Thoughtful| “Once Upon a Birthday”

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“Growing up is never straight forward. There are moments when everything is fine, and other moments where you realize that there are certain memories that you’ll never get back, and certain people that are going to change, and the hardest part is knowing that there’s nothing you can do except watch them.”     

~Alden Nowlan (no idea who this is 😉 )

From the above quote…you may guess what this post is about. Growing up. Getting older, and leaving behind the days of littlehood. This has been put on my mind a lot lately. I have to admit, I’ve been thinking about it for years. I think the first time was when I was six years old. The world was big, the grownups were so very…grown up. I look back and can’t help but blush at some of the things I thought as a really little girl. One thing that I think is funny is that I thought I would have a ‘special someone’ when I turned sixteen. Then it was all the story of Sindersoot (aka-Ascenputtel, Cinderella) and all those other beautiful fairytales. Well…I turned sixteen and um- yeah. I had figured out long before then that my childish thoughts were just not the way things actually normally happen. I blame the Little House on the Prairie tv series with Melissa Gilbert playing Laura. Do any of y’all remember how Mary had a ‘special friend’ when she was maybe fourteen? 🙂 Anyways…yes. The more people I meet the more funny little kid stories I come across.

The reason it’s come to my mind RIGHT NOW is my big sis, Hannah- just turned eighteen. And I will be eighteen next year. We’ve been pretty close for a pretty long time now, and I’ve always felt left behind whenever she crosses into another season in her life. We really do grow at a different rate. Everyone is just so different.

There’s one thing I’ve decided about this tricky business called ‘growing up’. I don’t want to forget all my memories. And I don’t want to be sad, depressed, or bitter about being left behind. Because I’m a unique person, who God is shaping day-by-day into the image of His Son. And I can enjoy where He’s placed me. All to soon, I’ll probably be wondering where the years went. I’ll be one of the older and (hopefully) wiser people who’re always telling us teenagers to be content. To just enjoy where we are right now. Here’s another quote about growing up:

“One of the oddest things about being grown-up was looking back at something you thought you knew and finding out the truth of it was completely different from what you had always believed.”

~Patricia Briggs

That’s something I can identify with. As I get older…things I thought are torn down and replaced with reality. And that doesn’t have to be a bad thing. It is often a very painful thing (depending what it is), but not always something that will devastate you. Read this Bible verse for a very telling thing about growing up.

“When I was a child, I spoke like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I gave up childish ways.”

~1 Corinthians 13:11 

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Have you had any similar thoughts?

Do you have any favorite childhood memories?

What is ONE memory that you never want to forget?

~Emmaline

p.s The cake for the post is the one I made for Hannah’s birthday. It was a two layer cake, one layer raspberry- the other vanilla. With chocolate cream cheese frosting, and strawberries on top.

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Thoughtful| “Children”

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Hey there!

Welcome to my second installment of Thoughtful. The title of this is on children. I have thought a lot about children over time. It’s sort of hard not to. You go to the grocery store and you see- children. You go home (and if you have any younger siblings) you see- more children. You go to church and you see- children. 😉 I suppose you’re seeing the point here. There’s no escaping children, like it or not. The point of this post is not to give you tips on children (um- what would I know about that?), it’s to talk about my thoughts on children and give a Biblical perspective on them. I see the real need for this kind of post (even though I won’t say anything new) because it seems many people see children as an inconvenience these days.

Let’s get started…

I get accused of not liking children.

There, I said it. Why? Oh, there are several reasons. I am rarely the one you see holding the babies at church. I am rarely the one you see holding babies at all. There is a reason for that, however. EVERYONE WANTS TO HOLD THE BABIES. There is generally a long line. I am not the assertive one when it comes to holding or playing with children. Another reason is that I am not very gentle or patient with my siblings. The truth is- I’m not. I struggle rather a lot with being a kind big sister. But that doesn’t mean I don’t like children. Anyone with siblings probably knows that there is a big difference between YOUR relationship with YOUR siblings- and your relationship with other children.

I like children. (my secret is out…ahhhh! 🙂 )

It’s true I am not always jumping out of my socks when told a baby is ready to be held. But I find that with certain children I experience much more of a connection than with others. A young couple from church has just made the decision to foster three little children. A four-year-old little girl, a three-year-old little boy, and a one-year-old baby boy. The catch? The two oldest have autism (and the baby boy likely has it as well). When the couple announced their decision to DCS- the workers there showed surprise. The reason? No one had wanted to foster care for them because it was a difficult situation. The four-year-old and I played together on Sunday. Her name is Lyla (I also have a cousin named Lyla, random fact.). She chattered on the whole time and we just played together. She has a pretty severe case of autism and barely eats at all. She can’t really talk yet either. Every few minutes she’ll repeat a word if you say one. But she doesn’t communicate fluently as other children her age probably could.

This poses a question. Is Lyla less precious than other children?

No.

Children in general are a blessing. The Bible says they are.

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Possibly one of my favorite Bible ‘stories’ (they’re true, so I don’t quite get why we call them stories exactly.) is the story of Christ laying His hands on the children of some of the Jewish parents. The disciples wanted to push them away- but Christ actually rebuked them for it!

“Then children were brought to him that he might lay his hands on them and pray. The disciples rebuked the people, but Jesus said, “Let the little children come to me and do not hinder them, for to such belongs the kingdom of heaven.” And he laid his hands on them and went away.”

~Matthew 19:13-15

Children are the future of this generation. More specifically- they are the future of the church. They are blessings. Christ (in many places in scripture) showed that he loved them. If Christ loved children, how can I do any less?

~Emmaline