are on a schedule.  For the most part I like it.  It helps me keep focused.  This is good!!!  So many sidetractions :) can get me off track of what really needs to be done.  But till lunch time I am a bit frizzy brained and frazzled having to go between a third grade, a second grader, (kinda) first grader and three other preschoolers and the newborn.

And today we just had to have lunch earlier cause Mom couldn’t handle any more and needed a break.  She sent them all outside expect the baby of course and just crashed on the couch, having her own “quiet blanket time”.

And for an update after my last post,  I’m able to function better now . . . And so life goes on! :)

Now Sure What to Say . . .

November 7th, 2009

Not sure what to say . . . other than I’ve never had post postpartum depression so bad as this time . . . just hangs on and gets worse than ever . . . What is your experience with postpartum depression?