Ebola and Other Conversations We Didn’t Need When We Were Kids

Wash your hands. Why? Because I said so. Wash your hands! WHY? BECAUSE I SAID SO. WASH YOUR HANDS! WHHHHYYYYY? Because you don’t want to get Ebola.

It was just the other day that I actually heard these exact words come out of my mouth. As with most moms, reminding my children to wash their hands is an ordinary occurrence in our life. But recently, it has taken on a life of its own. While I am nowhere near panic mode, you could say that I am teetering between a heighten since of awareness and gerMOMphobic.

The constant stream of news outlets providing frequent updates on the confirmed case and unfortunate death of the first person in the United States to contract the virus who happens to be right here in Texas, has certainly contributed to my angst. Now that there is a second confirmed case, I can’t help but to wonder what happens next and how do I protect my children?

Protecting My Children

Lately, I’ve been thinking about how different of a world my children are growing up in compared to when I grew up. I was well in to my adult years before I knew or understood what a terrorist was. Unlike today, when I was growing up, there were very few reports of children who were missing from their front yard. In many ways, I am saddened that today’s children will only know of a time when everyone boarding a plane must remove their shoes and be subject to a body search.

I am disappointed that my children will never know the excitement of hanging out at a friends house all day, only to dash home just as the street lights are coming on. I am also concerned that it may become commonplace for my children to wear masks when in large crowds, as if it were a normal accessory. I have spoken with my boys in great detail about the importance of washing their hands and being extra careful when touching items that are in public places, but I do I have to admit that I have greater concern about many things in general but when it comes to Ebola, my fear is that the health officials and local authorities are really making this stuff up as they go. For the first time since becoming a mother, I am questioning my ability to protect my children against things that were never a concern for me as a child.

Children today, have so many things demanding their attention. Which means the role of a parent has also increased. Not only do we have to prepare them for life, we also have to protect them from the many things that life may present. So until the officials can get together and decide how we are to go about our daily lives with Ebola, I am committed to reminding them as many times as necessary to wash their hands, cover their cough, and try not to touch certain items while in public places.

What conversations are you having with your children that weren’t needed when you were growing up?

How I’m Beating Compulsive-Project-Starteritis and Yes Girl Syndrome (Part II)

I’m a little overwhelmed and a lot worn out.

I’m drowning in the regrets of too many commitments.

I dread saying yes but am too scared, too cowardly, too busy or too something to just be honest and  say no.

I hope there’s more to life than my to do list.

Every assignment feels like my assignment.

Have any of these thoughts ever crossed your mind? I know they have mine more times than I can count–ESPECIALLY that first one. The question is, is there any relief? Any way possible to get past these feelings? Because of my ever present companions–compulsive project starteritis and yes girl syndrome–I was starting to feel like the answer was no. As if drowning in a sea of uncompleted tasks and unfulfilled responsibilities was my new normal  Fortunately, for me and for you, I’m learning that’s not the case.

There is a way out.

I don’t know about you, but the possibility of living a life with more breathing room and fewer regrets and distractions sounds awesome!

The Best Yes

So, what’s the key, you ask?

As I’m learning from author Lysa TerKeurst, it’s not about saying yes or no. It’s about “living your life making decisions with the Best Yes as your best filter.”

But, what’s the Best Yes?

In a nutshell, it’s about freeing up space in our lives so we have the mental and physical capacity to do the things God intentionally created us to do. We can’t do those things very well when we’re so busy taking on every home improvement project, volunteer assignment, grandiose hobby or whatever else (as noble or tempting as it may be) is weighing us down.

It’s about cutting out distractions and busyness that draw our attention away from where He wants us to be.

It’s about gaining freedom from the weight of ambitious commitments and unfinished projects.

Over the next few weeks, I’ll share more about what I’m learning about this Best Yes. It’s good stuff. Stay tuned so we can ditch those pesky companions I talked about together.

p.s. And if you haven’t already picked up a copy of Lysa’s book, The Best Yes, I strongly encourage you to check it out. It’s one of those rare books where before I even finished the first chapter, I was already texting friends to check it out.

How I’m Beating Compulsive-Project-Starteritis and Yes Girl Syndrome (Part I)

How I Beat the Yes Girl Syndrome

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Library Lion and Other Go-to Books for Kids (and Kids at Heart)

Library Lion

This post feels a little strange to write considering my daughter is a teenager. However, as this year has been a bit of a struggle for us, we’ve realized something… No matter how old you are, sometimes you still need someone to read to you. Out … [Continue reading]

The Picture Perfect Family

The Picture Perfect Family

We recently ventured out into the wild (a.k.a. a local park) for our annual family photo shoot. If you've never paid a professional photographer to try and get picture perfect photos of a family of young kids, you haven't lived. Trying to wrangle … [Continue reading]

God’s Grace is Enough

God's Grace is Enough

We had been chatting about God for about thirty minutes - this stranger and I – when he realized the time and had to leave. As he packed his laptop and books away in his worn leather shoulder bag, he paused. Looking at me, he said, "You know … [Continue reading]