DISNEY ~ MY 2 Cents ~

We hadn’t been to Disney in years, and honestly I wish I would have had a trial run so I could learn strategies before I had 6 traveling companions, but here are a few of the do’s and don’ts i took away from our trip this fall. Hang on, its a long list, but I pray it will be a blessing to you and save some confusion as you plan your own Disney World Vacation.

1. Do book dinner reservations for places you would like to eat for dinner as far in advance as possible. Prepare to plan your park visits around the reservations you are able to secure. For example we went to eat at Prime Time Cafe in Magic Kingdom and so visited that park the day of our reservations (If you don’t know already there are 4 Disney parks within Disney World. Magic Kingdom, Animal Kingdom, Hollywood Studios and Epcot.) These restaurant reservations can be booked on Disney.com even a year in advance.

2. Do plan to use a travel agent that specializes in Disney if you are so intimidated by the process and decisions that you would never otherwise go. One I would highly recommend is Jeff Lemmonds who offers his travel planning services at NO CHARGE and can be reached at 615-604-3343 or jeffl@mei-travel.com. For those pioneers among you or those just stubborn enough to think they are their own best planner I would recommend some of the following choices that we made.

3. Consider booking your hotel in a nonconventional way. I have purchased someone’s time share week multiple times for our family vacations and have loved, loved, loved the results. For example I purchased this Presidential Suite on ebay which had sleeping for 8 a full kitchen and laundry facilities for right at $1k for the entire week. (pic below) I recommend Wyndham as they hold a high standard for their hotels and provide transportation to the parks on a frequent schedule. (go to ebay and type in the search bar wyndham disney and then look for the week you are wanting to go. Time share owners can typically only schedule 3-4 months in advance so if your trip is around a far corner mark your calendar to search 2-3 months in advance. I checked today and right now you can get a 2 bedroom that sleeps 4-6 for $500. With our large party similar facilities within the Disney package would have run in excess of $3k. (These hotels will request you to attend a time share meeting but DONT DO IT, there is not obligation to and if you are truly interested you can buy these memberships on the aftermarket for sometimes 10% of what the price is at the presentation.) They may call you once a day but just RESIST that gift card or other bait to go. It really isn’t worth it.

4. Do not waste your money on the hopper option. I would recommend this especially if you have young children. These hopper options add quite a bit to your tab and we found them to be unnecessary. I purchased the hopper option on my teen tickets thinking they would safely hop around between the different parks using the monorail system but I was wrong and regret spending the money. There is enough to see and do in each park without even thinking of trying to hit 2 parks in one day. If you buy a multiple day ticket and decide near the end of your stay that you would love to have a hopper for the last day or two you can take your ticket and have it upgraded and pay the additional expense to cover your last two days. But hindsight 20/20 I wish I would have saved my money.

5. Do plan in advance and take a bit of effort to be organized. Map out what park you will visit on what day.

6. Bring rain coats and don’t avoid the parks when it sprinkles. These are the least crowded days and often the drizzle is a welcomed break from the heat. We learned this on our first trip years ago and again this year confirmed we actually appreciated those overcast drizzle days the most. (lightweight rain ponchos can be purchased at the park that fit easily in a back pack if you want to go that route, you just need to budget a bit as they run about $8 each.)

7. Consider a visit to the closest Walmart to the park for souvenirs. Within a 10 minute drive is the closest Walmart to Disney with a dedicated section to many of the same treats you will see at the parks for quite a bit less. T-shirts, hats, all kinds of Disney Gear, so if your kids are pestering for “stuff” consider this less expensive option.

8. Budget for the kids to have some discretionary money of their own. From our 15 year old to our 5 year old we provided a fanny pack and a daily allowance. Ours was $25 a day but that covered any snack they couldn’t live without and anything they wanted at the store. That took away so much of the commercialism really and we ended up with some souvenirs we would have never chosen but they loved! (I will try to post pictures of the sequin encrusted skull gangster ring that 2 of my boys purchased, or the green monkey string puppet that Keaton couldn’t live without.) For the teens or those you will allow the freedom to go on their own consider loading a Disney gift card at the entrance for them to use for their lunch. They have a swipe and wristlet model. Lunch budget is safety between $12 – $15 per person. (snacks typically run $4 each and dinners between $25 – $45 at most park hot spots.)

9. If you are traveling with small children and have access to laundry facilities consider planning for all of your family members to dress in the same color. Call me crazy but I was determined not to wrestle with 7 suitcases and all that goes with them on this trip as we were flying. Each child had 2 outfits, 2 orange shirts, 2 khaki shorts, 1 bathing suit, and one set of pi’s plus undergarments and shoes. Believe it or not we fit our whole gang into one big suitcase. I said over and over and over and over how glad I was that we all wore orange. Not only did it give peace to us parents who are constantly looking for our crew but it gave peace to the little ones as they could easily detect any of their party if they got separated for a moment. Each night I washed the outfit from the day before and 2 outfits suited us just fine. They got to wear their fun Disney shirts they purchased on the plane ride home, but everywhere we went we knew the orange glow was our gang. I saw other families do the same thing and seeing their choices I would recommend any bright color, but with boys and girls together orange was a good choice. (and our TX and TN connection…..well it just had to be orange.)

10. Place a form of i.d. in your younger children’s fanny pack. (for the youngest one of ours – the 5 year old I purchased a fanny pack that is the type that is really thin and actually is meant to hold your passport under your shirt so it is minimal and soft to the skin. He would not have managed a bulkier model well.) I put in the pack their money each day and they had a note card that read…..”I am separated from my family” and here are their phone numbers and there I listed the cell phone number of everyone in our party that had one including my teenagers. I instructed them that if they ever got lost to go to one of the Disney Workers and give them the note. We never had to do this but we did see a 7 year old boy that got lost and all that they went through to locate his family and was glad mine were prepared should that have happened to one of ours.)

11. Pack shoes that you would want to wear to run a 5k. Comfort is not the standard, marathon is. Wish I would have thought this through a bit more, I may have avoided the tylenol for pain in the evenings.

12. If your phone handles apps definitely download a couple of really helpful navigators. I would highly recommend one called Disney wait times that has both a version for Android and Apple. You can use it over and over as a resource for accurate wait times for popular rides as well as shows and other events. I used mine all the time.

13. Pre-measure your young ones in advance of your trip and make note of their height to carry with you. I would have saved Christopher the disappointment a few times of discovering he was only 42 inches instead of the needed 44 to ride with his other siblings on some they were so excited about. I would have distracted him while they went on a few of these without him. But the process of being measured and just not stacking up was a bit sad really. On day two he said “mommy can we come back here when I am 7?” He saw our 7 year old get to do everything without restrictions and he was a bit jealous.

14. Consider scheduling in Down Time. Our kids would have loved to do one day at the park, one day at hotel swimming, one day at the park….etc. Or even a 2 days on, one day off. Our kids finally crashed on day #4 and we forfeited a day of ticket purchase. We took that day and were lazy, went to the pool, went to downtown Disney at night to see a movie and go to the lego store. (lego store advice, there are 2 things to do in this store, build legos, or shop. I suggest steering kids to the stations where they can build and play, otherwise your wallet will take a huge hit if they realize this is a huge shopping experience.) Frame it as a building experience.

15. Try to print or get your hand on a Disney map before you are standing in the front of the park. When you are standing there with thousands of people streaming around you and your kids pulling on your clothes it is hard to take in the map and attractions and put together a plan. Get the map in advance and contemplate which things you want to fit into your day. (this was a big mistake on my part and started each day kind of stressful as I was the one trying to take in everything, figure out where it was, and develop a strategy. Having the map in advance would have proved golden.)

16. DO use the FASTPASS system. This system is simple and FREE. The most popular rides honor a fast pass. You can acquire a fast pass by going to the ride and locating the Fast Pass Distribution – there you will scan your entry ticket and it will return your ticket along with a fast pass that will assign you a time to come back to the ride without a wait. The system will typically allow you to secure a fast pass every hour to hour and one half. This turns 2 hour wait times into 10 minutes as you return to the ride and enter into a special lane designated for fast pass holders where you are escorted to the front of the line. Many do not take the time to work this system and you will be amazed once you figure it out how simple it is and how crazy it is that more people at the parks don’t  take advantage of the program.

17. Look for single rider lanes as well. My clan quickly figured out on several of their favorite rides that a Single Rider line was available. (these rides as well as fast pass rides are designated by an emblem on the maps). My guys loved Mount Everest, a ride that typically had a wait of more than an hour. They used a fast pass but that only can be used once and is not a great choice if you want to ride over and over again. They quickly realized that Single Rider was the way to go. There is a special lane for single riders and it means you are put in a seat anytime there is an odd number of people riding. This allowed the boys to ride their favorite ride 7 times in one hour as they just kept going in the single rider lane. Obviously if yours are intimidated to sit with someone they don’t know this is not an option for you, but my clan were cool with it and loved this option!

18. The bus system from the hotels to the parks work great. I wouldn’t fool with using my own car unless you are cutting short on a hard time commitment like a flight or dinner reservations. We ended up using a taxi a couple of times at about $15 a pop when we really wanted to get somewhere quick.

19. Family Devotions are a must – Don’t miss the opportunity of vacation to have that family devotion time each morning. We started this last year and it is the best. We typically focus on one key passage and even a memory verse can be fun to include. This week we chose the Beattitudes and focused one one each day. We also each pray for something at the end. Such sweet time and a reminder in the midst of all the “flesh fun” to start your day with Jesus! (and you will need peace, deep inner peace to survive some of the chaos of Disney….and I would never want you to repeat a scene I witnessed where three adults were gathered around yelling at a sweet 7 year old girl dressed as a princess….it is just wrong to yell at a princess!)

20. Take time to meet the people you cross paths with. You will stand in lines (even with great planning) remember to reach out and say hello. We met a family from the Netherlands and many from across the U.S. We even had one divine appointment with a man and his mom who live here in TN and were confined to wheelchairs. Their stories were inspiring and a chance for my kids to slow down and value people in our busy week. My new sweet friend Margie shared how her son was in an accident 4 years ago that left him paralyzed and as a single widow raised he and his brother while just recently discovering she has stage 4 cancer throughout her body. They are believing Jesus for miracles and I got to add this sweet brother and sister in the Lord to my prayer list. I even heard one of my sweet 4th grade girls has added Margie to her personal prayer list as well. Don’t miss the Divine appointments and the chance to love on people….personally that was my favorite part!

Well I hope you got something out of all of these words and my 2 Cents are probably way over spent….but I wanted to take a few minutes to share my lessons learned and wish you the very greatest Disney Vacation.

 

More room pics!

Beautiful Wyndham Room!

In the Sky over Disney - what a great Reminder to not leave GOD out of your vacation plans!

Take a little time to be organized! Well worth it!

Yes, we all really did wear orange each day!

The green monkey puppet!

Discretionary spending for Keaton & Caleb – matching rings!

Public Enemy #1???

This morning was not like every other morning. Kids arrived early in my room fully ready so that I could drive them to school for See You at the Pole. Honestly they seem a bit oblivious to the controversy but eager to join their friends to pray. To take them early they roused little Christopher to ride along and we headed to TW Hunter. We were a bit early and as I dropped them off I decided to turn this into a teachable moment for our little Christopher. Pulling into the closest parking spot with a view of the flag pole I began to explain to him what the kids were doing and rolled down his window so he could hear the songs and prayers offered up by the students. Honestly I had a few tears as I watched kids walk to the gathering spot. Some with eager deliberate footsteps, others content to quietly slip in between their friends.

At one point I even thought, I am a bit surprised that no media or any other attention seems to be present. It seems these kids are going to pray without much fanfare after all. That thought had not but momentarily crossed my mind when I saw a car pull up in an odd spot and the driver seem to take particular notice of the events. I sensed God was allowing me to see something. Then with deliberation I saw this woman take her stand outside of the circle and carefully take pictures of what was happening around the flag pole. I noticed a young student in the back seat, arms draped over the front bucket seats as they watched what appeared to be their mother take photos of the students praying.

Did God allow me to see “the one?” The one parent from TW Hunter that had participated in this ugly lawsuit that has turned this community on it’s ear. Was I witnessing “public enemy number 1?” I watched as she got back into her car and pulled far ahead of any of the activities to drop off her middle school student. That student entered the building with a glancing look back at the group around the flag pole. And I was a bit discouraged. This student was “different.” I don’t mean to say that in a judgmental way but let me describe so you understand. They looked very small for being in middle school and yet overweight with long hair and quite honestly it was hard to determine if the student was male or female. After watching so many of the children I know and have grown to love that attend my daughters school or church or those I have cheered on at soccer games or choir concerts I was struck by the contrast between many of them and this young middle schooler.

And that is when God started working on my heart and I felt compelled to share this story. I began to wonder if any of these students had ever invited this “one” to church. I began to wonder if any of our students had embraced this “one” with acceptance and the love of Christ. I began to wonder if amidst the hormones, pressures, and business of life if any of our students had ever taken the time to reach out to the one I was watching walk into the school doors. And then I had to be honest. Had I?

I know it is crazy but I wrote down her license plate. I don’t know why. Maybe the same reason I have occasionally written down those of people I see dumping trash out of the windows of their car on the highway. It must make me feel better to know that by recording it I have offered some accountability to the deed they have done. Maybe that is why I had this crazy urge to write down the number on her car as she drove away. I then thought well if I ever do know the name that goes with this plate I guess I would need to move them to the top of my prayer list. (silly me….I don’t really need to know her name to do this but I still think I was trying to justify my strange response to viewing these events.)

I was thankful that Christopher was pretty quiet on the way home as my head and heart were reeling. Reeling with conviction about my own habit of staying in the realm of the familiar. Approaching situations and people that I deem comfortable instead of wandering far outside of my comfort zone to encounter the scary and challenging. And I thought of our students. I thought in some ways this isn’t see you at the pole day as much as it is “coming out day.” At first I was not happy with my comparison to the phrase that has symbolized a day of revelation for the gay and lesbian movement but in some ways I could not over look the similarities. Those in the gay and lesbian lifestyle relish this day. They see it as an opportunity to shed all of the secrecy about the lifestyle they have quietly lived. It is the day which they announce they will live their lifestyle out loud. And when they do that they are celebrated and surrounded by others who have gone before them as they support them and quickly offer to fill in the gaps of those that may abandon them because of their decision.

Well maybe this is our students coming out day! The day they put behind them their quiet lifestyle and live for God out loud. That they begin to see their life as living in a way that is expected of those who have come out before them. That they are now expected to be Christlike in their schools. They are expected to walk in high integrity, with honesty, respect and service. That they love the unlovely and embrace the opportunity to witness. That they stand for righteousness and submit to authority with grace. I could go on and on. But the fact is that coming out is not about being seen at a flag pole. It is not about a perfectly positioned bumper sticker or manicured outer appearance. It is about being desperate to be a vehicle by which the Holy Spirit can life out the Life of Christ through our lives everyday. Adults and students alike.

I am going to add a new dimension to my prayer life today. I am going to pray specifically for opportunities to cross paths with those that need to know Christ. I am going to ask God to help me in a new and specific way to be salt and light. Honestly I pray that this woman and student may be part of my assignment. If they are not then they will definitely be part of my assignment in prayer.

I posted on Facebook yesterday a lesson from Nehemiah that I am reminded of again this morning. When Nehemiah was overcome with emotion by hearing that Jerusalem was in shambles he took that emotion and went straight to prayer. My tendency is to get riled up and choose action. But He models that our passion should first be turned to prayer. Fervent prayer. Our path from passion to action should be interrupted and truncated by prayer/submission & obedience. I am passionate this morning. So I am going to prayer. And I pray you will join me as we lift up those in our community who need Christ, and those that we may have labeled “public enemy #1.”

Our very long 2012 Christmas Letter/up-date ….

To our friends and family,

Every year I consider just sending you the card with a picture and then I have reminders from a few that the really long, long, winded letter is enjoyed by some. So if you are in that group here is an update on our tribe and the adventure that is our lives.

Christopher is 5 and is homeschooling Kindergarden this year with Billy’s mom. She is the best teacher you could ever hope for. He Is quickly learning to read and loves her fun outings. She has taught him to love the library, the park, and even took him to a farm where he got to wear a bee keeper suit and bring home a honey souvenir. One of the benefits of having 5 children is the opportunity to clearly see their “bents” or interests. For years Christopher has shown an interest in wrestling. Seriously! I know. I still find it hard to believe that God would give the gift of “wrestling” to anyone but if you saw Christopher you may become a believer. So after months and months of his pestering I took him to a wrestling club that takes kids as young as 5. I let him observe thinking this would cure him of any interest. Wrong…..he was upset with me that he didn’t get to wrestle his first night and couldn’t wait to go back despite being the youngest and smallest at practice. So yes, next year our letter may be filled with wrestling accolades but this year it is filled with “seriously God?!?!” as I try to process the adventures that await us.

Keaton is now 7 and enjoying first grade. He is the “artist” of the family in every sense of the word. Not only does he constantly want to create but he is in touch, very in touch with his feelings and the feelings of others. One morning I suggested Keaton go outside to play and his response was…..”mom…anyone can go play, I have to create!” This year we sent him to a special art camp. If you could have seen his face you would understand we had finally “found his people!” This has also been the year Keaton’s name has appeared on the “frequent visitor” list of our local emergency room. A complicated arm break lead to his first surgery, he nearly forgot to mention his double sized finger that was his second break and we plan to kick off 2012 with a tonsillectomy. He continues to be the entertainer of the family filling our mac with mini movies of him doing all things crazy. The dog growls at him anytime he is within 3 feet. If i ever get the chance to review all of those movies I am sure I may understand their strained relationship. I think Keaton  is probably responsible for the picture we included on our card of the “Underwear Gang.” After taking their picture they insisted I take it again in their gang car…..after all every gang needs a car….even the underwear gang!

Caleb is now 10 and nearing the top of the food chain in elementary school. He continues to be our resident engineer and electronics guru. This year I have also given him the nick name Spock. I know those reading this letter may be the only ones who understand what that may mean, but Caleb is our “strictly facts/no emotion guy.” If it isn’t completely logical he has no capacity to understand it. He will argue at any logic infraction and just drug me through one in an argument about the existence of Santa and whether he was a real person. Keaton’s argument….”yes” because he is based on someone who really did live and help people…..Caleb….absolutely not despite the constant explanation as to Keaton’s reasoning. Somewhere along the way Caleb decided he would become a bit of a bragger at school. I have discovered this as kids are quick to ask me for verification “of facts” when I go to eat lunch with him. It is definitely a trend we are working to curb but it may not be in time to avert a home robbery. Despite our gate and remote location I feel at risk and vulnerable, primarily because Caleb has bragged to his classmates that his dad has a “safe full of money.” At this age he doesn’t yet understand the real value of $2 bills and silver dollars but Billy and I despite previously finding his perspective funny, now fear it may truly pose a security risk.

Kendall is 13 going on 30. (wait isn’t that a movie title.) I think it must be a girl thing, especially when surrounded by a pack of boys. She has a firm grip on her femininity though, and really does seem to have glitter in her veins. Kendall continues to tumble and began running cross country. This year Kendall made a commitment to not eat candy, and if her determination is any indication she is going to accomplish anything she sets her mind to. Before this year she was like elf with all things candy being the biggest section on the food chart, but discipline has become a fruit that is growing strong in her life. Despite the darkening of her hair she continues to be our resident blond. I still find it hard to believe that a naive or ditzy gene resides anywhere in my lineage. A couple of weeks ago she returned a football to some boys who were playing at rec time. “Wow, Kendall you have quite an arm.” She told me the story with a smile, feeling sure she had impressed a few of the football players. “yea mom….they told me that I should play quarter back for the powder puff game…..whatever that means.” So hard to believe this girl is my own at times. At her age I was savoring back to back Superbowl victories of my beloved Redskins. Singing “hail to the Redskins, hail victory…..(yes and the rest which I still know) at the top of my lungs while frantically honking the car horn in our neighborhood. I have charged Billy with getting her “life ready” this year. She must know the basics of basketball, football, the big ones. He took on the assignment and recently took her for her first lesson to the gun range. She proved quite a shot and I now realize I may be the one to do the sports training after all. Billy will do the gun, driving heavy machinery, and pulling off a great practical joke training.

Colby is now a sophomore at Beech High School and oblivious to many of the big decisions that are right around the corner for him. He is enjoying some of his final care free days as he has no idea how hollow the joy of driving will become once he becomes legal in March. With 4 siblings, driving will get old quick but I sure will love the help. This year he took his savings and bought an old forerunner. The squeal it makes seems to be far less important than installing the window sticker that says upside down…..”if you can read this please turn me over.” His budget may be the only thing keeping him from pimping it out with new rims and purple tinted headlights. (This is where you should write us on your prayer list in ink….we are going to need it for many years.) He does well in school and this year also began to run cross country. His greatest love is missions and community service. This year when we went to Disney he took an entire day to go by himself to Epcot to enjoy the different countries and began a flag collection now mounted to his bedroom ceiling. He his recently equipped with a passport so hopefully a few trips are in his 2012 future. He continued on with Student Leadership University this year in Washington D.C. and has recently joined a bible study accountability group that he meets with regularly. We are proud of the person Colby has chosen to be.

Well this year for me has been a bit of a switch. After a few years of community volunteering this year my service has been primarily to my tribe. Billy’s travel schedule has picked up quite a bit so I have had to put my organizational skills to good use to find a way to keep the schedule of my tribe of five coordinated. I really should start a shuttle service in Hendersonville. Between practices, parties, art and music lessons, my  droid calendar app is my new best friend. This year I also made a point to schedule having lunch with my little guys at school each week. This has proven to be fertile ground for fun observations. I typically go and have lunch with Keaton and his 1st grade buddies and than hang out to share lunch with Caleb and his 4th grade comrades. After a few weeks the kids really start to get excited when you come. I have learned & laughed a lot. This week Katie whispered and then announced to me 3 reasons that Nora is classified to have poor table manners. She then went on to share this little riddle. Katie….”what do you call a reindeer with no antlers?” Me….”I don’t know.” Katie….”an antlerless reindeer……what do you call a deer with no antlers?” Me….(thinking I had caught on) ….an antlerless deer?!” Katie….”no a baby deer, baby deer don’t yet have their antlers silly.” I also discovered that syrup at lunch should be outlawed. I watched as they poured pancake syrup over their entire plates, all food groups seemingly improved by the liquid sugar.  My new friend Katie finding the most pleasure in dunking her Pringles into the sticky pleasure. Other lunchtime observations…..one girl forewent her entire meal to focus on the cream stuffed chocolate cupcake, another managed one bite of salad before shifting his efforts to his rainbow slushy. It appears one parent gave up completely, sending no sandwich, no protein, just a bag of snacks….chips, cheese puffs, pretzels and m&m’s. Admittedly I was thrilled that Keaton really did eat his entire lunch. Probably because most mornings he doesn’t really show interest in breakfast, or maybe it was the thin layer of syrup he had poured over his entire meal. Either way the teacher made my prayer list that afternoon.

Billy continues working with Paragon Hemophilia and carving out time for adventure between commitments. This year he took his dad, Colby and Caleb to Alaska for a fishing adventure. He also just returned from hunting with enough elk meat to fill a freezer. This year one of our greatest thrills has been a read through of the bible chronologically. If you have never done this…it is a must….really! We bought a special bible that does the sorting for you and dove in. It has been so rewarding to share this together and in September started a small group at church to share the joy of Chronological bible study with friends. Billy and I continue to serve with kids in Sunday school, Billy with 8th grade boys, myself with 4th and 5th grade girls. Our church continues to grow and the last couple of years have invested heavily in orphan care. This year Billy was able to go on a trip to Haiti to experience the efforts there. Not sure what God has in store for us next but we are now equipped with passports. As I write this letter we are in Dallas for his annual company Christmas party. Looking back as we make this trip for the 5th time from TN I cannot help but be overwhelmed by the faithfulness of God to our family. My prayer is that we would live worthy of the call to be one of His own!

We love you, miss you, and sure wish you would hurry up and move to TN if you aren’t already here!

Please stay in touch…..our email is thetribeoffive@hotmail.com or you can find Tina on facebook.

Grateful to share this adventure with you!

The Davis Family

Colby and friends help with Church under the Bridge ministry.

Homeschooling with Nana is the best!

The Underwear Bros (gang)

Our sweet encourager!

KiKi Picasso’s first Art Show :)

Disney is awesome when it rains!

Kicking and screaming……

It started a few weeks ago when I signed up and attended Midnight Train to be retrained to do computer check in for our Children’s ministry. The first week after being trained I arrived and quickly realized there wasn’t an open station that needed me to work. I walked around and quickly noticed that the classes of 4th and 5th grade girls were enormous. One of the youth workers mentioned “Tina you could go in and help this teacher I think she has 50 in her room.” Ugh…..really. I went to the room with much reluctance and quickly reasoned that my body was just adding one more to a packed room that was getting warm and didn’t have enough chairs. I then peaked in my sons 4th grade class and saw boys everywhere. I mean everywhere. I knew that this week was a huge shift as they had made some changes and I hoped that they would resolve themselves….but at the same time I sensed God knocking on my heart. (oh, no Lord, really, that must not be you…..)

The next week I reported again for computer help. No help needed. Peeked in and saw a fully staffed tech team, drama team, coordinators, and computer check in, but again classes were huge as no new teachers had arrived to help. I spoke with one of the staff and they explained that when the youth volunteers all moved back to the same hour they lost a lot of help, the same hour that increased attendance at now the most popular 10 o’clock hour. (again…..the need and God knocking…….) I offered to take a large group of girls who seemed relieved that they may end up with a teacher that eventually would know their name. Looking at their sweet faces and hearing how 3 had just moved to the area from out of state, as well as hearing each share something they are thankful for touched my heart. Despite my reluctance I knew God was leading me not to a computer but to invest in some young girls. For the last several years I have taught women’s studies, as well as high school and middle school groups but I (temporarily sin/insanity) thought that I got to choose or control how to use the gifts God had given me. That I got to make the decisions. Wow.

Then our pastor taught on Lordship and Stewardship and I knew for sure God had orchestrated the confirmation. It actually was a Lordship issue for me and a Stewardship issue of the teaching ability that He entrusted to me. So now I am signed up. I am in. I have jumped in with both feet and will joyfully teach some of the most precious 4th and 5th grade girls I could ask for. I only share this to encourage anyone who may be in the same situation. Maybe you see a need you are convinced someone else will fill. Or maybe you don’t have breakthrough in an area of your life but when you are honest there is an issue of Lordship. I want to encourage you. Did I feel called…..no at the time I didn’t feel called, but I felt compelled. I felt compelled to meet a need that I was capable of meeting. I pray you too quit kicking and screaming and surrender. I have a feeling God has some amazing things in store in this opportunity I almost succeeded in ignoring.

 

Your Testimony – The Clock is Ticking

Often when we hear the word testimony we think of the scripted 5 minute dialogue we are supposed to be prepared to present to an unbeliever. Many of us have been intimidated by the process of trying to summize our walk with God and our journey with such a small space to enclose it. But honestly when I think of testimony I don’t think of it this way at all. When I consider the word testimony I think about what is the story of my life as I am living it right now. How do I want it to be summarized by someone who walked it along side of me.  You see over and over in the Old Testament a person’s life summarized in one sentence. Typically it communicates what they did with their time, either using it to glorify God and put Him first, or to turn from God and live in wickedness. ONE SENTENCE! It seems unfair in some ways to summarize an entire life in one sentence, but the reality that is written on the pages of scripture is that our lives are calculated by one solitary fact, one declarative statement, one “T” in the road decision. What place will God have in My life?

Honestly when I look back on my own middle school and high school years I am disappointed that I didn’t have any insight into how important those years could be in my walk with God. Unfortunately many of us look back at those hours, days and years with a sense of disappointment that we didn’t invest them into our relationship with God and kingdom priorities. I feel like in some ways I really started my life when I surrendered it completely at the age of 19 to the plans of God.

Working with young people and having my own kids going through their teen years it is difficult to watch them struggle with the same temptations I did and the people throughout scripture did as well. Will I try to fill my life with the delights of this world or will these years be a time to realize my true delight can only be found in Him? It is sad to read posts by young people of broken hearts, broken promises, and fascination with what this world has to offer. My heart aches for them. My heart aches for the diet of music and television they have grown accustomed to. My heart hurts for the emptiness they will find at the end of every pursuit outside of God. I see their longing for love and acceptance and despite the best efforts of Godly people realize that ultimately each must find their way to God Himself to have the deepest longings of their hearts met. I am convicted at times… does my life seem to suggest that this world has something worth pursuing? I wish I could at times just download every mistake and piece of wisdom that I learned while trying to answer that question.

Recently it has been a trend for girls to write “husband journals,” to pre-prioritize some qualities they want their future husbands to have. I think some of this can be positive. On the negative side though I met a girl who had invested hours into creating a husband journal. She had written him letters and detailed his qualities in lists. My heart hurt for her as I saw her yearning for the future relationship in place of seeking God in the here and now about how she could pursue the true Bridegroom. Please don’t get upset at me for using this example. I have heard many share the way God has used these journals and I would never want to take away from that joy, but the thought that this part of my life doesn’t count, or I will really start living when……is a dangerous lie. It minimizes what it is to walk with God daily and embrace the plans and purposes He has for your life right now. It delays the urgency to get serious about eternal things and see each day as the Grand Adventure.

I don’t know that I have ever been more impressed as I was with a young girl I had in a camp cabin a few years ago. This 15 year old girl had already sold it out to God. She had given up friends, surrendered her dreams, and was daily dedicating herself to a life of personal devotion to Christ. She isn’t the type to take the stage nor have I ever seen her asked to. She is not using the “God card” as the way to be noticed, praised, or elevated. She somewhere accepted that these years were best spent in building and nurturing her relationship with God. What maturity to at such a young age seem to really understand that her testimony is being written now. That she will be able to share that her high school years were not wasted chasing boys, and trying to fit in and achieve, but they were spent with her testimony in mind and with God on the throne of her heart.

She inspires me and I hope she inspires you. That no matter what your age you are called to make it count for Jesus! I could go on and on about young people God called in the bible, and those who received that call and lived it out and those who were constantly drawn away from God by the things of this world. My prayer is that my own children and the young people I have relationships with will not waste a day. My prayer is that the habits they embrace will foster and encourage their hearts toward a surrendered walk with the Father. My prayer is that my life will be a light in a dark world to the next generation that will be called to carry the torch of Christ to the world. That their appetites will be overwhelmed with the goodness and glory of God!

“How do I get self worth?” ~ Fergie/Duchess of York

Yes, I admit, I watch Oprah every now and then. When she has a guest I am interested in I will tivo their interview. This week I actually watched through one I had recorded where she interviewed Fergie the Duchess of York. After the royal wedding I was curious how she was handling not being invited to attend along side of her girls. I had no idea that the show was really almost a promotional for a series on the new OWN network about Fergie’s journey. They showed several clips of her talking candidly about her struggles while visiting different locations and experts to try to get to the “heart” of what has been ailing her soul. It was during a session that she had with Dr. Phil that I saw one of the saddest moments I have witnessed on tv. During a conversation that was about Fergie’s addiction approval (one I can honestly relate to) she turned to Dr. Phil and pleaded for an answer to the question “how do I get self worth.” She really seemed to want an answer. The clip was edited at that point and I can only hope and pray that Phil took her aside and talked to her about Jesus but it got me thinking about how I would answer that question. And the answer is Jesus. Now hear me out. Don’t tune me out and think that I am just going to give you some spiritual pudding…..I really mean that Jesus is the only way to every truly have self worth.

Why…..Well the world tells us that self worth is something that we can muster up. Something we can “choose” to believe about ourself and alongside they offer up a thought that it can be found in performance. Something you can “excel” at or something you can “achieve.” So let’s go there. Maybe you think you can find self worth in financial superiority. Maybe you can find it by being “smarter than everyone else.” Maybe it is a temptation to think that your worth can be found through any number of external measurable units. Maybe that boss can give some to you. Maybe that spouse can give you a generous supply. Maybe you can find it with atta boys from a coach or a teacher. But is that really self worth when it can all be taken away. What if you lose your financial stability, what if you are injured and no longer able to perform that physical activity that gave you worth. Really if you get to the heart of this line of thinking you become like Darwin and Dr. Kivorkian. Really, Tina isn’t that a bit far? No not really. Darwin believed in survival of the fittest, that the strongest have value and are worthy to carry on. Kivorkian has spent much of his life and earned his reputation as one that perpetuates the idea that a person’s value ends when they suffer setback or viability at a high level is lost.

But real value, real worth comes from Jesus. When you consider that the God of the universe thought you were worth saving. The God of the universe thought you were worth redeeming. The God of the universe decided you had enough value to exchange the life of His own son to save your own. And the more you know God the more valuable you become. Not because you are growing or inflating but because He becomes bigger and bigger when you grow closer to Him. And when He gets bigger and more awesome in your eyes, you can see that the price He paid was greater than you ever imagined. And if the price was greater than you could have imagined than His prize must have been much more than you understood. And what is that prize? YOU! You are the prize. You are the apple of His eye the one He pursues.

I remember watching the Passion of the Christ movie several years ago. I had a hard time even going to see it. I wouldn’t think of eating popcorn or having a coke. (I even remember being annoyed as those came in a few minutes late because they wanted more snacks to go with their experience.) I watched the movie as many have…..silent tears streaming down my face as the actors so beautifully portrayed the life of Jesus. But after the extreme torture and bloody scenes that were almost too difficult to bear watching I remember in my seat just saying to God….”Why did you stay on the cross…..why didn’t you just get off…..” I know…..a crazy question but the agony even mimicked on the screen just brought my heart to desperation to understand. And God gently whispered to my heart…..”You……I stayed there for You.” I will never forget and cry now even as I recount that moment. But truly it is the only foundation, the only solution, the only anecdote for a heart that cries to be valued. You! Jesus came so that you would have life and that more abundantly. He came so that you would know your value and choose to spend an eternity with Him.

So I am reminded today. Reminded to share these truths with my own kids but to also realize that much of the world secretly asks the same question that Fergie did to Dr. Phil. “Where do I find self worth.” Let’s listen for their questions. Let’s be ready for an answer. And let’s avoid the pitfall of missing it with our own children and turning them into approval addicts. Let’s be purposeful to answer the question of their hearts with the truth of Jesus Christ!

Friends-BEWARE

Recently I reflected on a book that really changed my life. It was given to me years ago and several copies now line my book shelf. The front is yellowed by age and I wonder how many others had the chance to read Dee Brestin’s Friendships of Women that felt for the first time they had wisdom in how to navigate the complex waters of women’s friendships. I have probably read the book a half dozen times. Referenced it dozens more….but came to realize what a jewel it had become when I now am in the position to counsel my own sweet Kendall as she wades through the friendship waters.

At one point in my life I was invited to be a part of a women’s team. On the break I approached a woman I had perceived was much wiser and at ease with serving women. I asked her “so when did you feel a call to women’s ministry?” Her answer was honestly what I expected…..”since I was a young girl.” (but of course ~ that would be the answer from this obviously amazing woman.” And then the clincher. “When did you feel a call to work with Christian women…?” I wondered if she saw the fear in my eyes. My walk across the room to talk with her quickly became a risky decision. My answer, I thought,  may very well get me kicked out of this gathering all together. But her warmth cradled my honesty….”Actually I am not too sure I even like women.” Almost every major hurt in my life up to that point had been inflicted by women. Nearly every betrayal, disappointment and devastation. Sadly to say the majority were Christian women. But somewhere along the way God saw that I also met women that inspired me that friendship was worth the risk.

At 42 I know some things for certain. Oprah once shared that she asks each of her guests….what do you know that you know. Actually I have many “I know that I knows” but one that I feel compelled to share is that I know that I know that Jesus is the greatest thing you can have in common. I think through the friends that I have. The ones that after years we can pick up where we left off without effort. Can I do that with those who have kids the same age, similar economic status, similar location, no….I know that these relationships have this quality because we have Jesus in common.

I have met people from other cultures. Different races, backgrounds, economics, family make up….and we can bond quickly in a way that surpasses understanding when we have Jesus in common. Are you looking for friends? Are you trying to make some decisions about which way you will go? Look for those who have Jesus in common. Those whose hearts are set on Him. Those whose desire to please Him, serve Him, worship Him. Those who desire to live out His word in their lives. Those who can’t have a conversation without mentioning Him. Those who can’t make a decision without seeking Him. Those who cannot take acclamation without giving glory to Him. Those are the friends that will last. Those are the ones worth the investment. Those will be lifelong. Not only will they be lifelong but eternal. Jesus is the greatest thing to have in common!

My intent with this blog has been to store up thoughts and observations for my own children but occasionally share in hopes that it may encourage others navigating these same conversations with their own kids.

Christmas Letter 2011 ~ Love the Tribe of Five

Dear Family and Friends:

It is that time of year when we get to share special memories with family and friends and also reconnect with those we just don’t see often enough. Admittedly I feel a bit of pressure this time of year to get our traditional Christmas card out but trying to find a quiet moment in these parts is nearly impossible. For those of you who dread long updates exit the freeway now with a huge hug from the Davis family. Those who enjoy the longer scenic route (like Billy’s mom) here are some highlights from the tribe of five.

Colby is 14 this year and in his first year of high school. Halfway through his first season of football he discovered he loved cross country, so our dreams of 3 additional years of football injuries have been dashed. He continues to do well in school and volunteers with our kids department at church. This last year he had the opportunity to go with a group of students from our church to Student Leadership University, an intense discipleship program, in Orlando. He loves the Lord and is maturing into a great young man. Colby’s quote this year stems from an ongoing discussion I’ve had with him. I have wanted to guide what has now been a year and a half “teenage” relationship with a sweet girl. “Colby, you do realize one day she may want to explore other fish in the sea.” One beat later Colby replied, “Why would she do that if she caught a whale on her first cast?” We love this boy and his quick wit. We continually pray he discovers the plans and purposes of God for his life.

Kendall is 12 and is in 7th grade. She continues to be a gracious giver and “God-send” to me and her brothers. She has been diligently working on her tumbling skills in hopes of becoming a cheerleader. She works hard to maintain her grades. She has learned to hold her own with 4 brothers but remains gentle and patient with young children. She continues to work in our church nursery and this year began working with special needs students at her school. Each day she shares stories with a gleam in her eye. One day I asked her if she had a favorite. She said “yes” and explained there was one boy who was soo cute when he talked because he stuttered to communicate. Normally you would correct a child who may seem to be teasing someone with a disability, but with Kendall you hear true love and delight in her voice when she tells you about these kids. They have asked her to continue another semester and I would say this is the highlight of her day. She also had the chance to go with me to Haiti this year on a week long mission trip. She had a wonderful time loving on the kids and I have had to tell her more than once that she has to wait until she is at least 18 before she can adopt. Obviously we are praying for a special husband for this sweet girl when the time comes. She definitely has a call on her life and has the blessing of discovering some of it early. My quote for Kendall this year is a true story. None of this has been fabricated to heighten the details. “Mom, am I a mix?” Kendall asks me as she hops into the car after school. “A mix?” “Yes, we had a recruiter at school today and she said if I am a mix I may be able to get a scholarship into the military.” “Kendall what brought up this conversation.” “Well they had us fill out an application and I got to the part that said race. I considered I may be white but I looked at my arm and I really don’t look white. Then I considered I may be African American because my Mimi lived in Africa and we live in America, so I raised my hand and asked.” “Are you telling me you raised your hand and asked the teacher if you were African American?” “Yes, she said she didn’t think so but that I may be a mix, and if I am I would qualify for a scholarship.” After laughing for over a week on and off about this conversation, I still contemplate whether it is my failure as a parent or that of the school system that my daughter didn’t know what race she was. My conclusion is…..she was born a blond and although her hair continues to get darker, her origins still shine through.

Caleb is now 9 and in 3rd grade. He is quite the math whiz and won an award last year at his school. Being the middle child he is highly competitive and, after relishing that he will forever hold every video game high score, has moved his competitive streak to school achievement.  (That works for us…)  Last year he gave up his successful soccer career for one in baseball and let’s just say…we are begging for an early retirement. He continues to be our family engineer. Tinkering with just about everything with wiring or a battery. This last year I got my first MacBook. I had opened the package and left it on the chair to run and do my afternoon carpool run. He and Keaton got home before I did and when I walked in the room I found he had figured out how to use the built in camera. They were in the process of making movies with our dog I-candy that involved dance moves. Later I discovered several stored movie clips. They included an instructional video of how to wipe after you poop (with discretionary camera angles and real documentary like footage) and several commercials for a website they designed called “boogers dot com.” Yes these boys are a handful. Caleb has earned the nick name this year of “Spock.” It seems his mouth is hardwired to his brain and makes no path through his empathy or feeling stations. With a long line of engineers on both sides of my family, I am wishing my grandmothers were alive to help give me pointers in raising this special breed.

Keaton is now 6 and is in Kindergarten. He is just loving every minute of it. He got the sweetest teacher….I call her a grown up Disney princess. On the first day of school I went to pick him up….and in her melodic description she reported, “We had a wonderful day!”  Keaton gave me this intense look….lowered his voice almost to a growl and said “I loved it!” Keaton is our artist. We have nicknamed him KiKi Picasso. His favorite pastime involves a pen or pencil and a ream of paper. He is also an artist in personality. He is passionate about everything. When he sees his friends they embrace like old Frenchmen. When he is disappointed, well, there is no disappointment for Keaton, only devastation. My quote from Keaton comes from the other day. While watching the show Hoarders, Caleb says “Wow, why do they have so much stuff?” “Well Caleb, some people haven’t found out that only Jesus can make you happy, stuff can never make you happy.” One beat later and under his breath Keaton mumbles, “Stuff makes me happy!.”

And yes, we have a lot of work to do!

Christopher is now 4 and attends a little preschool. He is our happy-go-lucky kind of guy. I recently put together a slide show for each of the kids with their photos and we put Christopher’s to the song “Smile.” We couldn’t find one picture without one. Last night Kendall was showing us her kicks that she had been working on. I said, “Wow Kendall you are a great kicker” to which Christopher responded “I am a great kicker too” – and kicked Kendall in the leg. He defines days by sleeps (an Indian term he learned from Keaton). When he asks me how long until Christmas I reply “5 days” and he quickly asks “How many sleeps?” He is our caboose and our comic relief. We are so glad that this little guy was part of God’s plan to complete our tribe of five.

I continue to run a hostage negotiation service and a public transportation system. I squeeze in some volunteer work and love opening His word with ladies at our church. I was blessed to go on a mission trip this year as well as share about community service and gifts of service at the 2010 Lifeway Women’s Forum this year. I daily stand amazed at my God and the treasures He has entrusted to me. My prayer is to walk worthy of the calling to be His daughter.

Billy continues to love his work with Hemophilia at Paragon. His patients are his second family (sometimes his first). He did some hunting and fishing this year….(are you surprised?) He and Colby brought home more than 200 lbs. of fish from Alaska, and he accompanied friends and family to their annual elk hunt in Colorado. This year for his company Christmas party he had the chance to help develop a fun rap music video. He would love for you to see it, as it is a tune he now hums in his sleep. (Go to youtube and search for YouTube: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yD55aJMjW7g

Vimeo: http://vimeo.com/17585603) Who knew we had a rap artist in the house! He continues to be king of the hill with 4 wheeler adventures for the kids and their friends and never misses an opportunity to turn a regular day into an adventure of some kind. This year Billy began teaching 8th grade boys at church. He has loved teaching them God’s word and filling in the blanks with fun. This next year he and Colby are going on a mission trip in the jungles of Nicaragua. I look forward to them sharing their common passions and to what God has in store for them in South America.

Not so fun this year has been the passing of friends and family that we loved! This year we lost my step brother Chad to cancer after a courageous 7 year battle with that awful disease. A few weeks later we lost a beloved friend and patient of Billy’s, a precious young man with a bright future. We find comfort in the words of Paul. “I have finished the race, I have kept the faith. Now there is in store for me the crown of righteousness, which the Lord, the righteous Judge, will award to me on that day–and not only to me, but also to all who have longed for his appearing.” 1 Timothy 4:7-8

I am thankful to say goodbye to these as well as Carol and David,  knowing that there is a reunion planned on the other side and, until then, they have beat us to the crown.

Love in abundance!

Billy & Tina Davis & The Tribe of Five

www.thetribeoffive@hotmail.com

Christmas Letter 2009 ~ The adventure Continues…..

Dear Friends and Family….

Well honestly I typically wait for a wave of inspiration to write our Christmas letter….but this year the ticking of the clock is most of my inspiration this morning. Admittedly our home is not yet “Christmasfied” and my kids are persistent to point out that we donʼt have outside lights and statues to decorate our lawn. But I will say that our home, probably like your own is bustling with anticipation of Christmas. For those who really do dread these long letters hopefully you can enjoy the card itself, for those who enjoy a glimpse of the the tribe and the parents who try to keep the battle cries to a minimum….this is for you…..

Colby is in his last year of middle school and is taller than me. This year we signed him up for soccer for the first time in years and didnʼt realize the league was for boys through High School. Thankfully he was tall enough to blend into the group but honestly I think he was scared to death. He also asked to begin piano lessons this year. He goes every week and I have had my fingers crossed that this was worth our investment into a keyboard. Last week we were at Best Buy and we parted ways to be in different parts of the store. He went into the instrument area and when I rounded the corner to find him i was amused that he had figured out how to program the keyboard to play Jingle Bells through itʼs computer. I cannot tell you the shock when I realized he was in fact the one playing. I now know he has probably been up until all hours of the night. One of the pros/cons of having a basement where you canʼt hear the kids. The con….our son secretly gets away with his own bed time…the pro…. we feel a bit better about splurging for lessons and a keyboard. Colby also had his first kiss this year. We thought we would include this memory in the photos on the card and hope that this picture would serve as a deterrent to any other fish in the sea….

Kendall is doing well in her first year of middle school. Honestly these middle school years of deciding where you want to fit and who you want to be can be really tough…and to have 2 in middle school….well… pray for our home…. Kendall has continued to play soccer and this year has signed up to be a regular worker in the church nursery. She has a heart for special needs children and requests to be assigned to one of them each week that she works. Kendall continues to be our resident massage therapist. She has now taught Keaton some of her tricks but all he remembers is what he has now coined his signature “toe squeeze.” She continues to walk the line between girly and tomboy. When reading her text message to a friend who had her wallet stolen I noted the combination….”I almost cried when I thought of being in your shoes…and if we find out who did it I will kick em….” Fortunately I think her compassion is more developed than her kicking skills.

Caleb is in second grade and is our resident hippie. As you can see from the picture he, like Samson, may just lose his strength if we cut that hair. Honestly if we cut it too much I wouldnʼt recognize him. He found his rhythm with the school thing this year and he is determined to read his way to the top. He catches the early bus solo, my only elementary student, with iCandy close behind. (That dog is loyal and loves this boy.) He continues to be the primary suspect in all things disassembled with a proclivity to remotes for some reason. Caleb celebrated 2 birthdays this year. One when he turned 8 and another in August when he gave his heart to Christ for the first time. We couldnʼt be more proud of this little guy. Yesterday when I got home I discovered Caleb and Keaton playing with my new mac book. I quickly began to explain that my new computer was off limits (the sticky keys and constant finger prints convinced me they had something to do with the untimely death of my last one) until they stepped back. When they did I couldnʼt help but crack up. They had discovered the small camera built into my laptop and had somehow been in my room making movies. They had figured out how to record and playback and had orchestrated a segment with forced dog dancing. (iCandy – both friend and victim.) I only hope I can figure out how they did it and ensure that it is recorded. Somehow I think it may merit a 2010 Christmas card by video.

Keaton….how does one start with Keaton. Well an excellent student this young man confounds me with the energy he has to be our family clown. His grandparents suggested we nominate him as Obamaʼshumor Czar….(they heard he was looking to add one more useless member to his cabinet….oh did I say that out loud….no just typed it…..much better.) The adventures of the last few days include…. A call from the sheriffʼs department (I suspect that he learned about the 911 service in class that day.) Luckily the police department doesnʼt immediately respond to gangs of gigglers calling their emergency number. Another….He turned the task of getting the mail into an entire episode of 24 as we all watched out the windows as he darted behind objects to remain hidden from the postman until he could sneak up to the box and capture the mail. I cannot even begin to describe his dancing abilities….I am just glad I have some video for his wedding. Hard to believe that this little rabble rouser has memorized the 23rd Psalm, relishes the opportunity to help around the house, and supplies me with a constant stream of pictures and love letters. His life is the grand adventure and we are all thrilled God gave us a front row seat.

Christopher will be 4 in April and is relishing his forever throne as the baby of the family. I struggle to eat with him on my lap, walk with him on my hip and sleep when he has conned his way into the covers. He truly is the sweetest little guy. Someone said last night….”I wish I had one that picked up like that”…..my response….”well you get this one 5th if you want to keep going.” (Her heart instantly contented.) He like the others has contributed to the custom art drawn walls and distressed floors but this is the first child I have had that seems just a bit OCD. Finally! One made to order. With 3 older brothers it will be interesting to see how this little guy finds his way….but in the meantime he is everyoneʼs loyal sidekick and cuddle bug….and tolerant of our nickname….Chrissy…..

I guess without much room left we will make this brief. This year has been one of tremendous challenge and fulfillment. God has continued to bless the work of our hands both at Billyʼs company and with some of the volunteer work I am privileged to do.

Billy would be upset if I didnʼt mention his life long dream fulfilled to fish in Alaska…(our freezer is still full if you want to come over for some sockeye salmon). He has now shifted dreams to fishing tuna….hmmmm……not sure I am as eager to have a freezer full of the chicken of the sea. His annual trip to Colorado sent him and a few buddies home with full tags. And after Colbyʼs first deer this year our freezer is full of meat for the winter.

We also had the chance to go to my first Redskins/Cowboys game after being a fan for more than 20 years.. (Thank you Rick) Honestly I am glad I didnʼt express my loyalty through spirit gear – my life may have been in danger…I do admit to singing “hail to the redskins…hail victory….braves on the warpath….fight for old d.c…..but very quietly under my breath)….did I mention we were at the same hotel as the Redskins team while we were there….seriously…..a real treat for me. You can see our view was amazing as we watched my team suffer a pathetic defeat in the last minutes of the game.

Much Love! The Davis Family

I just glanced at our card and realized that Hershey – our Ragdoll is a part of our card this year. I thought you may enjoy the dilemma he faced when the kids captured, nurtured, bathed and cherished his nemesis. For you animal rights activists you will be pleased to know that our “Jerry” escaped and is now enjoying his freedom bathed and well acquainted with the love and affection he has forfeited with his freedom. A recent babysitter has given us a clue as to his whereabouts and letʼs just say he has taken to higher ground.

P.P.S. If you havenʼt found us already here is our contact info to stay in touch……and remember….we would love to have you for a visit….is it time for a little trip to Tennessee?

bdavis@paragonhemophilia.com ~ thetribeoffive@hotmail.com ~ www.daddyzgirl.wordpress.com ~ www.crazylovelady.wordpress.com

Words on Winning….

I felt compelled to write this post as an entry to be recorded for the journey my own children are on. Last night Kendall played a soccer game I was unable to watch as her brothers had 2 simultaneous games and required supervision. At the end of her game she walked over to me and began through frustration to describe her mistake in the game, the disappointment of her coach and their failure to reach the next game in the playoff’s. She tried her best to hold back tears but success lasted but a few moments. I held her and repeatedly tried to comfort her with the words “it is only a game….it is supposed to be fun.” They too were less than successful. But this morning as I ponder the opportunity to let that coach know how affected she was by His disappointment and words I am more compelled to share with her and record it in this blog a few words from scripture to remember.

The first thing I am reminded of is when Jesus first sends out His disciples in His name following their failure to cast out a demon. He appoints them and annoints them to go and preach the gospel, heal the sick and gave them power to cast out demons. This was their first “sending out” assignment and I wonder how some may have felt “ready” while others intimidated by the task. Long story short….they arrive back to Jesus and “tell Him all that they said and did.” And His response…..do not rejoice that the demons are subject to you….but rejoice that your names are written in heaven.

I love this passage. They were not coming to Jesus on the heels of defeat but on the heels of great success. This was their horay moment!! They were coming back with the big trophy…..lots of fans….the inspiration of fan clubs….but Jesus quickly dispells the attitude of pride with a reminder of our true prize. The true prize is citizenship with Him! The true prize is to daily be transformed more and more into the image of Christ. For that there is no trophy. For that there is no “popular acceptance” or cheers from the crowd. For that prize is one gained by taking up the cross of Christ and laying your life down.

Who knows dear Kendall. Maybe you did in fact cost them the game. Maybe you kept them from receiving the trophy with the word Champion that is 4 inches taller than a participant trophy. I don’t know. All I know is that I see you being transformed more and more into the image of Christ. I see your heart continually break for those less fortunate and those with special needs. I see your heart to serve…. I believe sweet girl that you have your eye on the prize! The prize is Him!

I wonder how God views our desire to “win!” Does it humor Him? fatigue Him? Delight Him? I don’t know the answer to that one…but one thing I am confident of….He is more interested in what becomes of our hearts than what becomes of our trophy shelves.