Sunday, June 30, 2013

Not All Heroes Wear Capes


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~As for me and my house we will serve the Lord.~

            One of my favorite Biblical passages. We all know it. A  simple, beautiful verse. Joshua. A path of service and generosity of spirit? It clearly assigns value to these. Yet when this path is chosen on a “full time” scale, it is denigrated by our current culture of materialism, self centered-ness and mothers seeking fulfillment within careers outside their homes.
Being a Catholic woman is my value, my worth. And quite simply, I am blessed.
Titles? Awards?  Pay increases? No, not any more.  Those are in the past.  It’s all much greater than that now. It’s largely unseen. And unnoticed.
But it’s bigger.
I don’t look to be fulfilled by looking beyond my home. It all happens here. Everything important, and unimportant. And I’m thankful for the glimmer of humility bestowed upon me by our Lord that I see it.
 While I steer the boys’ academics daily, orchestrate the minutiae of their social calendars and sports schedules and manage the home keeping in its entirety, my husband is the power behind it all. His encouragement at home, his dedication at work, well, cliché as it sounds, he  makes our family journey possible. His quiet willingness to carry the burden of our family’s financial necessities? Recognizing this treasure is the most valuable gift.

A man of knowledge uses words with restraint, and a man of understanding is even tempered. Proverbs 17:27
            On a recent Sunday, my husband opened the magazine section of our New York newspaper, eager to reach the article detailing “family day trips” to one of our travel destinations this summer. Initially assuming that the story might supplement the wealth of information I have been gathering for our westward journey, he was consequently quite dismayed to discover that the piece was not in the slightest a family vacation guide, but more a pseudo ad for a Mom-and-Dad-can-relax-on-the-beach-we’ll-take-the-kids-off-your-hands-and-keep-them-busy-beading-swimming-boating-playing-with-lanyard-for-a-full-day-so-you-don’t-feel-guilty-because-they’re-having-fun-too ‘camps.’
          “Who in the world would buy into THIS??  This isn’t a family trip….this is glorified daycare!”
           That’s my man.
            He gets that our kids’ lives, our lives, are passing as a car speeds down the highway. Trees and telephone wires a blur. These precious, fleeting days? He wants to be with them, not just with them:
            He sends regrets to a family wedding rather than hire a babysitter for our children.
            He holds the consequences for undesirable behavior even though it makes him the most unpopular person around.  
            He prefers family-movie-night-based-on-that-novel-we-just-finished to let’s-go-out-with-another-couple-night.
           He is gratified and proud from behind the scenes when the bat cracks the ball, the basketball is sunk, the square roots are learned, the scripts are memorized, the chords are mastered and the curtain calls are taken.
            And when attempts fail, he is there with the shoulder, the eraser, the net.
            He’d love nothing more than just a little quiet after an endless day at work. But “Daddy, guess what?” trumps his downtime.
            He witnesses, as coach as well as Dad,  as his child reaches down to help a fallen opposing team member from a muddy soccer field rather than scoring that goal, easily within his grasp.  
            Because he’s modeled for his son the score that really matters.
            And no, this is not the All Rainbows and Unicorns All The Time Channel. We, too, have bottomless laundry baskets, short tempers,  volunteer commitments which impose on family time, algebra, science research and Latin grammar that require review. We too, occasionally place pizza orders out of desperation, wondering h-o-w it got to be 6:00 pm. And we show up at the little league field feeling pretty darn together,  to find that we have given our son his uniform from last year for his weekly game. Yeah. Way to go.
              But we pray for patience and for focus on what matters, rather than getting bogged in the mire of what doesn’t.  Alongside the man who keeps his family going.
             Daddy: A word. whispered-with-reverence and full of hope. Daddies are building cathedrals, really. Of both defining moments and  the ordinary, which will weave themselves into the brightest of snapshots in their children’s tapestry of memories.
     

 


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18 comments:

  1. Wow, great great article, a wonderfully written piece Chris. Captures everything I want to say on this subject but I would never have been able to express it the way you do! God bless you, and yes, God bless the "daddies" that make so much possible with their love and support. :)

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    1. Denice~
      You're a doll and I'm honored by your kind words.....

      I've read your writing and yes, you could have! But thank you. Yes, God bless all the Daddies out there who do so much from behind the scenes.

      xoxoxoxo

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  2. Chris,

    What a beautiful tribute to your husband. You both share a very special relationship.

    "Daddies are building cathedrals, really. Of both defining moments and the ordinary, which will weave themselves into the brightest of snapshots in their children’s tapestry of memories." I love those words.

    This is going to be a wonderful month of posts on marriage. Thank you for your reflection!

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    1. Sue,
      I really appreciate your thoughts and kind words....

      I am also looking forward to the month of marriage related posts. I know it will be quite inspirational!

      God bless.
      xoxoxo

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  3. Just beautiful. So grateful that your priorities are centered on God affirming values.
    Blessings,
    Janis www.janiscox.com Author of Tadeo Turtle

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    1. Thank you so much, Janis, for your kindness....
      I am heading over to your blog to 'meet' Tadeo Turtle.

      Be well:)

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  4. This was so encouraging to read! YOu are so very blessed to have such a husband, and he is blessed to wife a wife who notices, appreciates and praises him!

    this post really blessed me today!

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    1. Elizabeth
      Thank you so much...coming from you, whose marriage posts have BLESSED and inspired ME, that is high praise...thanks, friend.

      I appreciate your visit!

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  5. Beautiful post! The Joshua verse was stitched on a cloth on my grandparents wall and now it hangs in my own home. I'm also fortunate to have a husband who "gets" family and wants to make memories. Maybe it's because we had kids later and already had our fun or maybe that's just who we are, but other than a once a month date night everything we do and everywhere we go is family. Sometimes it's tough and sometimes we miss things, but flying by like the speed of a car is right. We can't get this time back. Our time as a couple will come again when there's a little snow on the roof and our kids are making their own way in the world. For now we savor this precious time. Thanks for sharing at All Things Pretty!

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    1. Thanks Kathy, for sharing your thoughts ....

      Interesting perspective....

      I'm so happy to link up at your lovely blog; so thank YOU!

      Take care

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  6. What beautiful words about the amazing husband, father, and man you are married to Chris! I too am proud to say I chose a man who puts his family above all else. There is nothing more meaningful to me than to watch my husband come home from work exhausted but get down in the floor to play with my son anyway. Thanks for reminding me of what I often take for granted!

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    1. Thank you so much, Candace, for stopping by and for your kindness....your words made my day.

      xoxoxoxoox

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  7. This was lovely. So wonderful. I smiled and rested in most of it, seeing my husband in what you were saying. Most times I don't think of all of these positives, and I thank you for the gentle nudge to do so.

    I so appreciate you and your words. ~Jenna

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  8. Aw, thanks Jenna!

    Your visit and kindness made my day....thank you.

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  9. Oh Chris this was so beautiful and so refreshing to read since our world struggles to see the value and necessity of wonderful husbands and fathers! It is obvious from your post that your husband is a treasure to your marriage and a wonderful father to your boys. I love how you post that life is not all "rainbows" either, but despite our human weaknesses your husband and the father of your boys is a gift to be praised and blogged about! This is definitely a Thanksgiving blessing! I often take my dear Anthony for granted and seem to nag where nagging is not needed or appreciated! Your post gave me some things to ponder for sure :) God bless you dear friend and thank you for linking up such a beautiful post for Thankful Thursdays!

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    1. Aw, thanks Tracy...what a lovely response. hey, I too, often take my hubby for granted. In the fast pace of our lives, I think we all do a t some point. :)

      Thanks for visiting, my friend!


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  10. I love this! Beautiful post about your husband as head of the family and father. More! More! Too often in the world our husbands are portrayed as idiots.

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    1. YES! I know, Jenny! I agree...this was not so when our fathers were younger and the heads of the households. It was completely the opposite. On TV and such, I do see what you mean.

      thank you for stopping by, my Friend. i appreciate your visit.

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