Sowing All The wrong Seeds

<body topmargin=0 leftmargin=0 marginheight=0 marginwidth=0> <table cellpadding=0 cellspacing=0 border=0><tr> <td valign="top" colspan=2 height=22 BGCOLOR="#FFFFFF" TEXT="#080000" bgproperties="fixed" background="040a30d3.png"> <div> </div> </td> </tr><tr> <td valign="top" width=145 BGCOLOR="#333399" TEXT="#080000" background="03fa2c00erkjzj.png"> <div> <A HREF="id162.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Being A Parent"><U>Being A Parent</U></A></div> <div> <A HREF="id146.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Stepping Out"><U>Stepping Out</U></A></div> <div> <A HREF="id152.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="My Daughter"><U>My Daughter</U></A></div> <div> <A HREF="id151.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Humerous Great Truths"><U>Humerous Great Truths</U></A></div> <div> <A HREF="id131.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Mothering Tips"><U>Mothering Tips</U></A></div> <div> <A HREF="id128.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Shell Be Here"><U>She'll Be Here</U></A></div> <div> <A HREF="id112.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Perfection"><U>Perfection</U></A></div> <div> <B>Sowing All The wrong Seeds</B></div> <div> <A HREF="id46.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="The Sandpit"><U>The Sandpit</U></A></div> <div> <A HREF="id47.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Lifes Changed"><U>Life's Changed</U></A></div> <div> <A HREF="id48.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Im Thankful"><U>I'm Thankful</U></A></div> <div> <A HREF="id86.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="What I Expect"><U>What I Expect</U></A></div> <div> <A HREF="id50.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="My Girl"><U>My Girl</U></A></div> <div> <A HREF="id51.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Were On Show"><U>We're On Show</U></A></div> <div> <A HREF="id52.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Home All Day"><U>Home All Day</U></A></div> <div> <A HREF="id53.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Parking Lesson"><U>Parking Lesson</U></A></div> <div> <A HREF="id54.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Im Tired"><U>I'm Tired</U></A></div> <div> <A HREF="id97.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Singing to Get Well"><U>Singing to Get Well</U></A></div> <div> <A HREF="id98.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Who Are We Protecting?"><U>Who Are We Protecting?</U></A></div> <div> <A HREF="id99.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="The Birthday"><U>The Birthday</U></A></div> <bR> </td> <td valign="top" height=458 BGCOLOR="#FFFBF0" TEXT="#080000"> <div> <FONT SIZE="6" COLOR="#993380" FACE="Paris" ><I>Zollywood</I></FONT><FONT SIZE="1" COLOR="#663399" FACE="Times New Roman" >  </FONT><FONT SIZE="1" COLOR="#663399" FACE="Verdana" >  </FONT> |    <B> </B><FONT SIZE="2" COLOR="#0000BF" FACE="Verdana" ><A HREF="index.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Zollywood"><U><B>home</B></U></A></FONT></div> <div> back to  <FONT SIZE="2" COLOR="#0000BF" FACE="Verdana" ><A HREF="id34.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Parenting"><U><B>Parenting</B></U></A></FONT></div> <div> <IMG SRC="04107040.png" border=0 width="263" height="4" ALIGN="BOTTOM" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0"></div> <div> <B>Sowing All The wrong Seeds</B></div> <div> This June/July school holiday has been quite a struggle for me it came around so fast. I have three children at school and three at home. Some weeks I get before God and ponder over home schooling or trying to get them into a Christian school but right now it's clear that they are to be part of the public school system. This was a big change for our three school aged kids as they were in a very wonderful  fundamental Christian school in Sydney where discipline and biblical principles were upheld. Now we are in a state school and things are just different. We have all been starting to dig our roots and becoming familiar with church, school and our local community.</div> <bR> <div>  I have been trying to a better mother. I find it easy to spend very  little time with all of the children individually. With still adjusting to this change I feel tired and run down. I also have an inflamed liver right now that seems to wear me down. But really there is no excuse for not sowing into my husband and children's lives. Tired or not. I often dream about being alone on a deserted island just sitting watching the waves roll in, with no one needing me or even talking to me. Then I catch myself and remember this season is only short and I would miss my husband within five minutes any way.</div> <bR> <div> The first few days of this break I felt out of control. Just a little break away from reality please. I wasn't prepared for the continually messy house, the endless snacks and sandwiches, the demands for another video, computer game or Nintendo. I just wanted a couple more weeks of school and I might feel normal. But it wasn't to be, the end of term came around like the speed of lightning. I felt tired at the thought of it and just wanted a couple more weeks to adjust to life that little bit more.</div> <bR> <div> My expectations had run out of control, out of reality. I began screaming, pick up these things, don't make that mess, clean up those rooms, don't ask me again. I was being horrible to all of my children,  even hurting them with my cruel words. I rang my husband as well in my blur of yuck, probably for help or to stop me from spinning but it didn't help. I stayed like that for about two and a half days. The children were edgy and my husband felt stressed. </div> <bR> <div> I had to get alone with God. I began pouring out my heart and asking for forgiveness  for hurting my family and not putting them first. I also  had to ask my children for forgiveness especially for saying awful things when I was yelling. The Lord started speaking to me. The children are scheduled for this big children's conference in Brisbane where they are sure to be blessed." Don't get in the way of what I want to do in their lives" I felt him say. "This weekend is important and I am going to direct their lives".</div> <div> OK.  I have been out of control physically and emotionally  but also spiritually. I had allowed myself to be overwhelmed again with things of little significance when my children will be touched with eternal significance.</div> <bR> <div> I later read a devotion from Mark 4:3 <I> "Listen! A sower went out to sow.  And as he sowed, some seed fell on the path, and the birds came and ate it up. Other seed fell on rocky ground, where it did not have much soil, and it sprang up quickly, since it had no depth of soil. And when the sun rose, it was scorched; and since it had no root, it withered away. Other seed fell among thorns, and the thorns grew up and choked it, and it yielded no grain. Other seed fell into good soil and brought forth grain, growing up and increasing and yielding thirty and sixty and a hundredfold."  And he said, "Let anyone with ears to hear listen!"</I></div> <bR> <div> I realised then what the Lord was letting me know. The last few months of being established, spending heaps of family time together and just loving each other a whole new way was great seed being sown into our lives. The fruit of which is a really happy and intimate family. Yet with one or two days of me being selfish and hurtful,  I can strip our children and marriage of what has already been sown. I had to repent and ask the Lord for great seed again for my family. Seed that will grow up and increase in their lives. Lets face it I will probably be tired for a few more years yet. I will have toys, paper and sand throughout my house as well.  But the seed for my family right now is valuable for their future and in an instant this season is over, no looking back with regrets. It's time for this sower to sow into good soil, and the kids conference, they're not missing it for the world.</div> <bR> <div> © 2001 zollywood.com</div> <bR> </td> </tr></table></body>