I watched this on my friend Small Town Girl's blog and loved it.
Money is tight in our home this holiday season. Really, really tight. The adoption and subsequent DNA testing (despite the fact that it still has not yet happened) has really drained us. Coupled with the reality that we still need to pay for the boys' Visa's (over $700) and airfare, we are feeling an evertightening visegrip on our budgets. I spend a lot of time trying to alleve my anxiety with the mantra, this too shall pass.
A few Saturdays ago, Pastor Sandy preached at our church (Pastor Dennis is the usual preacher, and Pastor Sandy treats us to her teachings several times a year). She stood up to begin her sermon, but felt something tugging at her heart a message to parents about the upcoming holidays, which I will try my best to eloquently paraphrase.
In our day and age, she sees a lot of very spoiled children. Children who do not know the meaning of the word "wait" or "no" or "budget." Children with no work ethic and who have no understanding of what is waiting for them in the real world.
We parents are doing them a disservice. We are not preparing them for the real world. We ourselves live in a society with credit cards and instant gratification expectations. We feel as if we are denied a right if we cannot get something when we want it.
This year she is praying that we all just stand up and say no. No to the excess. No to the neverending cycles of overspending. All she wants for her own holidays is sharing warm, homecooked meals and spending time with family and friends.
As encouragement, she shared that when she and Pastor Dennis were a young married couple and young parents with young children, they had nothing. Nothing. Countless others were in the same boat. No credit cards to fall back upon. No home equity loans to bail you out. They drove clunkers. They had what was in their checking and savings accounts, and very often it wasn't much. If there wasn't money for something, then that was that.
And they all survived. Their kids survived. They made it through those years and came out of it just fine.
Anyways, I know that her sharing a message was a bit of a risk because it certainly isn't a popular one. And I know that not everyone agrees with it, but that's okay. For me, I nearly had whiplash from nodding my head in fervant agreement, feeling so damned relieved that someone else not only shared my line of thinking but was telling me that we'd be okay for it.
As for our family, we will take things one day at a time, and in then end, we will be fine. I cling to the hope and encouragement in that message. And oh how my perspective changes when I think of those in this world who lack even something so basic as clean water.
We have provisions for today, and we lack for no need. We are blessed beyond measure.