What To Do Most

Posted: September 21, 2009 in love
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happy personThe People Priority

Life is a priority making event. We eat; we shop; we work; we eat. We sleep; we make things, we break things, we fix things, we eat things.  We surf the internet, we exercise, we watch TV; we eat while watching TV; we eat after we watch TV. There is a pattern. Certain things stand out.

When it comes to priorities, I recommend eating, often, all day, and half the night, in your sleep. I ate in the shower recently. Eating is my priority, but eating is not the main thing.

People are. People are the soul’s food. I recommend three to four large servings of small to medium sized people per day.

Nothing on earth is more nourishing to your psyche than small people,  friends,  family, grandchildren, your people. Other things — cars, houses, TVs are a mere sugar coating on life. People are protein.

Your career accomplishments, will be forgotten. Too much food will make you fat, but family and friends and grandparents and children and new acquaintances — they are the sweet spot, the core, the elixir of good living.

Think Jesus. He owned nothing, but relationships, and his life was replete with meaning! Want to thrive? Socialize. Drive fast, toward people. Put your social pedal to the floor. Shift into relational fifth gear, motor toward people at top speed.

 “Love your neighbor.” It’s top priority.

 There are several simple ways to do this. 

Take risks.

If you are invited to a party, go. Jesus did his first miracle at a party. If you are never get invited to parties, take a class at the community college; they often end with a party. My wife and I took a dance class  at the college.  It was like constant party; every night I danced with a different girl, and stepped on her toes. It was a risk; it was fun; it was scary. I’m glad I did it. I won’t do it again.

But you don’t have to go to a party or take a class to risk socially, to have the adventure of new relationship. Church works. Go often. Join a group there. It is the best way to get deeper with people. Jesus’s closest followers joined his group. You need homies, groupies, buddies, cronies, confidantes, side kicks.

I remember my first small group experience at a church I was terrified. I was afraid to say anything in outloud in the group. When I did risk and speak, I trembled and my heart pounded. I was so shy. It was painful. I’ve gotten over that. How? I’ve been a small group continuously for the last 30 years. Just do it, until in feels natural!

All of ature knows to collect. Flies swarm, fish school, sheep flock. The crows group in a murder, the cobras in a quiver, the seals form a harem. What about you? Who is in your quiver? Who is in your murder? Who makes up your harem? Well, you might not do the harem thing.

Spiritually seeking people have always grouped. Moses left his isolation in the peaceful desert to join his people in Egypt. Ruth left her people to join her mother-in-laws people in Palestine. Peter left his fishing buddies to be a part of Jesus’ small group. 

Follow suite. Don’t isolate, don’t cocoon or hide. Get out of the house. Find  your people.

Samoans make good football players. Think Jr. Seau.  In the NFL he has had over 1,500 career tackles. Samoans have a warrior tradition. So do Christian.  Our Christian ancestors are Joshua, David, Paul. Live like them. Capture your people.

Reveal yourself

Once you are with people, to really be with them you must reveal who you are. Create safe space. Safe space is space where we are all free to be imperfect, where we give people our permission to be imperfect too.

Jesus created safe space everywhere he went. There was a  woman caught in adultery.  Religious people wanted to stone her. Jesus said to them “He who is without sin, throw the first stone.”

Jesus protected her by getting everyone there to admit that they weren’t perfect. The secret to good relating is that there are no secrets. Safety exists in the truth that wea are all failures.

In John 8:32, Jesus says, You will know the truth, and the truth will set you free.”

The truth he is talking about is the truth that we aren’t perfect, and that we need him to help  us be free, to admit that, to be open to be right and good.

To live in truth, I engage in intentional openess. I often share with people something imperfect about myself. It’s easy. There are so many things to choose from.

I once shot my big brother, with a BB gun. I once totaled my car. I am an addict. Addicted, to what? To every food ever grown, cut, cooked, fried, broiled, boiled or burned, but especially to cold cereal.  While laughing, I once snorted super sugar crisps. I like to inhale — my cereal.

Want to thrive in relationships. Tell on yourself. It makes people laugh, or cry, for you. It connects you. It’s liberating to be honest. It opens up the conversation to revelations of criminal activity and other juicy topics. Baptize your conversations with honesty. You’ll draw out interesting confessions.

Some people won’t go to church. Why? They think they have to act holy. If only they knew! I tell them. Come to my church. You’ll meet so many people who are more messed up than you that it will make you feel great about yourself.

Be human. Jesus was, fully God, fully man. If you are free to be what you are, other people will be free to be who  they are and always will be — gloriously and imperfectly and shockingly,  human.

Be stingy — with criticism

Jesus was so different from the other religious people of his day. They were critical of other people, full of rules, judgments. That is so unattractive, so antisocial.

Jesus went around accepting people, lepers, beggars, prostitutes, tax collectors.

Some Christians go around doing the opposite, expressing judgment and intolerance. They are intolerant of falling moral standards, of political liberals or conservatives, of other denominations, of other religions, of slipping family values, of people who don’t believe in miracles. But is that an effective strategy to draw people to Jesus? Is it like Jesus?

Come join us and you can be judgmental and angry like us!

Be cautious with criticism. Jesus primarily defined his followers by what they were for, not what they were against. We are for people, not against them. We are for forgiveness. We are for mercy. Samuel Johnson said, “God doesn’t judge a man until his life is over. Why should I?” We are for compassion. We are for peace.

William James said that the “deepest principle in human nature is the craving to be appreciated.” James used the word, “craving.” Meet the craving. Tell people good things about themselves.

To thrive relationally you must be winsomely positive.

Express warmth.

Jesus was always touching the people he healed. Babies that are regularly touched gain weight faster, develop stronger immune systems, crawl and walk sooner, sleep more soundly and cry less than babies deprived of close physical contact.

Touch the people you love, hug them, pre-hug them, re-hug them, post-hug them, kiss them. Jesus touched the blind man’s eyes, he brought the children near; he put his hands on people he healed.

Affirm people. People are 50% more likely to feel close to family members who frequently express affection than to those who rarely do so. Tell people, “I love you.” 

When the preschoolers I know see me, they run and hug my leg. They tell me they love me. They adore me, and aren’t afraid to show it. We would do well not to lose such enthusiasm for people.

Why are we reluctant to tell people we care about them?  Are we afraid it will be misinterpreted as manipulative, as weak, as sexual? Well, if the last is an issue for you, be careful, but still find words or actions to glow with holy warmth.

Express warmth. It creates a magnetic attraction, what Rollo May calls a “field of emotion.”

Go after it. It’s the priority. It’s people. To love them, take risks, reveal yourself, be stingy with criticism, glow with social warmth.

Remember Philippians 4:13.  “I can do everything in him who gives me strength.”

Draw energy, inspiration, a field of warm emotion, from Jesus. He made people his top priority; he was warm, honest, and positive.  If you follow him, he lives in you, he speaks through you. He connects through you.

You might say, “It doesn’t feel natural.” Love? Of course not, it’s of God, it’s supernatural.

How To Thrive!

Posted: August 24, 2009 in thriving
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flower in the wall Love Yourself

Recently, for lunch, I had some delicious chicken tacos with a likeable friend. It was part of my work day. I have a cool job. Basically, I get paid to eat with people.

So, my friend and I were eating tacos and talking and I thought. I like this guy. He is comfortable with himself.  So I said, “You’re pretty relaxed around people. People seem to like you.”

I always compliment the people I eat with. It leads to better digestion. And maybe they’ll pay.

 “I wasn’t always comfortable with people,” he said. “It’s something I’ve worked on.”  “Really,” I said, “It seems natural.”

“Yeah,” he said, “One day I when I was younger, I was bragging on something. A girl walking by overheard me and said to me, “You don’t think much of yourself, do you?” She kept on walking.

I thought, “Is she being sarcastic? Or does she think that I don’t like myself?” It got me to thinking. And after thinking on it, I realized: I didn’t think much of myself. And I decided I’d work on that.”

Looking at my friend, I thought: That worked! He’s transformed himself into a likeable person.

I like the narrative here. It rings real. I’ve noticed that I struggle with self-love, at least at some point or some area.  So do many of my friends. It’s something to work on.

After a making a mistake, I know I’ve said, “I’m so stupid.” Looking at one of my flaws in the mirror, I’ve said, “I hate the way I look.” After a public faux pas, and I’ve made them, I’ve thought, “I am such a social klutz.” Forgetting an appointment, my own inner voice has critiqued me:  “You are seriously losing it!”

Consider however, that many of the great thinkers of the world, those who have transformed history, have counseled self-love. Gandhi was committed to human dignity, self-respect and self-rule for India. Buddhist practice is called the “middle way,” between self-denial and self-aggrandizement. Jesus taught, ‘Love your neighbor as yourself.’” Jesus assumed we love ourselves

In saying, “Love your neighbor as youself,”  Jesus was more specifically saying something like, ” You feed yourself, clean yourself, groom yourself, rest yourself, protect yourself. So feed, groom, rest and protect others in the same way. You overlook you own mistakes. Don’t jump on other people for theirs.”

I was with a person recently. I teased that not everybody in the world loved her. She quipped back, “If they don’t love me, there is something wrong with them.” I think Jesus would approve!

But for many people, self-love is a battlefield. 

A couple of thoughts come to mind. How do we love ourselves in healthy, appropriate ways?

Speak truth.

When tempted to say, “I’m a failure,” it would be more truthful to say, “I made a mistake. “When tempted to think, “I am a social klutz,’ it would be more truthful to say, “No I made a  blunder, but I’m not defined by one interaction.”

Gerald Ford gained a reputation as clumsy after several mishaps, driving his golf cart into a crowd, falling down the steps of Air Force One. Chevy Chase lampooned him for this on Saturday Night Live. The truth? Ford was very athletic.

At the University of Michigan, Ford played on two championship football teams, and he was named to the college all-star team. He turned down offers from the NFL. At one time or another, we will all need to fight for a truthful view of self

I’ve noticed that even seasoned older people have difficulty treating their souls with dignity and kindness.

Recently, I was with a very wise and accomplished lady, who has, in the last few years, lost her husband and a private grade school she helped create and direct. I sat with her in a preschool board meeting. The school is a remnant of her lost grade school. As we discussed a tough decision regarding some cutbacks in the preschool, she began to cry. “I just realized,” she said. “I’ve been so caught up in grieving the loss of my husband, I have never taken the time to grieve the loss of my school.”

Multiple losses – this is one of the signatures of aging. But do we know to give appropriate time and sacred space for recovery? It is a deep truth that we need to make sacred time to love ourselves by allowing ourselves time to grieve our losses.

If any of us saw a baby unattended and crying, we would go pick it up and we would speak soothingly to the baby. So when we cry, why don’t we go gently to ourselves, pick ourselves up, speaking soothing words of understanding and comfort?

Backing my SUV up a few years ago, I jarringly realized that a telephone pole had jumped out of its place and slammed into the back of my car.  $900 in damage resulted. I felt  stupid! “Why didn’t I see it coming?”  At home that day, not one harsh or critical word came from my wife. “We’ll just get it fixed. That’s why we have insurance,” she said. Her gentleness was theraputic for me. I dropped the complaint against myself that was beginning to breed something ugly in my mind.

But let’s take this further. Loving yourself isn’t an end in itself; it is a beginning. It is the beginning of loving others.  A healthy, true self, is a self that can love other selves. Thinking gently is  excellent, but being gentle with others is supreme.

In the United States in the 1980’s, there was a massive self-esteem school campaign. At its worst, everybody got an award certificate, whether they had done the work or not! The general consensus by the experts? That didn’t work.

Why? A proper sense of self must be based in part on real accomplishments. Remember: “Love your neighbor as yourself.” Love yourself and don’t love your neighbor, and you’ve got some kind of nasty form of selfishness and ego-centrism. It will rot the self.

Why do we feed ourselves? So we can feed others. Why do we need to get comfortable with ourselves? So we can be comfortable with others, so we will know how to help them be comfortable with themselves.

Last week I watched a woman giving away food. She glowed! Last week I saw a man pray for another man. They were living deeply in that moment. Last week, I saw a lady pick up a child and kiss it. It doesn’t get any better than that.

It is self-loving to love others. We all must end with this. We are a self to love another self.

Want to really make progress in self-respect? Go do something worthy of self-respect.

Change The World

Posted: August 17, 2009 in thriving
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Let The Children Change the World

I love kids and teens and young adults. Kids are smart. Young people are resilient.  Young people rock, even when life is hard.

 Rodney Dangerfield, remarking on childhood trauma said,  “When I was a kid my parents moved a lot, but I always found them.”

Rodney Dangerfield and the Bible and have something in common; they both narrate accounts of tough childhoods. But the Bible goes further than Mr. Dangerfield. It finishes the childhood narratives with fine endings.

Moses was abandoned in a basket in a river, but he became the ruler of Egypt. David, a mere boy, faced an abusive adult, and using simple technology, defeated him.  Young Ruth’s husband died, but Ruth found another man to love her, and she had a baby boy, an ancestor of Jesus.

 Mary, pregnant and unmarried, suffered the social judgment of her community, but she gave birth to Jesus.  Paul had a narrow, legalistic childhood education, but he wrote a lion’s share of a very radical and liberating text, the New Testament.

 Kids survive tough stuff and thrive! Many people in history and today are proof of that. Many of us have enter adulthood as survivors, having overcome illness, dislocation, abandonment,  losses of all kinds.

 Once my brothers and I were playing baseball with a golf ball. We thought it was a good idea. It wasn’t. A golf ball goes hard when hit with a wooden bat.   I hit a line drive. It hit my brother in the mouth. He is still sending me the dental bills. I still regret the mistake.

 Early years can be tough; but young people can be tougher.

Childhood resilience? Our modern, cultural narratives often celebrate it.  In Lemony Snicket’s A Series of Unfortunate Events,Count Olaf is trying to kill the three Baudelaire orphans for their inheritance. The villain, Olaf, played by Jim Carrey, leaves the children in a car on the railroad tracks. Young Violet makes a spring loaded, bobble-headed track switcher and the children escape harm with ingenuity and resolve. Fiction? Consider this. 

Laurence Gonzales, in his well-researched book Deep Survival, asks the question:  Who has most chance of surviving in a wilderness crisis, exposed to the elements? Answer: Children six and under have one of the highest survival rates. Gonzales writes, “They often survive in the same conditions better than experienced hunters, better than physically fit hikers, better than former members of the military or skilled sailors. “If they get cold, reports Gonzales,  they find a warm place. If they tire, they rest. “They try to make themselves comfortable, and staying comfortable helps keep the alive.”

Jesus himself thought so highly of kids, he put them up as the world’s top model! 

 The people brought children to Jesus, hoping he might touch them. The disciples shooed them off. 

 But Jesus was irate and let them know it: “Don’t push these children away. Don’t ever get between them and me. These children are at the very center of life in the kingdom.

 Mark this: Unless you accept God’s kingdom in the simplicity of a child, you’ll never get in.” Then, gathering the children up in his arms, he laid his hands of blessing on them.

 Jesus was crazy about children! Jesus bragged on children. Jesus said children owned the kingdom! Jesus said we should learn from children. Learn what? We should learn to be simple, receptive and open.   

 Life is hard. People hurt people.  They make bad decisions. Then, too often, a parent-like voice within a person’s pschye chides:  “What is wrong with you? Grow up. Pull yourself together. Your future is up to you.”

 But Jesus says, “Don’t grow up in every way. Remain like the children in their simple trust. They know they need help. They know they can’t control and fix everything. They come near for help. Children model appropriate and wise dependence; it is with a simple childlike faith that we come into God’s peaceable kingdom.

 Robert Coles, Harvard Child psychiatrist, in his studies, Children of Crisis, shows us that children in difficult circumstances — poverty, loss,  family break-up — often exhibit “authority, dignity, fragility, and rock-bottom strength.”  And there is frequently a trust in God present.

Ruby Bridges, was the first African-American child to attend an all-white school in the South in 1960. In the face of violent, resistance, little Ruby stood up, and marched to class each day. She helped bring about school desegregation in New Orleans. Her mother told Robert Coles, Ruby’s counselor, that Ruby prayed for those in the mob who threatened and harassed her.

 Ruby had an inner moral compass. She looked to God to deal with evil. This is not untypical. Children, as Coles showed in his book The Spiritual Life of Children, often try to figure out life by tapping into spirituality.

 Again, we see this reality portrayed in our culture’s popular stories. In the movie, Bridge to Terabithia, a young girl named Leslie goes to church for the first time with her friend Jeff. On the ride home in the back of a pickup, Leslie grapples with  deep theological issues. Jess and his little sister have grown up in church, but they focus on the fearful prospect of God damning people to hell.  Leslie is just hearing the spiritual narrative for the first time, and she sees the vibrant life in it. She thinks the Jesus narrative is beautiful. She revels in the goodness of God surrounding her; she lifts her hands to the trees and sun as the children in the back of the truck glide home through the splendor!

 Kids think about God, and not just in movie life. Many children, like adults, try to make sense out of the idea of a loving God in an evil world. Children need adults to teach them and to dialogue with them, but adults should also encourage children to think, wonder, ask questions and try to make their own expressions of wonder and faith. By opening a discussion with children, adults are helping develop thinkers and doers. Remember again, that Jesus himself made children the model of true spirituality.

 And let’s take it further than talk. Life rcries out for collaboration and action.  We need, and the children need, to struggle together over what to do with tough issues, issues that touch deeply,  like poverty and loss of parents. Really, sitting at the core of all this,  is the truth that we need to include children in helping us solve life’s big problems.

 When five thousand people needed to be fed, who offered a loaf of bread and five fish to Jesus disciples? A child did! Only a child had the good sense to bring a lunch that day, and give it away.

In my community, last Easter, children from several churches helped make almost 300 Easter baskets for homeless children and under-resourced children. In the spring these children helped make 150 birthday boxes for foster children. Then in the summer they helped put together 200 backpacks, full of school supplies, for foster and refugee children. Children in our community, are changing the world.

 A teacher in our preschool lost her mom this year. One of her three year olds, Taylor, asked her: “Did your mommy die?”

 “Yes, she did,” answered the teacher.

 Then three-year old Taylor said, “I have a mommy. And my mommy can be your mommy too.”

 Children get it right. Children want to be part of the solution. Children will share their lunch, their mommy, with others.

 There is extreme value in children serving children.

 It exposes children to the needs of their peers.

 My daughter just got back from a mission’s trip to La Paz. She told me, “Now I have a place in my heat for Mexico.”

 It expands their confidence that needs can be met.

 Ruby Bridges is now chairwoman of her foundation that promotes toleration of differences.

  It shapes them into future world changers.

 After David killed Goliath, he went on to become king.

 I have a friend, Rich, who is a highway patrol officer. He is also a fantastic volley ball player. Rich just got back from a Volley Ball tournament in Vancouver. He took his two grade school daughters, and they did a mountain climb. The climbed up a couple miles of switch backs. Rich is in good shape, but he was panting at the top. Then Rich bragged to me, “My littlest daughter, skinny little Kristin, she never broke a sweat. She never even breathed hard!”

 Children have energy! We tout the energy in wind power. We know the potential of solar power. We keep tapping the polluting energy of fossil fuel power.

 What about kid power? Jesus believed in it. So should we. Let the children change the world!

San Diego beachLife Is Orchestrated

Randy Hasper

    On the fourth of July, we rode the San Diego trolley to Weiler, Germany.  We bought our tickets at the E Street Station in Chula Vista. The station glowed in the Southern California summer sun, the wind washing over us from the bay, the palms shinning and bouncing above us.

Samuel Trefzer and Johannes Sattler bought their tickets just behind us. We helped them, setting down our giant cardboard monster and ice cooler to counsel them on communicating with the ticket machine.  They pronounced their “w’s” like “v’s.” We had made contact with Weiler.

We jumped on the red trolley together, standing up in the isles because the seats were all filled, Weiler, Germany incarnated in Sammy and Johannes, and San Diego, California, incarnated in my wife and daughters,  side-by-side, at the same place at the same time with the same destination.  We were linked, German tourists and San Diegans both out for a day at the ball park.

We jerked forward on the tracks, rocking toward Petco Park. We talked and jostled and laughed. We put our monster on the floor and people eyed it with wry smiles. We explained that we had acquired our flat friend from a movie theatre. He was a lobby add. We had rescued him from the trash bin and  given him the name, “Kooz.”  We  planned to hold him up at the game when Padre slugger Kevin Kouzmanoff came to bat. We wanted to add to the festive, positive mood of the day, and just maybe a camera man would point three seconds of video fame our way.

But the monster was already working. He was our social glue on the trolley; making connections for us and helping us contribute to the profoundly local and colorful social milieu that adds a nonnegotiable value to a ticket on MTS.

A young man sitting below us called up, “Art, $5.” He waved some pictures he had colored with pencils.  I recognized him. I had seen him in church a few months ago. “Hey, I  know you,” I said. He peered up at me. He stuffed his pictures back into his back pack. “Just trying to make an honest living,” he defended. But it wasn’t necessary. We shook hands.

When we got off the trolley at Petco Park, Sammy and Johannes were behind us. I waited for them. “We heard you talking to that guy,” Sammy said.

We chatted briefly, but we were at the gate and everyone was eager to get into the game.

“Here’s my card,” I said. “It has my email, phone. And come to church tomorrow. It’s at 10:30.” I gave them the address.

“We will,” they enthused.

They were at church at 10:15 a.m. the next day, having spent the night in their car. After the service, they chatted it up with the band and took away chord charts of the songs they liked.

And they came home with us, two kids from Germany, touring the West Coast for four weeks, living in their car, eating too much fast food, looking for the California of they imagined their peers living – surf and skate and beach and left-over 60’s hippy culture.  I suggested we stop and pick up some pizza, but my wife knew they needed a home cooked meal. And they did. They had been eating fast food for weeks and were good and sick of it.

We sat on our backyard patio in East Lake, the cool Pacific breeze in our faces, the water lilies on the pond glowing in the West Coast sunshine , the queen palms waving, our deep green  square of irrigated grass shining in the dry heat, discussing the game we saw yesterday. The baked chicken and stuffing and fresh green salad disappeared at an astonishing twenty-year-old-boy pace. It was summer in the USA and Germany was meeting the real California.

When I was in grade school, I had ridden an historically early version of the skate board with steel wheels, in college I had worn a white arm band with a blue dove on it,  I had written my freshmen comp paper on the “War Ravaged Children of Vietnam,” and I had surfed at Sunset Cliffs in Ocean Beach in the 70’s.

We fed them stuffing as if it was Thanksgiving, and they told us about Spaetzle with layers of cheese on it. We grabbed a laptop. Off we went to Weiler and Lindau in southern Germany. We looked at pictures of Lake Constance and historic town-hall buildings. Back and forth we flew between San Diego and Weiler.

We explained why, when they woke up in their car at 7 a.m., at the beach parking lot, on the fourth of July, people were streaming by them with boogie boards and coolers, families everywhere, filling all the available space. They were mystified. But, we knew the answer.  Who doesn’t go to the beach on the fourth of July in San Diego? We told them about being in Rome in a few years back when the Pope came to town, and how we took the train to Ostia to avoid the crushing crowds. In California on the fourth of July, it is always as if the Pope is at the beach. Everyone wants to see the grandeur.

We talked about their  choices to go to Yosemite and Sequoia, why in San Diego they would want to walk along the beach by the Hotel Del Coronado at sunset, visit La Jolla Shores to kayak and snorkel at La Jolla cove. We recommended they not spend too long in Las Vegas when they went next week. And we let them take showers upstairs, knowing that living in your car was great fun but lacking in offering certain pleasurable daily living-at-home rituals. They were grateful we insisted.

They left in the evening, off to the beach again, to see the palms trees that have so oddly absented themselves from southern German hometowns, to see the California gold puddle in the salty water as the sun set over the West Coast yet again, to see the real Southern California.

I told them they had to email me when they got home, so we would know that they made it back okay. We sat back out on the patio satisfied. On the 5th of July, without leaving San Diego, we had gone to Germany and come home again.

Friendliness is underrated.

Life is orchestrated by unifying forces.

The World is Flat

Posted: February 17, 2009 in conflicts
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The Church is Flat                                                                                             

 The World is Flat, claims Thomas Friedman in his national best seller, and if you don’t watch out you may be overrun by a wildly international business team charging across the digital flatlands toward you.  

 Freedman’s “flat” is about collaboration in the marketplace. In the international business community people are working together as never before, wired together through the Internet. Freedman explains how economic cooperation between businesses all over the world has bulldozed a new, level playing field. Tutors in India now collaborate with American school children on their homework. UPS is now synced with Toshiba, fixing Toshiba’s laptops to save shipping expense and time.  People around the world build software together. Things are changing – fast. Are we?

 Friedman has me thinking hard about the church. Is the church flat too? There is evidence for that. Many pastors now network internationally by email and mobile phone. Short-term missions’ trips to other countries have become the norm. Megachurches are creating huge associations of thousands of churches that plug and play their curriculums. Globally, Christians are working with each other to engage social issues like the HIV pandemic.

 And yet,  while the concept of collaboration is inherently Christian, and it is in vogue today, the church as we know it is too often a rocky and jagged land of conflict and division.

 Knocked Flat

 Our Christianity, unfortunately, has a splintered look. Differences in belief and practice preserve deep canyons. Recently, I talked to a worship pastor who was told he couldn’t serve communion in his own church because his ordination was from another Christian denomination. The churches in my community too often do little more than rent rooms to each other. Sometimes it seems as if we are competing for attendees.

 In presidential elections, on some of the most significant issues, Christians do not present a unified front. Four years ago, during our last Presidential election, instead of seeing us speak with one voice, I watched as fellow Christians handed out voting slates that followed party lines. On some issues, allegiance to the party seemed more important than allegiance to the body of Christ.

 On a very personal, pastoral level, flat is too often tragically missing. I sat recently with a group of pastors openly discussing the high and low points of their careers. The low points? They all came when a decision was made by a church, a board or a colleague who ran over them. The stories all had messy endings. No eye-to-eye, on-the-same level, collaborative decision making here. It was the worst kind of flat, knocked flat.

 Sometimes it seems that companies like UPS, with their amazingly unified army of workers, process their conflicts better than the church. Starbucks seems to have created more shared culture between its stores than we have within our denominations.

 In our churches there are racial divides, political differences, belief barriers and hurt pastors. All this has gotten me to thinking. The church needs to flatten. I mean by this that we Christians need to humble ourselves and begin to better plough together through our differences. We need to learn to honor the value of a well-managed conflict. This is not naïve. A grand agreement won’t be possible on everything, but we can do better than this to beautify the bride of Christ.

 John M. Gottman in his book The Seven Principles for Making Marriage Work says that marital conflicts fall into two categories: solvable or perpetual. Perpetual conflicts are ones that remain in a relationship in some form or another. Gottman says 69% of marital conflicts are perpetual. In unstable marriages, these problems kill the relationship. In lasting relationships perpetual problems are acknowledged and discussed, again and again. The couple is constantly working them out, but they are always, for better or worse, working them out.

 The church has many perpetual problems. And on this planet, it always will, but is the bride of Christ doing its best to work them out, again and again?

 What Does Flat Look Like?

 While it is true that the business community is flattening, it is also true that it is full of leadership hierarchy — CEO’s, supervisors, managers. Such authorities often make and drive key decisions. Of course this is also true of the church. Denominational presidents, committees, boards, executive pastors, senior pastors — such top-down leadership is often the source of vision and change. And it is precisely at that level that strong leaders should begin to effect needed change toward more collaboration.

 Act 6 shows us first-century, Biblical flat. And it evidences the effective use of collaborative decision making among a leadership team.

 There was a problem. The Greek-speaking (or cultured) Jews complained to the Aramaic-speaking (or Palestinian) Jews that their widows were being overlooked in the daily distribution of food. So the twelve and all the disciples chose seven to take responsibility for the concern. Dr. Luke records that, “This proposal pleased the whole group, that is the twelve and all the disciples.” (Acts 6:5)

 That’s flat decision making. A fairly good sized, top-level leadership team met about a social problem. They talked openly and made choices that “pleased the whole group.” The text doesn’t report that two sides polarized, that there was a split, that a new denomination formed, or that anyone left mad. Acts 6 flat was good; it produced a unifying decision. What pleased the group must have pleased God too.

 In the sacred places where we make decisions, we need such processes. We must not avoid dialogue, because if we do, we will avoid collaboration. And we must not avoid collaboration, for if we do, we may fail to take responsibility for “the Greek concern.” Three years ago the church I pastor in formed a new, outwardly looking vision statement. The process? Elders and staff collaborated to hammer it out. And we are still hammering. Why? Swinging the hammer together is a learned behavior.

 It is possible to get this right. But to do so, we must go to that sacred space where we sit down at the table and talk very honestly. This can happen, but first we will need to flatten our egos so we don’t flatten our neighbors.

  I recently made friends with a young Muslim woman studying to be a lawyer. She told me of a tough incident in her life. One day, at the American University where she was studying, she stopped to help a student who was crying. The student looked up, and seeing my friend’s head covering, the crying student asked, “Are you going to hurt me?”

 “Why did she say that?” my Muslim friend asked me. “Ouch!” I winced inside over the insensitivity of her encounter. Then I tried to reassure my new friend that many Christians don’t hold this stereotype of Muslims. She invited me to her mosque. I went. I invited her to my church. She agreed to come. Dialogue builds paths.

 Flat can be learned

 There is hope. Acts 15.1 shows the early church at an extreme impasse over differences between Hellenistic Jews and Hebraic Jews. It was no shallow conflict. It involved issues of Jewish law, the process of transformation, even of salvation.  

 It is fascinating to note how the dispute was handled. The disputing parties met together and they talked. They vigorously presented their views. One judge didn’t decide the case. Together they worked out an agreement that pleased, that worked, that maintained the relational triumph of Christ.

 And while the outcome was dramatic and defining, so was the process. The Jerusalem counsel modeled how the church should resolve its differences. Now we know from Paul’s letters that the Judaizers kept this battle going, lobbying for a Jewish law in Christian life. The tension over the role of law in the faith has been perpetual, and it is still an issue today. But in Act 15, an environment was set up where people with differences talked. And this talk allowed a way to go forward in a manner that was highly productive.

 It was face-to-face. It involved the disputing parties. It was honest. It was a process. It worked. In these ways, it strikes me as similar to facilitative mediation, a process now offered to disputing parties, (with say family or business conflicts) who are seeking an alternative to court.

The steps of facilitative mediation are roughly like this.

 The sides meet.

 Ground rules are set.

 Both sides state the issue.

 An area of shared value or experience is discussed.

 The blocking emotions (anger, hurt, fear) are heard.

 Together, the sides brainstorm solutions.

 An agreement is written that fairly represent both interests.

 A wise mediator is crucial to help the sides listen, paraphrase and interpret how they are being affected. The discussion of shared values begins the path towards common ground. Hearing the blocking emotions is a must. Emotions, if not allowed a place at the negotiating table, will sabotage the process.  

 The mutual solution giving is the good stuff. Here is where a godly future is created. This is where the Greek problem is solved, the Jewish question answered. Here is where Christian love can make a difference, love that does not “insist on its own way,” (1 Cor.13:5, RSV) but commits to go our way, together.

 This process is potentially highly restorative. It can be productive. It is Christian; it is flattening. Steps like these can help us talk about even our perpetual problems. A process like this can set up a level playing field where we find ways to work together even when we don’t think alike. If we can be wise in this manner, we can limit the number of wounded and bleeding Christian leaders. We can heal wounds.

 And yet, we are not naïve. Progress won’t always follow a formula. Mediation of conflicts will sometime be messy and long. It will take years, decades, even centuries to bring about unity in some areas of Christianity. Sometimes a judgment from an authority will provide the best solution. To be realistic, some of our political and doctrinal conflicts will be perpetual problems. And our agreements, when they come on the big issues, may well come more through movements than meetings. But movements are made of meetings, out of thousands of conversations and relationships that begin to move toward flat. We Christians need to begin to talk about our political differences and similarities so we can follow God’s leading to take action.

 Remember our history. The cannon of scripture and the doctrines of the faith were determined by councils. “Biblical” isn’t one person’s or church’s point of view. Unless we talk, how will we begin to move toward what God wants, toward what the Bible teaches, toward places where we trust each other enough to see where we agree enough to work together? Or do we just suffer our walls and hurts and divisions? Is that what God wants? We Christians are commanded to love each other and to broker as much unity as we can. It is time.

 Flat Is A Spiritual Shape

 Conflict resolution through mediation, through rebuilding broken relationships is a challenging process. But it is a spiritual process too. Isn’t our God a God of reconciliation and forgiveness? Where are the wise men and women who will mediate solutions that care for everyone involved? (1 Corinthians 6:4) Working through conflict should be the norm in church offices and board rooms. The church God wants is flat, if flat is defined by humility and unity. Every pastor and denomination leader responsible to resolve conflicts and engage in justice issues would do well to be more educated and skilled in facilitative mediation.

In 2006, I traveled to South Africa with a team from my church. What beautiful Christians we came to know in the churches in Soweto. South Africans understand what conflict resolution can accomplish. When Soweto erupted in riots in1976, the churches prayed that God would prevent a civil war. And God did, by using leaders like Nelson Mandela and  F. W. de Klerk. They eventually sat down together at the table of collaboration. They won a Nobel Peace Prize in for their work. Of course, South Africa’s solutions weren’t and still aren’t perfect. But other African nations have reminded us since then how horribly wrong things can go when peaceful solutions are not negotiated.

 In the middle of both political and personal conflicts, we need Christ-like leaders who know when to shift from hierarchical power structures welding top-down pronouncements to flat power structures that encourage people to work together through collaboration, and love. Said Jesus, “Blessed are the peace makers.”

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Posted: January 1, 2009 in thriving
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We had a party recently for our friends with young children. We ate cheese enchiladas, carnitas,  salad, pizza, chips and salsa,  strawberries and brownies. We played a backyard game with giant washers and then came inside and played  bunko.

One little girl, a preschooler, Samantha,  brought her crown. She was the princess of the party. After dinner, Samantha’s face was covered with strawberry juice and pizza,  but she had her crown. Ah, to wear strawberries and pizza on your face,   to wear a crown on your head and to be the princess of the party. 

 At the end of the evening, her father carried her out of the house, sucking her thumb and carrying her crown. Thumb sucking, strawberry stuffing, tierra wearing, threshold crossing through the air — it doesn’t get any better than this. 

We all long for just this — a fun, happy, loving tasty,  royal sociality.  Don’t miss it.

 

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We are different. I’ve been watching people’s walk lately. We walk differently.  As for posture, there are the uprights, the slumpers and the head hangers.  Some lead with their bellies, some with their chests, some with there knees, some with their feet.  As for the feet, there are the striders, the foot draggers, the floppers (they throw their feet out as if trying to unhinge  their toes),  and the shufflers. When it comes to gait we find the amblers,   the marchers and the speed walkers. Look at attitude and you find the purposeful striders,  the aimless wanderers,  the look-at-me walkers and the lost.

The combinations are amazing. Today I saw an upright, striding, purposeful marcher.  I also witnessed a slumping, stumach-leading, foot-flopping wanderer.  And then there was the upright, flopper.

Where do we get our walk? From our parents, our personalities, our moods, our bone structure? Whatever the case we are different in ways we  sometimes don’t notice or analyze. Want to know people more, then notice their uniqueness more?

Marlyn Monroe Gets Loved

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Elton John’s Candle In The Wind was playing on the car CD player. There was that poignant, this-is-life feeling in the car.  I asked my daughter if she knew who the song was about. She did, Marilyn Monroe.

For a person disabled, for a mind robbed of the power to read,  my daughter knows a lot. 

I told her that Marilyn had been married to Joe DiMaggio and Arthur Miller, that she had other relationships, but that they didn’t work out that well. I finished with the comment that she probably committed suicide.

“Why would she do that?” my daughter asked. I thought a moment, not sure what to say, then ventured, “Well, I guess she may have felt like nobody really loved her.”

My daughter paused, then said, “Dad, I would have loved her.”

Ah, if only the world had more of this disability in it, the disablity that loves.

Sync

It feels good to be in sync, with the band, the family, the people you love. We should all try to be in sync with the people around us. But it isn’t always possible. To have beliefs, to hold to truth, to stand for something is to be out of sync with someone. To be unique is to be a bit out of sync with everyone.

Relax. Be secure in who you are, who God has made you to be. You don’t have to have the approval or affirmation of everyone. No one does. Freedom is not worrying about what others think. Peace is being at peace with yourself no matter whether you are lined up with the status quo or not.

The ultimate is to be in sync with God. Think about how to do that.

Experience

Posted: August 12, 2008 in difficulty
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Experience is one of the great gifts of life, if we we grab on to the value that we can take from it.  We can experience life and carry it into the future with us when we see what it gives us.

I kayaked today and took away a soothing rhythm of arms moving.  I claimed the value of simple motion, of the ability to move, to glide through water, to feel progress forward.  What simple thing did you do today? What did you take from it?

I cared for my disabled daughter today. She asked me, “Why do people make fun of people with disabilities?”

 “People make fun of everything,” I told her, “but they especially make fun of what they haven’t experienced.”

I prayed for her at bedtime and told her, “No matter what happens I want you to know that God holds you up with his strong right hand.”

“What does he do with his left hand?” she asked. “Holds other people up,” I said.

We can only possess what we experience. What are you experiencing? What are you carrying away from it into tomorrow?

Stress

Posted: April 8, 2008 in difficulty
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Stress comes from not knowing, from worry, from fear. We worry about money, we worry about our success, we worry about our health, we worry about other people. Worry is no fun! It takes our energy. It takes our time.  It doesn’t add anything to us; it fact, worry subtracts from us.

What can we do to worry less? We can think about the birds.  That’s what Jesus said. Birds don’t do anything to provide for their own food. They don’t plant seeds, they don’t water gardens, they don’t take in crops, they don’t store up food for winter. Birds are really irresponsible. They just count on what they need being there. And for the most part, it is.

Why? Because God provides for them.  God takes care of birds. If God provides for birds, don’t you think he will also take care of you?

Catch Happiness

Posted: January 27, 2008 in family
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Happiness is hereditary.  Your kids can get it from you.

Families want to be happy families.  Sociologist, George Barna, reports that one of the greatest needs expressed by adults is the need for a happy family.

A few years ago, I had the pleasure of spending the afternoon with my brother Lars and his family.  As we walked along the boardwalk of the St. Claire River in Port Huron, Michigan, our eyes were lured from the impressive 800-foot freighter passing by to something that seemed even more eye-catching – it was Lars’s two teenagers strolling along in front of us, arm-in-arm, chatting with each other and laughing.  Pointing to his kids, who were thoroughly enjoying each others company, Lars remarked, “It doesn’t get any better than this.”

A few tips

Many of us want a happy family, but how do we get there?  To be honest, no family is happy all the time, nor need they try to be, but there are some simple things we can do to improve the odds.

Don’t compare your family to other families

 

Live comparison free.  Don’t compare your husband; don’t compare your kids; and don’t compare your in-laws.

My family is so different from my brother’s.  His daughter Rachel graduated as a valedictorian, a straight A student,  an accomplished flutist.  Awards for spelling bees, awards for academic excellence, and scholarships from the Young Educator’s Society decorated her journey toward becoming a teacher.  Rachel is a wonderfully successful  young woman.

My daughter Rosalind travels a different road.  Rosalind has accepted by the San Diego Regional Center, an agency providing services for the developmentally disabled.  Rosalind has epilepsy.  She is in special education classes in community college. Rosalind will never win a spelling bee.  She won’t be the valedictorian of her class.  Our family has clapped for her, but we’ve cried for her and with her too.  We are choosing, everyday, not to go through life comparing Rosalind with other girls.  That won’t help any of us. 

All of us are tempted to compare.  We might think our families are not as fun, not as healthy, not as spiritual, not as complete, not as wealthy, not as smart, not as you-name-it.  We often tend to compare ourselves with those who we think have it better.  But in the Bible, 2 Corinthians 10:12-13, it is wisely written, “We do not dare to classify or compare ourselves with some who commend themselves. Good advice. So our family will stick to bragging about Rosalind’s success in Special Olympics. We couldn’t be more proud.

 

Have fun together 

Don’t underestimate fun.  Proverbs 10:1 says that “a wise son brings joy to his father.”  A primary goal in the family is to bring joy to each other.  The wise have fun – together.

I don’t have a perfect family, and I’m not a perfect dad or husband.  But I make ’em laugh at home.  I consider it my fatherly duty to be as wild, unpredictable, and outrageous as necessary to make lighten up the house. We should hold nothing fun back at home.  We should dance in the living room to loud music.  We should stay up late and eat all the ice cream. We should all travel together farther than we think we should. 

I once asked some high school students, “What is your best family memory?”  They said: “When my parents surprised us at Christmas and took us to a theme park.”  “When we went to Wyoming.”  Their answers almost all involved family vacations.  I asked my daughters about their favorite family memory.  For our family, our kids will say it was our trip to Hawaii, snorkeling in along the Kona coast with the sea turtles.

And families need to party together.  Someone told me recently:  “I don’t remember the gifts my parents gave me for my birthdays when I was young.  But I remember the parties.”

How much fun are you in your family?  Be crazy. Joke more.  You’ll feel better.  So will the people who live with you.

Set clear goals

 

Set goals, then get busy accomplishing them.   To be happy, human beings need something meaningful to do.  Goals stir us to rich living.  Isaiah 32:8 says, “The noble man makes noble plans, and by noble deeds he stands.” 

One of the goals in our family is that all of us will develop meaningful lifelong interests.  Rosalind plays basketball.  Laurel sings  Linda swims and sews.  I read.  These things make us happy.

Evidence suggests that few families make “noble plans.”  George Barna reports that only 4 percent of  families have goals.  Perhaps many of us don’t plan because we are naively hoping that the things we want for ourselves and our kids will just happen spontaneously or naturally, like growing wisdom teeth or getting pimples.  But good things don’t always come to those who wait.

Charles Shedd  has written some great books on parenting and marriage.  In his book You Can Be a Great Parent! Charlie explains how he and his wife set clear financial goals to guide their relationships with their teenage children.

“By your junior year in high school, we want you to manage yourself financially.”

 “By driver’s-license age, we want you in your own car.”

Setting goals promotes teen responsibility.  Such an approach could make for some very successful young people.

What about some spiritual goals?  Here’s a simple one:  I will talk to my kids about God.The church isn’t responsible for our children’s relationship with God.  We, as parents, are responsible for our kids’ spirituality.  I’ve had a great time with my daughter, Laurel, reading and discussing Old Testament stories about Ruth, Esther, David, and Elisha.

How about goals related to productivity?  Here is one:  I will teach my children how to work hard.  I will gift my children with chores.  Why?  Because if my children learn how to work hard, they will be wanted.  And being wanted is part of being happy.

Catch happiness, it’s hereditary. And then pass it on to your kids.

Creating Respectful Families

Posted: January 23, 2008 in family
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The 5th Commandment: Has It Been Forgotten?

 Suddenly Laurel jumped up from the school lunch table.  With her lipsticked, fashion-clad girlfriends watching, she ran down the corridor past the bathrooms, caught up with me, and threw her arms around me.  “Daddy, I love you!” she gushed, eyes sparkling.  The she punctuated her enthusiasm by landing an unusual public kiss on my head.

I reeled all the way to the car, a huge smile taking over my entire face.  On the elementary school campus in front of her peers, the daughter who had lately asked me not to walk her “all the way” to school had charmingly fulfilled the Fifth Commandment. With affection and appreciation, she had publicly done just that.

Honor your father and your mother,” reads the fifth of the Bible’s Ten Commandments.  And in those few words, lie one scripture’s greatest pearls of relational wisdom.  It’ a great goal, but today many families struggle to decorate their relationships with respect.

This doesn’t have to be so. There are ways to gain the respect and affection of our children.  Children who honor their parents can be the norm.  From inside out, children can learn to prize their parents highly and offer their warm affection. And the exciting thing is that parents can do a lot to help their children with this.

Be Honorable

 

First, we must be honorable parents. Parents who live honorably influence their children to live honorably too.  Thomas Watson, the popular 17th century London preacher, captured the essence of this truth when he wrote, “The father is the looking glass which the child dresses herself by.”

My wife, Linda, works a few hours a week at the public library.  One morning, our younger, Laurel, plopped down on the couch beside her mom.  “Mom,” she said, putting her hand on Linda, “I like your skirt.  I like your boots.  I like your sweater.  When I grow up, I’m going to work at the library.”

Laurel wanted to be like Linda.  What an honor – to be your daughter’s looking glass!  Linda’s self-respect, her strength, her ability to do many things well – these things caught Laurel’s attention.  When parents are honorable people, then it is most natural for our children to honor them. 

But when parents are not honorable, it is difficult for their children to honor them.  A friend of mine recently shared her traumatic childhood with me.  She didn’t find an accurate looking glass in her parents.  When she was 9, her mom lost her temper and hit her in the head with a screw driver, causing her to require stitches.  Not long after that, her biological father came to her house at night, shattered a window, and kidnapped her.  Most terribly, when her mom remarried, her stepfather molested her!  As she told me her story, she cried.   I asked her, “How do you honor that?”

 “I can honor only as much as I can forgive,” she said.  “Sometimes, honoring means letting go of the hating.”  Parents can reduce honor that much.  Parents have everything to do with how difficult or how easy it is for our children honor us. The parental goal is to live so honorably that respect comes naturally to their children.

Teach Children to Honor

 

While living honorable lives is important, it is not enough.  We must also teach children to honor. In the Bible we find several disastrous family situations that were the result of parental indulgence and passivity.  Eli, a priest, had sons who broke his heart with their greed and corruption. Part of the problem? Eli was too tolerant.  He waited too long to correct his sons. King David’s son, Absalom, crushed his father with rebellion; and yet David, morally weakened by his own adultery, didn’t question or correct Absalom.  As difficult as it may be, parents must accept responsibility for their own failures so that they can also hold their children responsible if their children disrespect them.

Discipline your son, and he will give you peace; he will bring delight to your soul,” advises Proverbs 29:17. True, but too often we understand discipline as standing outside of the problem and bringing correction to it. Real, loving parental discipline does more than that.  Discipline that brings peace in the relationship involves intentionally entering into children’s problems, empathizing with them, problem solving with them.

Sandra, a young mother, recently told me of her struggle with her fifth-grade daughter’s disrespect.  Her strong-willed daughter constantly pushed the limits and was extremely uncooperative and disobedient.  One day, unable to stand any more disrespect, Sandra broke down.  She lay face down on the bed and cried deep tears of frustration and disappointment.  Hearing her mother’s anguish, the daughter was drawn to her mother’s room.

“She saw my pain,” said Sandra.  “Then she, too, began to cry.  She came and hugged me.  It was a very special moment for us.  I told her that she would always have a strong personality, but that she must learn to control it.  We prayed together.  It was a life-changing experience for both of us.”

Make Honor the Norm

 

Honor is a team sport.  Every relationship in the family must be honored.  As parents, we must honor our parents in front of our children.  We must honor our spouses in front of our children.  We must honor each child equally in front of the others.

This is a challenge, but we can do it.  In one home, a wife struggles with her husband’s lack of warmth or sensitivity,  but she always supports his role as father in front of the children.  In another home, a husband finds it tough not to critique his wife’s “strong reactions,” but he always backs her up by requiring the children to respect her requests.  In yet another family, one child excels above the others, but the parents do not make this child the “redemption” for the other children’s failures.  In these ways, families subtly, yet powerfully, establish a climate of team honor.

Recently at the end of a game with my older daughter, Rosalind, I realized that she had let me win!  She had noticed over the years that I had often let her win.  This is the way life should be in our families – taking turns letting each other “win.”

Seek the Honor Promise

 

We should seek the promise that comes with honor. “Honor your father and your mother, so that you may live long in the land the Lord your God is giving you,” says Exodus 20:12. This is the only one of the Commandments with a promise, the promise of long life.  How interesting.  In what way does honor promote life?

I once attended a memorial service for a young mom who died of cancer.  At the service, everyone felt the terribly empty spot left by her death, and yet the impact she had made on all of us was so present. When her children talked, we saw again how she was  beautifully present in the strength she had given them.  She was there in the “mom” and “friend” stories we told. We all laughed about how often she would remind us to get our “tails” down to the gym and exercise. We joked about how she used to stop by our houses and talk too long. People commented on how even in the face of the unthinkable she constantly choose not to give up. 

When parents live honorably, no matter how long they live, their children inherit the promise of “life” in the form of their values, attitudes, and character.

The Fifth Commandment is wise instruction we should not forget.  Honor is a behavior we parents can motivate, and it is worth our time to do so.  The next creative move we make toward gaining our children’s respect may win the sparkling reward of their honor.

The day Laurel ran me down on the school campus and honored me with a hug and a kiss and an “I love you, Daddy,” I had simply brought her a “cool” lunch from a favorite restaurant.  Honor was a great deal that day!  But when isn’t it?

A Code of Honor

 

To help your children honor you, teach them these things:

  • To show you respect whenever you are present
  • To respect your values even when you are not present
  • To accept your requests without complaining
  • To know how to disagree with you without showing disrespect
  • To come to you with their struggles
  • To care for your when you struggle
  • To do things the first time they are asked
  • To pitch in and help even if they are not asked
  • To ask God for help whenever it seems difficult to be respectful