Building Our House on the Rock

For the past few months my kids have really been into the song about the wise man who built his house upon the rock. Remember it from childhood? They sing it all the time. You can revisit the lyrics here. And here's a couple of videos of them singing it:

This one was taken around Christmas time and Harper seems to have gotten stuck on verse 3, "The blessings come down as the prayers go up." Maybe it was those pesky hiccups.

I started shooting this one for the audio of them sweetly singing Jesus Loves Me together in the car, but then Hudson quickly took it a different direction. And yes, I was driving at the time and wasn't watching what I was filming at all. Sorry!

My biggest goal as a mom is to point my kids to Jesus in everything. Whether it be discipline, confrontations with other kids on the playground, fun exciting events, dealing with whatever emotions they have, whatever it is at the moment, I'm always challenged to see how I can take the situation and teach them something about God's goodness or our need for Jesus.

Through this song alone, we've talked alot about what it means to be wise. I've explained to them the metaphor for our lives being built on Jesus and the way He shows us to love. We've talked about why we pray and how God blesses us when we turn to Him with our needs. I know that at this point, most of it is going in one ear and straight out the other. But even if they hear snipets of the Truth here and there, the Holy Spirit is working in their hearts to put it together. I have faith in that. 

And they are starting to think that direction on their own now, and I love it! When the tsunami happened in Japan a couple of weeks ago, I told H&H about the basics of it and that "lots of people were hurting and we really need to pray for them." Hudson immediately says, "Dear God, thank you for the people in Japan. Thank you for the policemen who will keep them safe." (I think they've been talking about policemen at school.) It was so sweet. We prayed for the situation for several consecutive days, and then a couple of days went by where we didn't. Hudson came up to me in the kitchen and just asked me, "Mommy, are the people in Japan still hurting?" I love that they are starting to think that way. To see a world of people hurting and have a love for them. To think beyond themselves. To know they know the One who can heal hurts, calm fears, bring peace, and redeem.

I'm consistently amazed that the Lord uses me in all my flaws, shortcomings, and ignorance to show anybody anything about who HE is. And then equally amazed that He uses these little not-yet-3-year-olds to show me more about Him. It's true that parenting is the toughest job there is. I get overwhelmed sometimes when I think about all that I want my kids to know and understand and teaching them a Biblical worldview in the midst of a world that craves to please self. But I rest in a God who is laboring in their lives more than me. And we'll labor to build on the Rock.