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Archive for the month “March, 2014”

Get a New Schedule

It’s you and you alone most of the time, as a single parent, now.

You’ll have to start off the day earlier than you used to and end the day later than you used to.

Your schedule now revolves around your children and their schedules.

Without a schedule, your life will be in constant chaos.

Your old schedule as a two parent family won’t work anymore.

Sit down with each child and find out their schedules in detail.

Younger children will not know their schedules as well as older children.

It may take some time to fine tune your schedule.

Don’t give up on achieving your new schedule.

Keep adding to your new schedule and tweaking it.  You will get it RIGHT!

Include every known event or activity to your schedule.

You will have to change the way you do some things to make your new schedule work efficiently.

You and your children’s schedules must work together.

Your schedule makes your world work!  It’s that important…

 

“There cannot be a crisis today; my schedule is already full”    Henry Kissinger

 

“A schedule defends from chaos and whim.”     Annie Dillard

 

“A schedule so tight that it would only work if I didn’t sleep on Monday nights.”

Alan Jay Lerner

 

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God’s Not Dead – The Movie

A movie for you to go see and also a movie for your children ages 13 to 30. A must see movie. Really, really good. I recommend this movie!

 

Boundaries—You & Your Ex-Spouse

In order to make your co-parenting situation work you must set boundaries with your ex-spouse.  The problem you will encounter is you each want to set your new boundaries at different places.  Rate how you are handling these boundaries.

____  Your ex-spouse is not allowed to drop by anytime they wish.

____  Don’t try to force issues on the other.

____  Agree to show respect and honesty to each other.

____  Don’t say or do anything to hurt each other: physically, mentally or emotionally.

____  Don’t allow the kids to be dropped off when not agreed to in advance.

____  Avoid to much personal interaction—only when it’s about the children

Set Boundaries with Ex

 

Today – Now

Today is the most important day in your life because it is the only day you are assured of.

Tomorrow may not come.

Live in the NOW.  Enjoy each “now” moment.

Yesterday is in the past.  Never to be again!

Make today count for something worthwhile.

Do something for someone today.  Someone who can’t return your kindness…

Live is an “action” verb.

Help make someone a better day.

Love someone today.

Someone is: You, your children, others.

Today is tomorrow’s yesterday.

“Don’t let yesterday use up too much of today.” Will Rogers

Stop acting as if life is a rehearsal. Live this day as if it were your last. The past is over and gone. The future is not guaranteed.”   Dr. Wayne Dyer

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Attitude – Single Parent Style

Being a single parent is an attitude.

Your positive ATTITUDE = Your SUCCESS

Positive always overcomes negative.

Good times over shadow bad times.

“YES” gets better results than “NO”.

Your attitude is controlled by you – not your situation.

Your children’s attitudes = Their successes.

It’s your job to keep your children’s attitudes in a positive direction.

You and your children’s attitudes = your family’s successes.

You are responsible for your attitude, your actions and your reactions concerning where you are now, and will be in the future.

Attitude is more important than circumstances!!!

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Split – A Video About Children of Divorce

A video about children of Divorce starring children of Divorce
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From Ellen Bruno

 

 

Family

Family is family, no matter what you are going through.  We all need family no matter how much we believe that not to be the case.  Family is about blood and blood is as they say, thicker than water.  Family is about loving even in times of disagreement and discontent.  It’s about caring even when it’s last on your want to do list.  Family is not just about birth relations, it’s about much, much more.  Family is a feeling, a comfort level, a wanting to be a part of and wanting to be with.  Family is more than just about money, grades, stuff, feelings, jealousies and miss trusts.  Family is never perfect, none ever are.  It’s about forgiveness, helping, needing, growing up, learning, sharing, making mistakes and saying “I’m sorry” and “I love you”.  Family is about life.  Life has its ups and downs; family has its ups and downs.  Family is about accepting, no matter what.  It’s about reunions and shared experiences and stories that last through generations.  Nothing perfect, that’s what family is. US and WE!

“Families are like fudge – mostly sweet with a few nuts.”  Unknown

“The family.  We were a strange little band of characters trudging through life sharing diseases and toothpaste, coveting one another’s desserts, hiding shampoo, borrowing money, locking each other out of our rooms, inflicting pain and kissing to heal it in the same instant, loving, laughing, defending, and trying to figure out the common thread that bound us all together.”  Erma Bombeck

“To us, family means  putting your arms around each other and being there.”    Barbara Bush

“In time of test, family is best.”

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A TEENAGER’S VIEW OF HEAVEN

The Moore’s framed a copy of Brian’s essay and hung it among the family portraits in the living room. ‘I think God used him to make a point. I think we were meant to find it and make something out of it,’ Mrs. Moore said of the essay. She and her husband want to share their son’s vision of life after death. ‘I’m happy for Brian. I know he’s in heaven I know I’ll see him.’

Brian’s Essay: The Room… 

17-year-old Brian Moore had only a short time to write something for a class. The subject was what Heaven was like. ‘I wowed ’em,’ he later told his father, Bruce. ‘It’s a killer. It’s the bomb. It’s the best thing I ever wrote…’ It also was the last.

Brian Moore died May 27, 1997, the day after Memorial Day. He was driving home from a friend’s house when his car went off Bulen Pierce Road in Pickaway County and struck a utility pole. He emerged from the wreck unharmed but stepped on a downed power line and was electrocuted.

In that place between wakefulness and dreams, I found myself in the room. There were no distinguishing features except for the one wall covered with small index card files. They were like the ones in libraries that list titles by author or subject in alphabetical order. But these files, which stretched from floor to ceiling and seemingly endless in either direction, had very different headings. As I drew near the wall of files, the first to catch my attention was one that read ‘Girls I have liked.’ I opened it and began flipping through the cards. I quickly shut it, shocked to realize that I recognized the names written on each one. And then without being told, I knew exactly where I was.

This lifeless room with its small files was a crude catalog system for my life. Here were written the actions of my every moment, big and small, in a detail my memory couldn’t match. A sense of wonder and curiosity, coupled with horror, stirred within me as I began randomly opening files and exploring their content. Some brought joy and sweet memories; others a sense of shame and regret so intense that I would look over my shoulder to see if anyone was watching.

A file named ‘Friends’ was next to one marked ‘Friends I have betrayed.’ The titles ranged from the mundane to the outright weird ‘Books I Have Read,’ ‘Lies I Have Told,’ ‘Comfort I have Given,’ ‘Jokes I Have Laughed at.’ Some were almost hilarious in their exactness: ‘Things I’ve yelled at my brothers.’ Others I couldn’t laugh at: ‘Things I Have Done in My Anger’, ‘Things I Have Muttered Under My Breath at My Parents.’ I never ceased to be surprised by the contents.

Often there were many more cards than I expected. Sometimes fewer than I hoped. I was overwhelmed by the sheer volume of the life I had lived. Could it be possible that I had the time in my years to fill each of these thousands or even millions of cards? But each card confirmed this truth. Each was written in my own handwriting. Each signed with my signature.

When I pulled out the file marked ‘TV Shows I have watched’, I realized the files grew to contain their contents.  The cards were packed tightly and yet after two or three yards, I hadn’t found the end of the file. I shut it, shamed, not so much by the quality of shows but more by the vast time I knew that file represented.

When I came to a file marked ‘Lustful Thoughts,’ I felt a chill run through my body. I pulled the file out only an inch, not willing to test its size and drew out a card. I shuddered at its detailed content.

I felt sick to think that such a moment had been recorded. An almost animal rage broke on me. One thought dominated my mind: No one must ever see these cards! No one must ever see this room! I have to destroy them!’ In insane frenzy I yanked the file out. Its size didn’t matter now. I had to empty it and burn the cards. But as I took it at one end and began pounding it on the floor, I could not dislodge a single card. I became desperate and pulled out a card, only to find it as strong as steel when I tried to tear it.

Defeated and utterly helpless, I returned the file to its slot. Leaning my forehead against the wall, I let out a long, self-pitying sigh.

And then I saw it… The title bore ‘People I Have Shared the Gospel with.’ The handle was brighter than those around it, seemed newer, almost unused. I pulled on its handle and a small box not more than three inches long fell into my hands. I could count the cards it contained on one hand.

And then the tears came. I began to weep. Sobs so deep that they hurt. They started in my stomach and shook through me. I fell on my knees and cried. I cried out of shame, from the overwhelming shame of it all. The rows of file shelves swirled in my tear-filled eyes. No one must ever, ever know of this room. I must lock it up and hide the key. But then as I pushed away the tears, I saw Him.

No, please not Him. Not here. Oh, anyone but Jesus. I watched helplessly as He began to open the files and read the cards. I couldn’t bear to watch His response. And in the moments I could bring myself to look at His face, I saw a sorrow deeper than my own.

He seemed to intuitively go to the worst boxes. Why did He have to read every one? Finally He turned and looked at me from across the room. He looked at me with pity in His eyes. But this was a pity that didn’t anger me. I dropped my head, covered my face with my hands and began to cry again. He walked over and put His arm around me. He could have said so many things. But He didn’t say a word. He just cried with me.

Then He got up and walked back to the wall of files. Starting at one end of the room, He took out a file and, one by one, began to sign His name over mine on each card. ‘No!’ I shouted rushing to Him. All I could find to say was ‘No, no,’ as I pulled the card from Him. His name shouldn’t be on these cards. But there it was, written in red so rich, so dark, and so alive. The name of Jesus covered mine. It was written with His blood. He gently took the card back. He smiled a sad smile and began to sign the cards. I don’t think I’ll ever understand how He did it so quickly, but the next instant it seemed I heard Him close the last file and walk back to my side.

He placed His hand on my shoulder and said, ‘It is finished.’ I stood up, and He led me out of the room. There was no lock on its door. There were still cards to be written.

‘I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me.’ – Phil. 4:13 ‘For God so loved the world that He gave His only son, that whoever believes in Him shall not perish but have eternal life.’ If you feel the same way forward it so the love of Jesus will touch their lives also. My ‘People I shared the gospel with’ file just got bigger, how about yours?

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Involved Dads

Involved Dads are incredibly important for children to grow up to be well-adjusted adults. Kids with involved Dads do far better when compared to kids whose Dads are not involved. Kids need their Dads.

Daughters of single parents without a Father involved are:

  • 53% more likely to marry as teenagers
  • 711% more likely to have children as teenagers
  • 164% more likely to have a pre-marital birth
  • 92% more likely to get divorced themselves

Yes, INVOLVED dads are incredibly important in the lives of their daughters.

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Today is Single Parent’s Day – March 21, 2014

Just as Father’s Day and Mother’s Day are celebrated each year, so also is National Single Parent’s Day.

Today in the U.S. 40% of all families are Single Parent led families.

In my home state of Mississippi that figure is 49% (highest in the nation).

Simply put, it’s a day set aside to honor and applaud the hard work single parents

do each and every day in raising their children.

While some may conclude that Single Parent’s Day is just a variation of Mother’s

Day and Father’s Day, it is actually much more than that. Single Parent’s Day is

an opportunity for the children of single parent families to recognize the sacrifices that their parent or both of their parents make to provide for their needs, work with one another, and maintain a stable home environment where the children can thrive.

It is also an opportunity for single parents themselves to celebrate their efforts and achievements.

It is a day to raise awareness about the determination and strength shown by the

more than 15 million single parents who are raising children in the U.S. today. It’s  a time to applaud the single parents who are up to the task of parenting their

children in difficult situations.

If you are a single parent, were raised by a single parent, or have a loved one

who is a single parent, be sure to take today aside to make this day a special day

for yourself or the single parents in your life.

Single parents deserve your acknowledgment and appreciation. 

These were raised in a single parent home:

Dr. Charles Stanley – Pastor First Baptist Church Atlanta, GA

John Fuller – Focus on the Family

Dr. Fred Luter – President of The Southern Baptist Convention

Voddie Baucham – Christian Pastor, Author, Speaker

Dr. Lavon Gray – Music Director First Baptist Church Jackson, MS

Michael Phelps

Bill Cosby

Julia Roberts

President Bill Clinton

Eric Clapton

Pierce Brosnan

Tom Cruise

Cary Grant

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