Author: Amber.Lia

When GQ Defines Manhood For Our Boys

There is no doubt that they are all boy. The constant talk about passing gas, their enormous appetites, and the reckless abandon with which they approach the outdoors are more than enough proof. But soon they will be men. And being a man Biblically is another thing entirely. My husband and I work in the entertainment business as producers. Not a meeting goes by where we are not confronted with ideals that are contrary to ours as Christians. The central battle is always about what makes a good story-what do audiences want? We sit in meetings on terraces with lattes and a well-coifed representative of Hollywood tells us that they want conflict. Drama. And what they really mean is that they want turmoil. Debauchery. Titillating content that shows every man is out for himself. That’s exactly what the world will try to tell my sons too. GQ and HBO will say a man means approaching the world with guns blazing with attitudes of authority and dominance. Don’t ever take no for an answer. Conquer. Seduce. Stand out. Use people up and if need be, cast them aside when you are done. Become a bachelor whose only desire is self-gratification. When things get tough in marriage, walk away. So what’s a mom to do who believes that we are to be in the world, but not of the world? How...

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Preparing Your Sons To Attend A Memorial Service For The First Time

But Jesus said, “Let the children alone, and do not hinder them from coming to Me; for the kingdom of heaven belongs to such as these.” Matthew 19:14 I didn’t consider not taking my boys that day.They were just 5, 3, and 1-year-old at the time. I had been to countless services since I was a child. But this time, my great-uncle had passed away and I wanted my little boys to come to the memorial service. Little did I know that this first memorial service would change my son’s life forever. We prayed about how to talk to the boys and gently explained to them that Uncle Lawrence’s heart had stopped working and that he was now home in Heaven with Jesus. On the day of the memorial, we dressed in Sunday best and drove the short distance to the funeral home. Uncle Lawrence’s casket was at the front of the room surrounded by floral arrangements and pictures of him in his youth. We had an opportunity to see his earthly body one last time. I took my 3-year-old Quinn in my arms and lifted him up so he could see over the edge. “See, Quinn, it’s just Uncle Lawrence’s body but his spirit is with Jesus in Heaven. It looks just like he is sleeping.” Quinn nodded his head and peered intently into the casket. He wanted...

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Dear Embarrassed Mom (Hope For The Messiness Of Motherhood)

Dear MOB Society,My sons are “all boy” and when we get together with some of our family members and friends, their social skills and manners are less than perfect.  I have a hard time with the scrutiny I get from people. My in-laws think I’m a bad mom. They don’t say so, but I can feel their judgmental spirit. How do I get past this? I almost would rather stay home, but I’m not sure if that’s the right path to take. Can you help? Sincerely, Embarrassed Mom Dear Embarrassed Mom, Oh BOY, can I relate! Did you hear about the time one of my boys, at age 2, greeted a little girl we had invited over for dinner with a ninja kick? Yeah, that didn’t go over so well. Rough housing may be his love language, but she didn’t get the message. And her parents have never gotten over it either.  And then there was the time that one of my sons decided to gather the dog poop in the back yard at a friend’s house and present it to us in the living room. Sigh. What’s an embarrassed mom to do? Or a mom with a bit of a fracture in her heart because others don’t understand her “testoster-home” as I like to call my own boy-filled house-hold? 1. Don’t Measure By Moments Your worth as a...

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If 2013 Wasn’t Quite What You Expected…. (and a giveaway)

Christmastime is supposed to be about baby Jesus, and images of Mary and Joseph peering into the manger. Animals snort and sniff the cold night air while shepherds marvel at the good news. The scent of frankincense is in the air. A time of great joy that our Savior has been born! The cross, however, is supposed to be for Good Friday at Easter. But for some, Christmas is more about a cross than a manger. I so desperately want to offer a gift to Jesus this December. To wrap up my heart, with the promises of last January...

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Your Chance to be a REAL Light in a Dark World

My son will tell you that when he grows up, he wants to be a zoologist. I, on the other hand, am pushing for all three of my young boys to open a family practice as pediatric dentists. My oldest is okay with that as long as he gets to be a Power Ranger on the weekends. I say it’s a deal. In all seriousness, I’m not one to pressure my kids to become what my dream is for them. I know well enough that God already has a plan in place for their lives that will be far better than the one I imagine when I rock them to sleep at night, or watch them walk across the preschool graduation stage. It’s natural as a parent to daydream about what our children will do with their lives and the images we have are as various as the grains of sand on the seashore. But I can’t help but believe that one thing is constant for all of us. We want our kids to thrive in a Jeremiah 29:11 kind of way: For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the Lord, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future. Jeremiah 29:11 As a former teacher, I often witnessed the dreams of teenagers and the hopes of parents...

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