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Today, I found this video on my computer.

It's fun, and educational besides.

I may start a weekly addition to my blog called "Now You Know."

What do you think?



Dramatic. And true.

Things My Mother Taught Me.

Speak the truth in love.

Give God the glory.

Respect your father.

Don't think too highly of yourself.

Prefer others.

Do good to those who despitefully use you. Even behind their backs.

Be kind.

Don't dominate the conversation.

Try to stay organized.

Pick up your messes as you make them.

Cook a sit down dinner at least twice a week. (When I was growing up, she did this pretty much all the time. She just doesn't expect me to. Which is very freeing for a daughter living in a different generation. Just saying.)

Do everything with excellence.

It's okay if someone is better at a talent than you. Acknowledge it in them, and encourage them.

God is like a conductor. When it's time for your solo, He will point to you, and if you've been practicing, you'll be prepared to shine.

Honor the men and women of God who blazed a trail for you to follow. Don't despise the heritage you've been given.

Don't talk about leadership. Especially in front of your children.

If you're following the leading of the Lord, He will take care of you.

Be willing to go without.

Don't complain.

Your children are your greatest mission field.

Everything is Father filtered.

There is no ministry for God without relationship to God.

Honor your husband. Even when you don't agree, respect him as the head of the house. Quietly and lovingly, you will influence your children to do the same.

Be consistent.

And finally:

"The greatest of these is love."

Waiting

I know that from this picture he doesn't appear to be one to pause and think, but Drummer Boy can sure come up with some good statements. Adding fuel to my already rampant thought process.

Earlier tonight, I overheard my children in their room.

The conversation went something like this:

Drummer Boy: "Oh I think that will be a good movie!!" (I'm pretty sure they were discussing Cars 2)

Ellie (interrupting): "I know! And I can't wait!! Can you??"

There was calculated silence on Drummer Boy's part as he considered this question.

Then he replied: "I can wait, I just don't want to."

Well.

That just about sums up my response to God on many occasions.

"I have so many plans for you. But it's not time for them yet. Can you wait on Me, Kari?"

"Yes, Lord."

(Time passes.)

"Um, God? Just checking in, wondering if maybe You forgot about those promises You gave me, because, I mean, You know, nothing has really happened there, as far as, what You said, You know, uh, those promises You gave me about my future? Your plan?"

"Kari, I know what I'm doing. Trust Me. Right now you are to wait on Me."

"Ok, sure. I know. I was just thinking, I mean, I was wondering if You had any sort of idea as to when these plans would be commencing? If it was closer to happening sooner, rather than later?"

"Kari."

"Yes, God?"

"What's the last thing I said to you?"

"Wait on You."

"Right. Can you wait on Me?"

"Yes, Lord. I can. I just don't want to."

You know, He sees right through me, but He doesn't get impatient. He loves me more.

That just blows my mind.

Delicious? Really?

I look at this picture, and think, "Mmmm....delicious."

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But today, I heard Paul Reiser refer to his children in the manner I have up to now reserved for food I find tasty.

"We have two delicious children."

Really? Does the word cannibalism hold any meaning for you? At all?

How about the dark and grisly undertones of Hansel and Gretel? The children-hungry witch in that story ring any bells?

Or the missionary stories we hear so often from once upon a time in the deep recesses of Africa or New Guinea? Narrow escapes from tribes whose palettes were watering for human flesh?

But then I see this....



And I recollect the words issuing from my lips:

"Oh, you are so sweet!! I could just eat you up!!"

Sorry, Paul. I judged you before taking the ginormous fence post from my eye.

It's just so literal.