Ignore you are still stuck inside because of snow on this Sunday or any Sunday, Dr. Tony Evans brings a great word every Sunday morning. “If you are messed up because your mother and father are messed up, it’s because you choose to adopt that. You don’t have to.” Hard but true words that are... Continue Reading →
You and I didn’t choose teaching: it choose us. I’m in. “Jesus looked at them and said, “With man this is impossible, but with God all things are possible.” Matthew 19:26 Source: Growing Tomatoes in Wintertime: Why I am Still a Teacher
As I start a new school year, help me to remember the most important things and to keep them always in front of my face.
If you're reading this blog and saying "Amen sister! Preach it!”, then your responsibility is equal to those of parents of children and teens. Our responsibility is to help. Our responsibility is to lovingly teach, assist, do whatever it takes to help a struggling parent around us who needs support. Many moms or dads are single parents and in this alone, and they need our loving support, not our judgment and condemnation.
"Join me this Christmas season every time things start to get stressed or loneliness and despair start to creep in and quietly, humbly, and slowly sing; “Oh come let us adore Him, Oh come let us adore Him, Oh come let us adore Him Christ the Lord.”
Every year, a meltdown is inevitable. I love Christmas, but memories come flooding back every year and I must deal with them. The pain never gets better. God's grace and comfort seem to increase. I want to be happy and joyful in this season, but it no longer comes naturally. The enemy would have me to wallow in a pit of sorrow, but I will not. I choose joy.
If this time of year is painful for you, know that I am committed to praying for you. It's ok to let it out. This time of year, I have at least one meltdown. When there are no words, I just keep telling myself "My only hope is Jesus".
You look around you and all the world is two by two. At Christmas everyone has a boyfriend or girlfriend, and guess what, they all got rings. You want to go to church, but again everyone is in couples. You know that the minute you walk through those doors with two kids in tow and no spouse, you will start to see eyes that you interpret as judgmental. You certainly don't venture into a small group class because they are all for couples. If you do find a good singles class, you are not sure that you want to go because you are not ready to discuss the whole situation. Your good friend just got his or her Christmas bonus. Where's yours? You are not sure how much longer the car will make it, so you certainly don't have extra money for Christmas. It will be a strain for sure. She hates you. You know that a certain coworker thinks you are an idiot. Let's face it: you have said so many things that you wish you could take back. So many times you say the wrong thing. At the top of your prayer list is learning how and when to stop talking. You really hate this job. You want another job, are looking for another job, but so far, God hasn't released you from this one. A sense of dread overwhelms you around Sunday each week. A loved one is dying. A loved one recently died, or you are experiencing chronic health problems. As you see everyone enjoying the holiday season, all the decorations seem to do nothing more than cause knots in your stomach. Quite frankly, you are staring at a battlefield without the courage to go on it. But, you have no choice. This is in my field of expertise, this thing called the blues. I am well acquainted with so many of the above situations--that's why I can talk about them so easily. Been there, done that. If you read some of my other blog posts, you will see some stories from my life. Christmas is definitely a challenge for my family but God has laid on my heart today to share hope. It seems that this is timely. As I was starting to type this, I received a text informing me that a good friend is dying. Unbelievable. My pastor's sermon this morning hit upon this same subject. But Christmas is about hope and hope we shall now pursue. Good thing is that in Christ Jesus, we just have to rest and let Him do all the work. He is ready, but are we? Are we ready to let it go and let God take it, never grabbing it back like a mad two year old? Here are some things that God has taught me in the valley, lessons learned and basically a prescription for the blues. Do the hard things. Whatever God is calling you to do, whether it is apologize, pay that bill, get another job to pay those bills or grade those papers and plan for the week, do it. Nothing makes you feel better than just tackling it and doing it. Grieve. Give yourself a break. Let it out. In our former house, Robert and I had an amazing closet that I could shut the door, curl up in the floor and cry, or pray or cry and pray. Sometimes I do this best in my car while driving. You must take it to Jesus. Don't expect that He knows already, which He does, but you must verbalize all that is in your heart. It will do a world of good. Don't fall for the enemy's pride trap. It's big, it's easy to fall into, but don't. So many things that we don't remedy have to do with our silly pride. You may have acted a fool, you need to apologize. Do it. You may have done all the right things and looked a fool, so you feel bad. That's silly pride. Don't fall for that trap. Don't dig up bones. Randy Travis has an old song called "Digging Up Bones". Do you know how many times I have woke up feeling awful about something that happened years ago that I can do nothing about. Another Satan trap. During the darkest of valleys, surround yourself with godly counsel. Let them think and pray you through. There are times when you can't believe you are still breathing, but you are. The pain is too much. Our Christian brothers and sisters will carry you through. They will intercede for you; just ask. Don't give up. All things take time. When the money is lean, buying something that I don't need never seems more tempting, but that is a form of giving up. Stay the course. Consider this word from God: Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of compassion and the God of all comfort, 4 who comforts us in all our troubles, so that we can comfort those in any trouble with the comfort we ourselves receive from God. 5 For just as we share abundantly in the sufferings of Christ, so also our comfort abounds through Christ. 6 If we are distressed, it is for your comfort and salvation; if we are comforted, it is for your comfort, which produces in you patient endurance of the same sufferings we suffer. 2 Corinthians 1:3-9 Our hardships can be a great tool to comfort others. I know that this is no comfort to us sometimes, but sometimes it is. God has a plan, and we must trust Him. Somedays, I so wish that I knew what that plan was, but we must commit to trust. Christmas is the season of hope. A child came to save the world. So all the things that our modern day world has made Christmas and many things that may make us sad are not what Christmas is about. A Savior came. I needed saving. What a reason to celebrate. So turn up the music. The enemy wants you defeated. He loves to see a Christian suffering, but God wants to turn that mourning into gladness. He can. I can testify that when I thought I would never smile again, God brought my smile back. My situation didn't change, but God did what only God can do and returned to me hope and joy. Let us strive to be a testimony to only what God can do. Let's embrace this verse: But he said to me, "My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness." Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ's power may rest on me. 2 Corinthians 12:9 Also we need some Christmas music and my friend Travis Cottrell is the best. So turn this up loud: IMG_1330 These are for sale on Amazon. "And This Ain't Hollywood Either" is a 30 day devo written during the season when my dad experienced a bad stroke during Christmas & I talk about that. Check past blog posts for some of those stories & save ordering it. Travis Cottrell "Ring The Bells" I love helping with women's events at churches anytime I can, so check my calendar and contact me if I can help. http://www.kathymcbroom.com Praise and glory and wisdom and thanks and honor and power and strength be to our God for ever and ever. Amen! Revelation 7:12
Christ's love compels us. There are children before us each day that need to see Jesus in flesh. We have this awesome opportunity to shine light and life into lives.
This blog began the minute my youngest daughter Hannah sent a text to Rachel, Robert and me telling us that she was thinking of Rachel as she was in her college class listening to positive behavior intervention. I believe in positive behavior intervention, rewards and encouragement. With every fiber of my teacher being, I believe... Continue Reading →
I am a good teacher. No, I am an excellent teacher. God has equipped me and called me to teach these children. They may be a well disciplined class or not, but God has me right where He wants me and I have a job to do. I can change a child’s life forever by educating and loving him/her. I can potentially change many lives by changing this one. I will not shy away from disciplining or loving where needed. I will not always be the most popular person in my room. Jesus wasn’t either, so that’s ok.
Christmas is quickly approaching, but that can mean the blues are also. I am continuing to tell my story of pain at Christmastime and how God has led me through this journey. After all that happened so many years ago, that year, I finally found myself saying, "I wanna live again." Read my words from... Continue Reading →
Eleven years ago tomorrow, everything changed. If you have been reading my blogs lately, I am telling a part of my journey surrounding my father's devastating stroke on December 12, 2003. Here are two more entries from my book And This Ain't Hollywood Anymore written years ago. It is available on Amazon, and I hope that... Continue Reading →
I will continue to blog everyday that I can throughout December reflecting on that Christmas season that changed everything. Whether you read all of these or not, I am praying for all of you who are telling me that we are one in the bond of painful Christmases. I stand with you, but we will... Continue Reading →
This is from some time ago but it spoke to me this morning in those days between Christmas and New Years. Happy 2018!
You look around you and all the world is two by two. At Christmas everyone has a boyfriend or girlfriend, and guess what, they all got rings.
You want to go to church, but again everyone is in couples. You know that the minute you walk through those doors with two kids in tow and no spouse, you will start to see eyes that you interpret as judgmental. You certainly don’t venture into a small group class because they are all for couples. If you do find a good singles class, you are not sure that you want to go because you are not ready to discuss the whole situation.
Your good friend just got his or her Christmas bonus. Where’s yours? You are not sure how much longer the car will make it, so you certainly don’t have extra money for Christmas. It will be a strain for sure.
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May the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace as you trust in him, so that you may overflow with hope by the power of the Holy Spirit.
Ever wonder what God is up to? Do I? I do, about once a week. I teach middle school and for whatever reason, I am right where God wants me. Lord, help me. Watch and listen as you cook for those Christmas folks today. Depending on who you will see over your holidays, you may need this by the end of the week.
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As I was shopping for my items for our shoeboxes for Samaritan’s Purse Operation Christmas Child, tears came to my eyes. I thought of the kids of Haiti and how little they have and how spoiled I am. As Americans we are so amazingly blessed materially but forget to be grateful and give back. From everyone who has been given much, much will be demanded; Luke 12:48 But there was another reason tears came to my eyes. The holiday season is difficult. It is for so many-I am one of them. Years ago, my father had a terrible stroke at a Sunday School Christmas party that changed everything. Since then I struggle with joy during this obvious season of joy. I am not alone.
When I begin to feel overwhelmed by the lostness all around me, God reminds me that He wants me not try to save the world. I am to be obedient and start with just one person. One person at a time is my mission field. Look for your one and ask God to show you what to do. He faithfully will.
We see kids every day coming to school as if they have been on a battlefield, not entering one at school. So many do. Families are stressed, kids are stressed, our society is stressed...and hopeless. Oh, we believers know better, don’t we? Time for some big prayers.