Thursday, October 29, 2020

Drivers Education

 From time to time I have this interesting experience as a parent.  I’ll be dropping a truth bomb on one of my kids when suddenly a voice inside my head says, “Are you listening to yourself?  There’s a message here for you too.”  That voice is the Holy Spirit, and He testifies of truth.  And when the Spirit testifies to me that something I’m saying is true, I’m grateful.  I appreciate the reassurance that I’m teaching my children correct principles.  But sometimes this feeling, while enlightening, can be a little uncomfortable.  It’s as if the Spirit is taking my proverbial pointed finger and turning at back on me, forcing me to evaluate myself and whether or not I am willing to practice what I preach.

I am currently teaching my daughter to drive.  She’s been driving for about a month now, and I’m starting to look for opportunities to help her step up her driving game.  The other day we went out at the beginning of rush hour to run some errands.  While I normally try to not say much when my kids are driving (my son is currently learning as well) and let them figure things out as much as possible (if they were reading this I’m sure they would say this isn’t true, but I really do try!).  One thing they struggle with is being assertive when changing lanes and having to cross traffic.  It makes sense.  A month ago our driving mantras were “take it slow” and “be cautious”.  Now that they’re more experienced we’re suddenly saying things like “be more assertive” and “you’ll never get to go if you don’t just go for it”! 

On our recent afternoon errands run, we were pulling out of a neighborhood onto a busy four lane road.  Becca needed to cross two lanes of traffic to turn left, and then immediately get into the far right lane to make a right hand turn.  I knew that I would need to help her navigate the maneuver, unless I wanted to sit in that same spot until rush hour ended.  I explained that initially all we needed to worry about was getting past the first two lanes of traffic and stopping in the turn lane in the middle of the road.  We accomplished that with relative ease and I watched for a break in the traffic so that she could turn left.  The moment came and I said, “Go now.”  Slowly she started moving forward.  In the distance I saw a car, but there was still time for her to turn, so I urged, “Come on!  Go now!”  Slowly she inched forward a bit more and stopped.  I could see her anxiety building, “Mom, I can’t go!  There’s a car!”  Of course, I responded, “If you had gone when I told you to, you would have had plenty of time.”  Finally we made the turn and I looked to see if the right lane was clear for her to change lanes.  “Okay, go now”.  Again, she kind of started to move to the right, but hesitated.  “What are you doing?  Go!”  I may or may not have started losing my cool at this point.  I could see the confusion of the drivers around us as she, with turn signal blinking, continued straight down the middle lane of the two lane road.  If it weren’t for the fluorescent “STUDENT DRIVER” magnets  glowing from all sides our vehicle, I’m sure we would have become the targets of many a crude gesture and flowery language. 

After a few moments of confusion, we made all of the necessary crosses and turns and made it to our destination.  We sat in the car outside a friend’s house while she tried to explain to me why she hadn’t felt safe doing what I’d asked her to do (There were cars coming!  I didn’t have time!), and I tried to explain to her why she needed to trust me when I’m giving her instruction (Clearly I have a lot of driving experience and am qualified to help you navigate!).

Do you see where this is going?  Can you just guess at the “aha” moment I started to have in that moment?

At that point my thoughts turned to Peter, who upon seeing Jesus walking upon Sea of Galilee, stepped out of the boat and made his own attempt at walking on water. 

“And when Peter was come down out of the ship, he walked on water, to go to Jesus.  But when he saw the wind boisterous, he was afraid; and beginning to sink, he cried, saying, Lord, save me.”  (Matthew 14:29-30)

This story about Peter is stunning both in its miraculousness and its relatability.  Peter walked on water.  I mean, wow!  But then the winds about him began to blow and fear suddenly replaced his confidence in himself and in the Lord.  He began to sink.

As I shared this thought with Becca, I explained; Jesus knew what Peter was capable of with His help, and as long as Peter kept his focus on the Lord, he was able to do what he previously would have thought impossible.  But when he turned his focus to the wind and allowed fear to take over, he sank.  In our little driving scenario, I am the seasoned driving veteran.  I know what you can and cannot do.  I also understand that you’re scared, and that will cloud your judgement and make it hard, if not impossible, to act.  That’s why I needed you to trust me when I told you it was safe to go.  By not trusting me, you made the situation worse and very possibly could have caused an accident.

And as I was saying all of those things, the Spirit was saying to me, “Are you listening to yourself?  There’s a message here for you too.”  And mentally I replied, “Yes, I’m listening.  I know that God is all knowing and all-powerful, yet too often I let my fears, my worries, my concerns distract me from trusting in Him.  I will try to do better.  I will strive to ‘Trust in the Lord with all [mine] heart; and lean not unto [mine] own understanding.’”  (Proverbs 3:5)

Of course, the most beautiful part of Peter’s walking on water story is when, as he cries out for help because he’s sinking, Jesus immediately “stretched forth His hand, and caught him”.  He knows that we will doubt at times and begin to sink, but if, like Peter, we turn to Him to lift us out of our stormy sea, He will immediately reach out to us and save us.

Who knew that teaching my kids to drive could provide me with such profound learning experiences?  Not me, but I’m grateful nonetheless.

Friday, May 22, 2020

The Calm After the Storm

I've been contemplating doing a bit of writing more consistently than I've done in quite a while.  So, here I am breathing new life into my Blogger account.  Today I'm going to keep it relatively simple, dip my toe into the water, so to speak.  Last night and this morning I've been reflecting on the craziness of the past two weeks.  It's been one of those phases of life when a task is placed before you and you just go to work and get 'er done.

Less than a month ago we received confirmation that we would be moving to San Antonio in mid-May, despite the stop movement order currently in place for military families.  I can't remember which day we actually found out that we would be flying out of the UK on May 16, it must have been around April 25, but I can tell you that within a few days our car was shipped, movers were scheduled and flights were booked.

Movers began packing up our household goods on May 11, which, at this writing, is just 12 days ago.  When I think back over the past 12 days, I can hardly believe what our family has accomplished and experienced in such a short time.

  • We've decluttered, organized, purged unwanted items from and cleaned every inch of our house in the UK.
  • We've had our household goods packed up and shipped.
  • We had one of our sheds burgled and lost $600 worth of tools - ironically, in spite of frequent reports of burglary in our village, in the 2 3/4 years that we lived there, we never had any problems until the night before our movers came.  
  • We took a quick trip to the ER.
  • Our kids completed all of their schoolwork 3 weeks early so that they could get credit for the semester even though they were leaving early.
  • The kids completed a total of 5 AP exams, 1 of which was taken in a hotel room on RAF Lakenheath, 1 taken in a hotel room in London, and 3 taken in an Airbnb in San Antonio.
  • We spent a very long day - approximately 24 hours from the time we woke up until the time we went to bed - traveling from London to San Antonio.
  • We've bought a new truck and started the process of putting down roots in San Antonio.
  • And I have to add, we've done all of this in the midst of a global pandemic.
Life has come at us so fast recently that I look back and feel like we've had a year's worth of experiences in just a couple of weeks - or at least a few month's worth of experiences!  Although our 14 days of quarantine hasn't been as strict as we thought it might be, we are laying low for the most part.  And let me say, after the last few weeks, I'm very much enjoying the calm after the storm.