5 Ways To Rescue Your Snow Day

The kids were running around the house like a wild lion was chasing them. Their screams pierced every bit of quiet I had in the house, and popped every ounce of sanity I had like two hands and bubble wrap. At 10am, the house was a wreck, and the beautiful Scrabble art piece that my mother in law painstakingly put together (she put all of our names on there in Scrabble tiles, plus "faith", "family", "God" and "love". My favorite Christmas present ever!) needed to be repaired. In one of the kids' haste to see the snow falling, they stood on the couch and accidentally knocked it over (thankfully I was able to fix it. Phew!). I had two Mom-yelling outbursts that I had to apologize for, and my built in "distracter and redirector" was fried from overuse. This day, and this Momma needed rescuing. 

Ever been there? What do you do on a snow day when you don't know what to do? How do you transform cabin fever into can-do strategies? I don't know. **record scratch** Sorry, I have to admit right up front that I don't have this Mommy-ing thing all together. However, here are a few things that I tried today that helped, and hopefully, they'll help you too.

1-CHECK YOUR DASH.

How are you, Mom? No really, how are you? Are you dehydrated and malnourished? Are you sleep deprived? Do you need some fresh air? Think of all the questions you would ask your child if you were trying to figure out how you could help them, and ask them of yourself. Do you need a minute alone to pray, or catch a quick verse? Even if you can't do all these things, you can do ONE. Start there. 

2-CHANGE GEARS.

There is nothing more refreshing than doing the same old same old, then all of a sudden doing something completely different. For example, I started to feel super agitated, so I did something else. I asked Wes (my 11 year old) to come outside with me and help shovel the walkway and clean off the cars. The fresh air did us both good, we had a bonding experience, and the crazy cross winds that took our breath away helped him appreciate the importance of this tedious winter chore.

3- CALL A LIFE-LINE.

If you are inside with the kids all day, a touch from the "outside world" helps. That day, it came in the form of my dear husband sending me a text (which is my fave!) But maybe for you it might be a friend that you can skype for 10 minutes, a parent/family member to catch up with. It might just be social scratch to your itch that is the ticket.

4- CREATE MEMORIES.

I seriously just wanted time alone that day- just a chance to breathe. But I knew that this snow day doesn't happen every day, and that they won't stay little forever. So when the wrestling went too far and I wanted to teleport to a white sand resort, I called the kids up for a game of Apples to Apples Jr. Just putting my kids in a new context where the focus was the game and not on behaviors helped me to enjoy them- not in a forced smile with gritted teeth kind of way, but really enjoy them. For example, the green card I drew was "squishy". One of my kids submitted a red card with the word "football" on it. It was a nice nod to the whole "Deflategate" scandal, and it had me rolling. Laughter is good, Mom. VERY good.

5- CLEAR SOME SPACE AND CONJURE UP BEAUTY.

Although part of the internal chaos I had going on had something to do with the freight train of energetic children stampeding through our house, part of it had to do with the fact that everywhere I looked, things were in disarray. The table was cluttered. The sink full of dishes. The shoes haphazardly strewn about. But I noticed the candle in my kitchen and the candle on my table. I began to think how nice it would be to see the soft flickering light of the candles and the soothing scent wafting through the air. I decided that I'd go around and do a bit of straightening up (not spring cleaning mind you, but enough to bring some "AH" back), and that turning on the candles would be my reward. Wouldn't you know, when things looked better around the Martin house, and the candles were lit, Momma got some of her "AH" back. Is there a space you can clear so you don't feel claustrophobic? How about rearranging some things to spice things up? The world is your oyster, Momma! What beauty can you bring to your four walls? Even just improving a small corner will do a world of good. If what makes you smile is putting fake flowers in a vase to remind you of the hope of springtime, do that. :)

So there you have it, 5 things I tried that helped rescue my snow day. What about you? What helps rescue your snow day? Comment below the blog or the Tea With A Slice of Life facebook page and let's swap ideas! :)

Hands **And Giveaway!**

A riddle: what is something you use every day, all day long that is most likely under appreciated? Answer: your hands. I'm staring at mine as I furiously press the keys of my laptop, and I'm marveling at how little I think about them. All I'm focusing on is words on the screen. If I was to think about what my hands did today, the list would include:

• wash dishes
•  play Uno Attack with Grant (my 7 year old)
•  pat Lucy (my Boston Terrier)
• text
• throw wet clothes in the drier

And to be completely honest? I didn't think of my hands ONCE while doing all that. Not once. It's like my hands are a tool that I use. All I'm focused on is the stuff I'm getting done, and not necessarily the tool I used to do it all. 

As I stare at my hands, I realize that they tell a story. My skin is a little dry, which says that I've done  a whole lot of hand washing and not so much moisturizing. There's two rings on my left ring finger- both given to me by the love of my life, Steve. My hands have changed thousands of diapers, played keys on a piano, and placed bandages on cuts and scrapes. My hands have been the launching pad for blown kisses, and flailed all around during a conversation (if you know me, I talk with my hands). But the one thing that I love most about my hands is that they have the power to touch.

 

My heart is tucked safely in my chest- and it is filled with lots of love. But if I follow the path of my heart to my shoulder, my upper arm, my elbow, and my lower arm, the end of that path is- yes, you guessed it- my hand. Your hand is an extension of your heart. The power of words is incredible; the power of touch is indelible. Ever have someone wipe a tear from your face with their thumb? Or place their hand on your back to show support? Or even give you a congratulatory fist bump? You can't put words to that. Talking to someone means you respect them; touching someone means you care.

Look at all the examples in God's word about the times that Jesus reached out his toughened carpenter hands and gave a tender touch to humanity. He touched the eyes of the blind and healed them. He touched the hand of Peter's mother in law and healed her fever. He touched leprosy ravaged skin and made it completely whole. He touched a coffin and brought a dead man to life. It strikes a chord with me, because Jesus could have done all these things with a word. A word would have been enough. But He chose to couple His word with His touch. Perhaps to show us how He wants us to use our hands, or perhaps He wanted to connect with those He was healing. Or further still, He was showing us that the great big God of the universe wanted to be that close to the people He set His affection on. 

Look down at your hands. They are tools in the hands of God to show love through touch. Who under your roof needs to be tangibly reminded that you love them? Which one of your friends could use a hug? Technology and social media might be giants, but the most powerful  connection to reach the world happens to be at the end of your wrists. As the old song "Take My Life And Let It Be" echoes, let God take your hands, big or small, moisturized or chapped, weathered or smooth, and allow them to move at the impulse of His love. This world needs it desperately- and you have just the tools to do it.

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Many Blessings,

Charisa

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Dear Stuck Waiting...

Dear Stuck Waiting,

I know. I really do. You are everyone, and just you. You are hanging on to hope, about to give up, or burying your dreams. You feel like you are stuck in the middle of your story while others have reached the end of theirs. And you're not just waiting in line, waiting in traffic, waiting for your number to be called...you're waiting for something big. Something long dreamed of. Something just out of your reach.

Dearest Stuck Waiting, you could be waiting for one of many things...or many things combined. The dream job, school to finish, a husband, a baby, a house. You might be stuck waiting for that clean bill of health, that promotion, or that prodigal child to come home. Maybe what has you waiting is a deep trench of depression that you're longing to finally get out of.

You might be resentful when other people seemingly effortlessly reach their goals. You might be asking "WHY?" "Why do I have to wait, while they don't?" "Why isn't it my turn?" "WHY???" You might have your head hung low while you kick a pebble in frustration and resignation; you might think, "This won't ever happen anyway. Why hope?" Or you might be strapped into an emotional rollercoaster...pulse racing, chugging up the hill of "Maybe This Time!" only to hurtle down the steep incline of "Nope, not this time." That negative pregnancy test. That big repair that wipes out your savings. That rejection letter from that college...somehow they have a way of taking you low. So low that you want to get off the ride.

Isn't there something that feels so vulnerable about waiting? It's as if the hard exterior you carry through life is null and void when you think about your dreams. That titanium shell around your heart is replaced by a fragile egg shell, and it won't take much disappointment for it to crack. And when it breaks, it takes so much effort to clean up the mess. Yet, you still wait.

Stuck Waiting, you show courage. Because it takes a heart containing the least amount of courage to continue to dream. Disappointments bash your built up dreams against the rocks of adversity, and yet you choose to build again. You are a stouthearted soul. If all that is left of your desires are embers, please allow me to put a few logs on for you.

Waiting doesn't have to be a powerless place where you get weaker with each passing minute. It doesn't have to keep you at a stand-still. Waiting can be a place of strength.  It's like a gym where atrophied faith muscles can be conditioned, toned, and built. Although sweat is poured out, and you don't think you can hold on for much longer, little by little you are getting stronger. With each passing moment, waiting can add inches of pure, lean muscle to your flagging faith if you place your hope from your dream to your All Powerful God.

So let's not allow ourselves to get fatigued doing good. At the right time we will harvest a good crop if we don't give up, or quit. Galatians 6:9

But those who wait upon God get fresh strength. They spread their wings and soar like eagles, they run and don't get tired, they walk and don't lag behind. Isaiah 40:31

You don't have to be Stuck Waiting anymore; for there is nothing "stuck" about waiting on God. You are in constant motion. You are leaning into God's goodness; you are Strengthened in Waiting. May this waiting season find you not aimlessly flapping your wings, but stretching them and letting the warm currents of God's strength lift you up- conserving your energy, increasing your altitude, and letting you see the bird's eye perspective. This is a wait that will not go to waste.

Wait patiently for the Lord. Be brave and courageous. Yes, wait patiently for the Lord. Psalm 27:14

Ear Worms

I was chatting with a friend the other day about songs that are so catchy that they stay in your head for weeks.

"Oh, you mean an ear worm?" she casually replied.

"EW!!!! What's that?" I recoiled at the unfamiliar term.

"No," she explained, "That's what people call a song that gets stuck in your head."

Ever had that happen? You're in line in a store, and you hear it; that song that's way too catchy to ignore. Next thing you know, you're humming it in your car, you're singing it in the shower, you're blasting it like elevator music in the halls of your mind. Usually for me, the cure is simple: time, and listening to something else.

I realized that I've had ear worms through the years. Only they aren't songs, they're thoughts. Dangerous and deadly thoughts. Dismal and dominating thoughts. At the risk of sounding crazy, I hear voices in my head. Voices that say, "You'll never be as thin as her," "You are a bad Mom," "No one will ever listen to what you have to say," and on and on it goes. Next thing I know, if I'm not careful, I'm letting those thoughts take up space in my head when I'm parenting, when I'm alone, when I'm tired, and when I make a mistake. And if I'm not careful, I might let those thoughts stick around, leaving their nasty graffiti on the walls of my mind, cluttering rooms, and taking up precious real estate. Ever had those kind of thoughts in your head? Then our diagnosis is one in the same- we're plagued with ear worms.

The good news is, that no matter what the tune your ear worm is, it can be wiped out. An ear worm is stubborn, but not invincible. And the cure is both simple and complicated: time, and listening to something else.

You see there's a verse that says we need to take every thought captive and make it obedient to Christ (2 Corinthians 10:5) . What does that mean? It means instead of getting friendly with every thought that pops in your head, inviting it in, taking its coat, offering it tea or coffee, and sitting down with it for as long as it chooses to stay, we need to be ruthless. We need to examine every thought we have, and ask it, "Where are you coming from? Who sent you? What are your intentions?" Channel your inner Dad-of-a-teenage-daughter-whose-date-just-arrived-at-the-door. If it's a thought that shames you, distracts you, tears you down, and trashes you from the inside out, give it the boot. And I'm talking size 13 military boot.

Since nature abhors a vacuum, you need to fill your mind with something else. It would help to fill your mind with what those who love you have to say, but if you're looking for something permanent, truth filled, and life changing, turn to the Word of God. The Artist who made your soul has more to say about you than anyone. Listen to the titles of some of His greatest singles, "I Paid the Highest Price For You", "You're Beautifully Made", "Adventure With Me", and "I'm All You Ever Need". Play those in your head enough, and they will ring through the halls of your mind like a symphony. It's what you've always wanted to hear, and it's 100% truth.

In addition to this, play show and tell. You see, as long as a thought is kept bottled up, it has power. You are its captive audience. And it bullies you by saying that people would think you were nuts if you ever told anyone about it. Can I tell you how much FREEDOM there is in confession? There have been times where I told my husband or trusted friend a thought soundtrack that was bouncing around in my head. Just having the thought leave my mouth, I could hear how much of a lie it was. And to have my husband or that friend say, "Oh that is so NOT true about you!" was like someone opening windows in a stuffy house and letting fresh spring air in. We need to do life with others.

It takes time to eradicate a villain song that's been playing in our heads for years. You might have to kick that same song out again and again until it's out for good. Stick with it. Ear worms make a MESS...and it will take a long time for the rooms of your mind to be straightened up. Even after the good tunes clean up the mess, it will take a while to remember you don't have to tiptoe around the broken vase that used to be there. Be tenacious. Don't give up. Don't give in.

So, Ear Worms? You are being served your eviction notice. You are played out and exposed for what you are...lies. Let's not allow that kind of elevator music in our minds, friends. Life is too short, and there are way better songs out there.