Jesus in the noodles!

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I will admit it.  I’m feeling a little stuck.  I’m in a rut.  But I feel ok with that because I also have no idea where I am going!  But I don’t want to feel ok with being stuck.  I’ve been reading Holley Gerth’s book “You’re Made for a God-sized Dream”–just hoping . . .

Holley’s prompt for this week.  For this week: “Sometimes we feel alone not because we need to be with others but because God wants to be with us. Our lives are busy–especially when we’re pursuing a dream–and God may want to pull us aside for a bit” {You’re Made for a God-sized Dream, Chapter Six}. The most important part of any God-sized dream is the Giver of it. Set aside a particular time this week to be with Him–to pray, journal, take a walk or simply sit quietly and listen.

 

 

I have a kid that is on the special side.  He thinks in a way that is different and experiences the world in a very different way than the rest of us.  I am blessed to have his insight on life.

One night he announced that for Lent he was going to eat his dinner each night.  No matter what I gave him!  This was a huge statement coming from my “white food” loving kid!  So I asked him what prompted him to make such a sacrifice . . . “Jesus told me to eat my noodles and all my other food!”

I paused–I mean if Jesus wants to talk to my kid–I guess I’m ok with that–right?

We all had a zillion questions for him since Jesus has never talked to us before!  I asked my son, “when did Jesus talk to you?”

“When you guys were all yelling right before dinner and I was sitting here quietly praying–I heard Jesus talking to me about my noodles.”

I thought–crap!  Jesus comes to my table and I miss it because I’m yelling for people to wash their hands, come to the table, let’s go, dinner’s hot!  The rush before dinner in this house is always a little crazy–getting 6 people in a smallish space while the food is still hot . . . can be tricky.

I expressed my disappointment about missing Jesus.  We were collectively disappointed that we missed it.  Then my son reassured me that “Jesus comes to the table all the time Mom, you just have to wait for breakfast!”

I’ve been trying to figure out my purpose . . . as I plan the budget, make the list, clip the coupons, buy the food, put it away, get it out and make the food, clean the kitchen, make a beautiful table, it all takes on a new meaning knowing that Jesus comes to our table.

As I took a walk this weekend, thinking about my DREAM . . . my mind went back to the story that I just shared.  I think about how when Jesus came back from the tomb–no one recognized him–not even Mary Magdalene–until he spoke her name!  Maybe, just maybe, I’ve been looking but not recognizing that my purpose is right in front of me, speaking my name.  (and part of me wants to make noodles–to listen and wait!)

Be Blessed as we are blessed–but may not even see or hear it.

I’m linking up here!

Here (Five Minute Friday)

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Unscripted. Unedited. Real. Writing for 5 minutes prompted my a single word from Lisa-Jo.  I encourage you to read what “one word” can mean to so many different writers.

Five Minute Friday

 

Go:

This is my year of intention.

IMG_1950My year to really live this life of mine.  I strive to be in the Now.  I strive to be in the moment here.  I strive to simply be and make a difference in my own way, somehow change the world.

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To find my own purpose.  Why am I here?

I look back on almost 50 years of memories–I wade through heartache, love, triumphs, losses, and I wonder–what is it all for?

[tweetherder]My entire life leads me to this moment, here.  What do I do now?[/tweetherder]

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Be Blesses as you live your best now–cooking dinner, folding laundry, making lunches, sipping coffee oozing into your day, talking with your kids . . . be blessed here in this moment.

STOP:

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“Mom, what should I be when I grow up?”

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My kid in Middle School thinks some deep thoughts.  On the way home from pick up this week he asked me “Mom, what should I do when I grow up?”

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My mind immediately went to the essays that I wrote about becoming a nurse and another about being a biology textbook writer!  (yes, you can whisper geek and roll your eyes–I just did!)  It is true–I wanted to nurture people and I wanted to know how living things worked and to write about it–in a textbook–so others might learn from what I wrote.

And here I am!

So as I drove I asked him:

  • what do you want your day to look like?  sleep in, work late or 9-5, weekends off?
  • do you want a job that you sit or a job that you get to move (I knew the answer to that one for him–but I need him to decide for himself)
  • do you want to work by yourself or with lots of other people?
  • do you like the city or the country, land or sea?
  • what makes your heart sing?
  • do you want to get married?  will your wife support or participate in the same activities?
  • what do you want your life to look like?  busy, rich, big house, cabin in the woods (my vote), live on the water?  what are your priorities?
  • how will you serve God?

As we talked, I silently evaluated my own answers to the questions.

I wanted to tell him that the road he thinks he needs to take–will not be the road that rises to meet him.  I wanted to tell him that when he is serving his purpose in life . . . things will fall into place for him.  I wanted to tell him not to worry–God has a plan for his life.

God has a way of thumping me on the head when I’m talking with my kids.  I need to be transparent.  I need to live what I speak.  I need to be humble.

I’m growing into this new role of a Mom of a Middle Schooler.  Some days are better than others.  However, most days I’m challenged to be the best version of me!

Have you had a similar conversation with your Middle Schooler?   Do you see the reflection of your life in your kids?  Do you embrace it or reject it?  I’d be honored to learn from your experiences–you can leave a comment or send me an email–that would be great!

Be Blessed on your journey.

It wasn’t exactly my intention to submit it to Problogger, but here I go.
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