Sunday, August 31, 2014

It’s All in the Attitude

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…..And let us run with endurance the race that is set before us, Hebrews 12:1

“It’s all in the attitude” and “Chin up- knees down” were two of the two platitudes my mom use to tell all of kids growing-up.  Even as an adult with miles between us, on the phone, as I would lament about the latest crisis in my life these words would come out of her mouth! 

My mom wasn’t always my mom.  God placed my mom in my life when I was fourteen, at a time when I already believed I was unlovable and was incapable of doing little with my life.  After all I had a disability!  The first few weeks I lived in her home, I told her, “I can’t”, she told me, “you will!”  In the end, I did accomplish much.   She was the first person I remember believing in me! 

As the beginning of the school year approaches I am especially thankful for my mom’s encouragement.  Prior to her involvement in my life there was not a professional, or a family member who truly believed I had any academic capability or for that matter any other ability. When kids bullied me at school, she battled for me.  When teachers insisted I was the problem for being in a class, she took action to ensure I would receive an education. 

Years later, I thank God for a mom who chose an attitude to believe in me and fight for me.  She ran the race, and endured much not for me, but all of her children.  Some of you are dreading the school year, you have endured much.  Your child is bullied, the school is not following the IEP, there is yet another round of therapy, or one more surgery! 

On your own all of this can be overwhelming.   It is my prayer you place your burdens at the foot of the cross, and you ask Jesus for endurance to run the race this school year.  Remember, we chose our attitudes, and where we place our trust.

PRAY: God, thank you for the ability to chose our attitudes and you meet us where we  are.  Today I am choosing to depend on you.  Help me to keep my eyes fixed on you.  When I don't think I can endure anymore, please let know you are there running the race with me.  In  the strong name of Jesus. Amen

Saturday, August 30, 2014

Abort and Start Over???

God showed how much he loved us by sending his one and only Son into the world so that we might have eternal life through him. This is real love—not that we loved God, but that he loved us and sent his Son as a sacrifice to take away our sins. Dear friends, since God loved us that much, we surely ought to love each other. - I John 4:9-11 NLT

Really?  Abort and Start Over???

I don’t know if you recently saw the tweet campaign to Richard Dawkins (the infamous atheist) after he tweeted some outrageous tweets:
After Dawkins tweeted, “it is immoral NOT to abort babies with down syndrome” he went on to make even more outrageous statements.

Abort and try again????

We’re not talking about a rocket launch here!  First of all, Mr. Dawkins, the baby in question is not an “it”.  We’re talking about a person; with a spirit, a mind, dreams, and desires.  In America, at least in principal, we espouse that each person is  given by God, the unalienable right to live.

What needs to be “aborted” is the world view of perfection. By surmounting evidence, I’m afraid we’re becoming a society devoid of compassion and intolerant of imperfection.  What kind of “Brave New World” are we trying to create?  How far will we go to gain perfection?  Where will it stop? 
Julia Millington, of the Alive and Kicking Campaign, said: "It is all about our perceptions of perfection. Increasingly things are moving along the lines where nothing is good enough. it seems we can no longer tolerate any imperfection. Babies are at the mercy of ultrasound scans and what they may disclose."
What is the solution to this self-serving, short-sighted, and faulty thinking?  The answer has been given to us by God Himself.

No one is perfect.  The Bible tells us, we are all made in God's image.  It also tells us we are all made “broken”, have imperfect DNA, and an inherited sin nature. We have ALL fallen short of God’s original glory- and yet He loves us.  His response to our sin and brokenness was to have compassion and mercy on us.  Instead of aborting us, He saved us.  His love reaches down into our frailties and imperfections.  He offers redemption and restoration.  His love compels us to love others as He, Himself loves.  That is why we shouldn’t abort anyone, and start over. 


PRAY:  Dear Heavenly Father, Make our hearts like yours- full of compassion.  Give us your eyes to see we are all made in your image. Help us resolve to love no matter what it may cost us. Help us treasure each other as you treasure us. Amen.

Friday, August 29, 2014

The Highly Sensitive Child is Also Special Needs

Take my yoke upon you, and learn from me, for I am gentle and lowly in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. (Matthew 11:29)

Today I went to the grocery store and like always I dreaded the check out process (unless it is the self-checkout). I also dread that question at the end of the bagging when they ask if they can help me out to my car. There have been times when my groceries ended up in two carts forcing me to need help to my car. Then the panic ensues.

I love people. I like to get to know people yet these kind of encounters I dread terribly. Today I was pushing my cart out and was spooked by the really nice man coming back in because he asked if I needed help. Why do I feel this way?

One thing I do know is that I am a highly sensitive person. I wish I could turn off my mind at times because it will not stop processing people's expressions and words. I seem to be able to feel what they feel and it is overwhelming at times. I love being alone but then I long for other's company. It is a mess to me really. A contradiction.

I used to think something was wrong with me for a very long time but I realized God made me this way and it is perfect. Because of the high sensitivity, I am able to "see" others better than those who are not sensitive. It is a gift I have learned to embrace most of the time. Yet today at the grocery store I am not even sure why I panicked. It just happens and if I am a full grown, middle-aged adult who has not figured this out yet then our children cannot understand themselves either.

Sadly, the highly sensitive child and their special needs are often overlooked, especially if that child is a boy. I have a highly sensitive child so I get it because I am a highly sensitive person myself. We must give grace in this area. We must realize too that these kids are more likely to fall into depression than their counterparts. As much as we can help it we need to be gentle and kind with them.

We should be gentle and kind with everyone anyway but because we are sinners we fail miserably with it sometimes. God gives us grace in this as we ask for it. He also uses every situation in our lives to grow and train us to be more like Him. Jesus was a sensitive person. We know this because He always took time for those around Him. He took time to see the sick, demon possessed, outcast and little children. Highly sensitive people are a glimpse into Jesus' heart.

The unique thing about Jesus though is He was able to not sin with high sensitivity. Sin comes in the form of self-pity, despair, pride and the like. I always recommend that my child pray when she starts feeling the temptation to fall into those sin areas. Ask God to give the grace to come out of it and always keep our eyes on Jesus who tells us to come to Him and learn from Him. He doesn't weigh us down, His yoke is easy and light so we must look to Him as we move through life with a highly sensitive child.

Prayer: Father, thank you for making us all different. Our differences help make life interesting and help sanctify us. Help us with extra sensitivities take your yoke upon us and learn from you. In Jesus Name. Amen.

~Angela Parsley


Thursday, August 28, 2014

Quit-yur-Belly Achin'

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Let every person be loyally subject to the governing (civil) authorities. For there is no authority except from God [by His permission, His sanction], and those that exist do so by God’s appointment.  Romans 13:1 AMP
I wonder if God is trying to tell me something?

He seems to be continually reminding me lately NOT to complain, but to honor and respect those in authority.
 
Being the parent of a child with a rare disease, it becomes difficult to stay humble and submissive when I have to be the "expert" on my kid.  Many times, the doctors, therapists and teachers WILL look to me for some ideas, information, and suggestions; but not always.  How I handle myself with our leaders, those in authority over our different areas of care, is critical to how I reveal God to the world.  

There have been many times that I've been frustrated by mis-documented notes in my daughter's records, or inconsistencies in the opinions of specialist.  It would be, and sometimes has been, all too easy to let my temper get the best of me.  It's also too easy to complain about this department or that doctor.  But lately, I've been bombarded with messages from God that how I treat my leaders really reveals my true heart.  If I'm given to complaining about them, then my spirit becomes negative and impossible.  

I found a couple more thought-provoking quotes regarding complaining and disrespecting leadership...
The reason why many are still troubled, still seeking, still making little forward progress is because they haven't yet come to the end of themselves. We're still trying to give orders, and interfering with God's work within us. ― A.W. Tozer
Complaining is a killer.  It will short-circuit the life of God in you faster than almost any other thing!  Complaining indirectly communicates to the Lord, "I don't like what You are doing in my life-and if I were You, I would do it differently."  Complaining is nothing more than a manifestation of insubordination to God's authority. --- John Bevere Ministry Today Magazine.
Wow...I really never thought of a little complaining quite to this extent.  But it DOES make sense!  If I don't respect those whom God has put into positions of authority, then I am telling God that I don't trust his judgement.  Clearly, I know better than God, right?  Hmmm...

I think I should print those quotes and the Bible verse out and tape them to my car's dashboard and my bathroom's mirror.  Actually, I need to stick it everywhere...inside coffee mugs, my purse, and have it printed onto the Otterbox for my phone.  I need help remembering this when I talk to employers, teachers, pharmacists, pastors, doctors, therapists, my husband...

Oh boy...do I have a long way to go.

Pray:  Heavenly Father, help me be slow to anger and frustration, and help me to remember that YOU have put people into positions of authority over me, and that I need to trust your judgement.  I want you to change my heart regarding leadership.  Help me to be a more reverent follower in order to become a better leader myself.  Amen.

~Tammie Hefty
Complaining is a killer. It will short-circuit the life of God in you faster than almost any other thing! Complaining indirectly communicates to the Lord, “I don’t like what You are doing in my life—and if I were You, I would do it differently.” Complaining is nothing more than a manifestation of insubordination to God’s authority. It is extremely irreverent! God hates it! Joseph feared God, and he never complained. - See more at: http://ministrytodaymag.com/index.php/ministry-leadership/preaching/20070-john-bevere-how-complaining-halts-your-destiny#sthash.RKpChLe6.dpuf
Complaining is a killer. It will short-circuit the life of God in you faster than almost any other thing! Complaining indirectly communicates to the Lord, “I don’t like what You are doing in my life—and if I were You, I would do it differently.” Complaining is nothing more than a manifestation of insubordination to God’s authority. It is extremely irreverent! God hates it! Joseph feared God, and he never complained. - See more at: http://ministrytodaymag.com/index.php/ministry-leadership/preaching/20070-john-bevere-how-complaining-halts-your-destiny#sthash.RKpChLe6.dpuf

Wednesday, August 27, 2014

When You Just Want to Hide



Rest in God alone, my soul, 
for my hope comes from Him. 
He alone is my rock and my salvation, 
my stronghold; I will not be shaken. 
Psalm 62:5-6 HCSB

Not long ago, we found one of our young cats buried in the laundry basket. She was hiding away from the rest of the family, and when we found her, it was obvious we had disturbed her nap. We dug her out and got the laundry put away, and the cat found another place to sleep. In a way, I envied her. There are many days that I'm just flat-out weary and would love nothing more than to hide somewhere that no one will find me for a few hours, a place where I can sleep, pray, or cry my way to a place of peace and rest. It rarely happens, though, except for those times I manage to escape to the shower at the perfect time.

When those days come, the really hard ones, I get through by doing some combination of these things:
  • Pray.
  • Read my Bible.
  • Listen to praise music and let the truths of the Scriptures sink deep.
  • Ask a trusted friend to pray with and for me.
  • Spend time praying for or serving others. (Getting my mind off my problems and thinking about others always lifts my spirits!)
As I get refocused on God and not the apparent enormity of my circumstances, I find the rest and hope the Psalms mention. I become stronger in my faith, more certain of the God I choose to trust and serve, and harder to shake. I want to be immovable.

How do you deal with the times you just want to hide from the world?

PRAY:  Father, thank You for Your peace when I'm weary and life is hard. Please help me to remember to turn to You and allow You to carry my burdens for me. Thank You for hearing my cries for help and for seeing me through every storm. Amen.

~ Jennifer A. Janes

Tuesday, August 26, 2014

Social Skills Jesus' Way

Finally, brothers and sisters, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable—if anything is excellent or praiseworthy—think about such things.
~ Philippians 4:8, NIV ~

Oh, the start of a new school year!  Not only do we need to set systems in place for protecting our children in the mix of all those other students, but we also have to shape their character where it may be significantly underdeveloped.   

It seems no other environment  will test our children's social skills quite like the school house.  That cauldron of different home situations, assorted family values, mixed together with academics, figuring out friendships, and endless conflicts seems to create the ultimate test of what is acceptable and what is not.  Self-control with blurting out, making appropriate comments, focusing on work rather than peer distractions, and dealing with those who are unkind can push our challenged kids far beyond their limits.

When I printed out the class list for this school year, a certain individual with "alphabet soup" diagnoses in our household began making very harsh and opinionated comments about other students both in and outside of their class.  Given the intense struggle we have had with that same individual in our household the past 2 school years, I had to nip that right in the bud!

Given this child's difficulty with theory of mind and processing where the social boundary lines lay, I decided it was time to adopt a year of  "Social Skills Jesus' Way".  After all, God tells us that His word does not return to Him void, but accomplishes the purpose for which it was sent forth.  (See Isaiah 55:11)  So, I sat down together with this particular child, reading Philippians 4:8.  We pulled it apart, then put it back together as a checklist for comments coming out of the mouth.  I created the nifty little reminder pictured above, and printed it out on a nice 8 1/2 " x 11 1/2" sheet of paper, BIG enough to be noticed.

Of course, with the impulsivity monster always trying to elbow its ugly self into the driver's seat, more rants about certain kids at school were heard being discussed with other family members.  I had no need to even say a word of verbal correction, only to hold up my little Phil 4:8 reminder.  It stopped my child abruptly.  This one has been bullied before, so I am hoping that skills can be built by awakening memories of what it feels like to have others say something unkind about you and to you.

I'm taking this one all the way to the teacher meeting this year (in a public school no less) for team reinforcement.  Wish me luck!

PRAY:  Lord, put Your arm around my shoulder, and Your hand over my mouth when I am about to do a poor job of modelling socially appropriate remarks about others.  Let me speak words that edify rather than criticize, and help me to teach my child to do the same.  We want our talk to bring You glory rather than tear others down. 

~ Barb Dittrich

Monday, August 25, 2014

The Flip Side

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"For you make him most blessed forever; you make him glad with the joy of your presence."- (Psalm 21:6, ESV)


Two friends of ours.

Two different states.

Two different daughters.

 One common sadness.

This month many of our friends are sending their first-born children off to college or adulthood.

They are sending them off with a mixture of gladness and joy, coupled with sadness and a tinge of grief.

They share videos, they take pictures, they write notes, and they hug- and then my friends drive away with a hole in their heart because they left such a big part of their heart behind with their child.

Adulthood has arrived in a shockingly fast instant, appearing out of nowhere it seems.

The author of the Book of James says, “You are a mist that appears for a little time, then vanishes."

And so they grieve. And then they celebrate. And then they grieve again.

The homes that held so much laughter and seemed so cozy now have empty rooms hosting only memories.

When I left home for the University of Tennessee, I remember that my own mother, so overcome with emotion, let my dad drive me off to Knoxville, just the two of us.

Billy Joel once sang, “Life is but a series of hellos and goodbyes, I’m afraid it’s time for goodbye again.”

It’s an annual rite of passage this time of year for so many people.

“I wish I would have had more time”
“I hope I have taught him all he needs to know.”
“I pray she is ready.”

I realized early in my own son’s life that our journey would take a very different course. When I came to terms with the fact that my son would never live independently from us, much less go to college, I was initially absolutely wrecked.

My dreams lay in shambles.

But they were simply that- my dreams.

God, in his sovereignty, had dictated another set of plans for our lives.

My son will never drive a car. He will never live independently. He will never go off to school. He will be with us long after he reaches adulthood.

Everything in life has a flip side. And with every emotion, every circumstance, and every situation, a choice has to be made.

Choose the flip side.

Every night, the last words my son will hear will be my prayers of God’s blessing over him. Every night he will hear my words of affirmation and love spoken over him. Every night the last two words he will hear from me will be, “Goodnight Superman.”

Every morning, the first words he will hear will be from his mother, who lays down her life every day in sacrifice for him. She will open the door to his room, and greet him affectionately, and with pride when he wakes up.

We will never have to worry about who is influencing him.  We will never have to worry about who he is with, and what is he doing.

I used to dread the thought that my son may have to live with me all of my life. Now, I am choosing to embrace that thought.

I choose the flip side.

I will have an opportunity to make new memories, every day. I will have an opportunity to express my love for my son, every day. Even though, he is completely non-verbal, I will get a chance to talk to him and engage with him, every day. I get to see, feel, and experience the essence of God in my house every day.

So don’t pity me world. Don’t feel sadness for me. Don’t tell me how sorry you feel that my wife and I will never be alone.

Be jealous of me. Because I am the blessed one. I am the one who received such a gift.

A gift that I get that I will get to unwrap every day.


I choose the flip side.

PRAY: "Father, our children are gifts from you. We pray Lord that they always seek your face, walk in your presence, and that you cover them with your blessings."

Sunday, August 24, 2014

More Than Enough Light For The Week Ahead ~ #SacredSunday

PRAY:  Holy Spirit, keep us walking on the right path, remaining in the light as You are in the Light.  We need Your strength and wisdom to get through the week ahead and every day of our lives.  Guide us in Your wisdom.  These days can be dark.  We need Your illumination, Light of the World, to see our next step forward.  Thank You for leading us in all Your splendor.  We put our trust in You alone.  In Jesus' beautiful Name we pray.  Amen.
 
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Saturday, August 23, 2014

"Are You Serious?" Awards - Volume XXXI: Will We EVER Change The Culture Edition

Sometimes it gets hard for me to continue writing these Saturday posts.  This world can be so dark.  Yet, in advocating for our kids with special needs, I think my feelings are trumped by the critical need to expose such darkness to the love of Christ.

I'm not so sure we have a "winner" this week as much as we have a rhetorical question...

Will we EVER change the culture?

I have a sweet, treasured friend who lives with disability herself, turning stereotypes and limitations on their head.  She has been at this area of ministry far longer than I have, because she has lived with it all of her life, dwarfing my 14+ years of experience.  She would smack me upside the head with my opining in this post, because she is a glass-is-half-full thinker when it comes to reaching those with special needs.  When I get discouraged, I am so grateful that she shakes me out of my self-pity by reminding me how far we have come.  And I laud her for that. 

In reading this piece, please don't lose sight of the strides we have made in advancing acceptance and accessibility for those with special needs in recent decades.

Even so, those of us raising kids in this generation, in this current culture, have to wonder, will we ever get there?  Demeaning attitudes still seem to prevail.

For instance, this recent article in Forbes, Are Special Needs Students The New Fall Guys? discusses a study revealing that the trend towards inclusion has been reversing over the past 7 years.

Are you SERIOUS?!


Think I'm off my rocker with that one?   Obviously, you haven't heard about the recent uproar in Jurupa Valley, California at Patriot High School.  There, the staff had the special needs students picking through the trash to pick out recyclables that the school could turn into cash.  I'm sorry, but in my brain, that sort of behavior doesn't frame my child as a valuable member of society.  I am all for teaching life-skills, but I agree with the parents in this situation that garbage-picking isn't an important transferable craft.  Instead, it is more akin to the graduation gifts given by the teacher in Stevens Point, Wisconsin that I wrote about in May.  It seems to embody a wider cultural attitude that people with special needs, chronic illness or disability are less-than.

As I said in my post 2 weeks ago, there seems to be a disconnect with many that occurs between the time when a teacher passionately begins their journey in special education, and the time when kids suddenly become a devalued bother.  It's simply heartbreaking.  It would be fascinating to hear people in education discuss what turns things sour.  Is it the people in administration?  Is it frustration with a few apathetic parents?  What is it?

Regardless of the answer, stories like these show that we, as parents cannot stop advocating for our children.  They are image-bearers of Christ.  Every human deserves love and dignity.  We families are in a unique position to be that voice building acceptance in the wider culture.  We can't be silent now.

~ Barb Dittrich

*For further reading: School Apologizes for Making Special Needs Kids Sort Trash

Friday, August 22, 2014

You WILL Laugh at The Days to Come

Clothed in strength and dignity, with nothing to fear,
    she smiles when she thinks about the future.
~ Proverbs 31:25, VOICE ~

What fun to see the "first day of school" pictures friends are sharing in abundance on the internet!  My heart smiles as I see friends getting their precious children settled either in new schools, a new grade, or even their very first step into a classroom for the beginning of their academic journey.

I remember how nerve-wracking it used to be, anxiously doing all of the shopping, wondering who would be teaching my child or in their class that year.  

It was especially stressful when one of the children would begin attending a new school and new staff would have to be trained on health or psycho-social concerns.  I would end up with such a headache, feeling completely exhausted after trying to compress the most important details for staff into a brief meeting.  And once the children were settled into school, I began to develop almost PTSD-like angst every time the school's phone number would appear on Caller ID.

One year, they had barely started school when all 3 of them had caught head lice from someone.  Besides being immensely grossed-out, there was the humiliation of having 2 school district nurses show up at our house to examine the kids.  They had to remain home until we got an all-clear from the doctor.  I would just sob at the short and shaved hair styles, constant treating and picking through each ones head, endless laundry, and keeping up with their school work outside of school.  It was horrible

When your kids are young, it takes time to get your "sea legs" and develop a comfort level with getting them situated in school.  These passing situations feel like they last an eternity.  But they don't.  The good news is that it does get easier.

I love today's Bible verse because it describes what we can develop over the years of parenting a child with special needs or chronic illness.  We gain strength as the fear of the unknown dissipates.  We see what is coming ahead and we know what to expect, even anticipating the unexpected.  We become stronger as we gain confidence, realizing that we know our child best, and we, the parents, are essential parts of the educational and health teams.

We learn to protect our child's dignity, our family's dignity as we set expectations and boundaries with those who we entrust with our child's education.  That adds to our strength and confidence, removing much fear.  It allows us to dream about the future with a smile on our face, knowing many of these things are just a passing phase.  Special needs no longer robs us of our ability to look forward to the days ahead with joyful expectation, because we begin to make it through the other side of difficult situations.

While there are still bumps in the road for my family, I am feeling joyful and calm about my son's first year of high school.  I know the staff there has afforded our daughter with joint troubles the dignity of accommodation when it comes to physical education classes.  I don't have that fear of the unknown, because I know the school has served our daughter well, and I am sure it will our son.  Meanwhile, as we are coming off of 2 consecutive tough years with our youngest at the middle school, we know many of the staff members there with whom we will be forging this year's pathway.  Furthermore, we have a contingency plan in case we have another tough year.  All of this adds to our strength and dignity, removing fear, helping us to look forward to the future with a smile.


What a gift!

Be encouraged parents!  If you are not there yet, take heart knowing that there IS light at the end of the tunnel.  Over time, getting our children settled back into school becomes more manageable. 

PRAY:  LORD, some days feel like forever when it comes to fighting for our children.  Boost our confidence in knowing that we are competent when it comes to advocating for them and making wise decisions.  Lift our heads, so we can see that each crisis or transition is only a season of the amazing life You have planned for our remarkable kids.

~ Barb Dittrich

Thursday, August 21, 2014

Congratulations, Loser!


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Have confidence in your leaders and submit to authority, because they keep watch over you as those who must give an account.  Do this so that their work will be a joy, not a burden, for that would be of no benefit to you.  Hebrews 13:17 NIV

How many of us have been passed over for a promotion, or an elected position, or a job?  How many of us believe that someone bad mouthed us, or told a lie about us, or is spreading false rumors about us; and it seems like the “people in authority” believe THOSE people rather than us?  How many of us KNOW that we work smarter and harder than other people who make more money and gain more glory than we do?  How many of us just want to crawl under the covers of the bed, or call in sick to work, or lock ourselves in a closet?

I have good news and bad news.  If this were an interactive blog, I’d ask which you want first.  Since it’s not, I’ll start with the bad news and then really raise your spirits with the good news.

Bad News:  We cannot lead unless we first learn to follow…that means submitting to authority. 

Now if you’re thinking, “Tammie, that’s a fact of life...this is nothing new…” Then I challenge you to consider the ULTIMATE display of submission in all of history.


Jesus surrendering his life on the cross.


In order to gain the world, Jesus had to die.  In order to win, God had to give up his very own son, and that son had to submit. 

Jesus was a King, a Miracle Worker, the Messiah!  If I were him, I would have looked at those people around me and said, “You want me to do what for these people?  Are you kidding me?” 

So, if God has decided that you DON’T get the promotion, that you DON’T get the healing, that you DON’T get to take that vacation…you are supposed to submit and accept that without grumbling. 

Now, if that isn’t a bitter spoonful of medicine, I don’t know what is.  So, let’s take a look at the good news!

Good News:  The people who God has placed in positions of authority have to answer for their leadership and treatment of us.

Hot diggety!  Now there’s a plan that I can support!


“…because they keep watch over you as those who must give an account…” Hebrews 13:17


God places people in positions of authority, but then he follows through and holds them accountable for the decisions they make and the way they treat those over whom they have charge.


God says, “Obey them, respect them…I put them there…so by disrespecting them, you disrespect me!”


This also means that we are being held accountable as parents, teachers, pastors, leaders of non-profit and for-profit organizations; we are being held accountable for our treatment of those over whom God has given us charge.  If I yell back at my daughter after she’s yelled at me, I am held accountable.  If I decide to give a friend of mine a promotion over the more qualified, and professional candidate, then I am held accountable.

So, we really don’t have to stand here and ponder, “How can I make this fair…how can I get even…how can I reveal this person who got the job over me to be the liar that she or he is?”  We don’t have to worry about that AT ALL…God sees the hearts of our leaders, he knows their minds, and he knows their motives; we aren’t going to show him something he didn’t see.


Oh, thank you, Tammie…I had no idea that person was such a scoundrel.  I sure am glad I listened to you!  With deepest gratitude, God.


No, God is not waiting for us to reveal to him all the true injustices of the world.

So, in order to win…and by “win” I mean, WIN BIG…the ultimate WIN~Life in Heaven for Eternity…in order for us to win that…

…we just may have to LOSE at everything else…

Pray:  Father God, I'm so sorry for the times that I have disrespected your authority, and I am sorry for the times that I have abused my position of authority in the lives of others.  Please, Father, help me to be a better follower AND a better leader so that I can win big at the end of my life here on earth.  Amen.