Children, Our Future

North Carolina Zoo

            Well, we have survived the weekend!  Let’s see…there were three nights of waking up approximately three times a night to feed or change the infant.  It took approximately 3-to-4 hours to get six ladies and one man dressed and fed before leaving the house in the mornings.  My husband and I strategically planned to “wear the children out” during the day.  We did not understand that we would wear ourselves out in the process and energize them (because they were so excited about the day’s activities).  The Fourth of July Weekend 2010 consisted of one trip to the zoo, two picnics, one church service, one fast food run, one firework show, a lot of playing, feeding, and reading, with limited naps for the children (but not us).  Long story short, I’m pretty tired!

            The children rose early this morning and loaded the car for my husband to drive them back home.  For approximately forty-five minutes (while my daughter continued to sleep), I worked in a quiet house with no children and no noise.  I reflected on the weekend and the value that we place on our children.   

            I pondered that there are some women who are stay-at-home moms, and experience my weekend’s journey on a more permanent (long-term and full-time) basis.  I have the upmost respect for them!  I was also troubled as I thought about the increasing number of women who are forsaking marriage and childbearing to solely pursue professional careers.  Please hear me out before you load up the comment section (which I welcome by-the-way). 

            I have worked for the majority of the time that I have been both, a wife and mother.  I understand those major decisions are not taken lightly and are made for various reasons.  I also understand the various dynamics and challenges associated with being a professional, someone who is active in church ministry, a volunteer, and a woman who is devoted to her family.  I respect the women who walk this journey with me as well.  Because I live the life of wife, mother, and employee, it is not hard to see why some women would desire to delay or even avoid this challenge for which many of us feel unprepared.  Therefore, today’s discussion is not whether women should or should not get married, have children, or work outside of the home. 

            The better question is, “What are our priorities?”  Bottom line: Children cost us.  They have needs.  If you plan to care for them – provide them with food and clothing (regardless of the quality) – that is going to cost you money.  They desire your love, affection, and attention, and honestly meeting those expectations require the sacrifice of your time. 

             I have a very busy week ahead.  I’m departing in the morning to head back to Washington DC for a week.  I have a list of things to do before then, and I’m not even half way through it.  (By the way, chatting with you was on the list.)  Among other things, when I consider the care and attention that my own daughter needs, it would have been very easy for me to not impart into my sister’s children this weekend.  As I reflect, I cannot think of a better way to have spent my time.   

              Children are very important (and even that is an understatement).  We should place high priority on loving, nurturing, educating, and training our children.  They will ultimately reflect what we have become as a people.  In my early years, adults understood and valued the “It Takes a Village to Raise a Child” concept.  As a child, I benefited from the teachers, mentors, neighbors, family members, and friends of the family who loved me and showed it by expressing interest in my upbringing.  Therefore, I encourage you, all of you, to consistently invest in the life of a child (if not yours, then someone else’s).   

Let’s be honest about it, does today’s American society view children as a Blessing or a Burden?

Special Treats: Bringing Up Girls

My husband did a pretty amazing thing on last weekend.  He turned to me and said, “Why don’t you call your sister and tell her that we are coming to get the girls to spend next weekend with us?”  He knows that she has been overwhelmed lately and thought it would be a good idea to give her a break.  I excitedly responded, “Yeah, ok!”  By “the girls,” he is referring to not two or three, but four beautiful girls – a 9 year old, 7 year old, and the last two ranging between the ages of six and twenty one months.  I was very excited, but as the hours began to roll by, I started to think about the magnitude of our decision.

You see the oldest daughter is exactly how my sister used to be at her age.  She is very pretty, and thinks that is a pass to get away with being sneaky.  We have to keep close watch on her.  The seven year old is very quiet and much more reserved.  If I don’t pay attention, I may forget that she is in the room.  She enjoys my daughter’s company.  They will entertain each other, so she will be the easiest to manage. 

I’m quickly learning that the toddler is very assertive.  She knows exactly what she wants and goes after it.  We attended a funeral together a few weeks ago.  After the service, I was so excited because the toddler constantly pulled on my leg and wanted to be held by me.  (My daughter was enjoying all of the special attention that she was receiving, so she didn’t mind.)  I was feeling warm inside because I thought that the toddler and I were officially bonding.  It was not until I put it down to take a picture of my aunts that I discovered her true motivation.  She was not bonding with me; she was after my cake!  I turned around from enjoying the snapshots and there she stood with my empty plate, her greasy fingers, and the evidence around her mouth.  She owes me; she owes me big time!

The Evidence!

Then there was the scare of having an infant in our home again.  I wondered, “Does she sleep through the night?”  I thought to myself, “I’ll take duty until midnight, and then stick her in the bed with the nine year old.”  Ok. Ok.  I’ll pass her off to the hubby.  (Smile)  Now that’s better.  Remember, this was his idea in the first place.

It is the Fourth of July weekend and the Robinson household is going from one to five girls.  Of course my little lady is going to love spending this quality time with her cousins, and I am going to love watching them all.  If I survive, I’ll meet you back here on Sunday afternoon.  Don’t forget to pick up the book, “She did what she could” for Tuesdays chat. 

What are you doing over this long weekend?

Reintroducing Jesus

It’s the first of the month, and that’s when we focus on the character and work of Jesus.


If you had a chance to read the “About Me” section, you know that I enjoy the art of expression.  I also enjoy hearing poetry spoken into my ears.  Therefore, I was refreshed when a dear friend introduced me to Blair Wingo, the official poet for the “Passion for Christ Movement,” through a YouTube video. 


Blair is a spoken word poet.  I guess spoken word finds its foundation somewhere between poetry and rap.  What I love about spoken word poets is that they are often social activists.  They see problems in the world.  They are honest about their causes.  They offer solutions.  They command you to respond, and if you don’t – they will call you out.  The bottom line is that spoken word poets are normally non-passive people; they are very passionate about their messages.


Miss Blair is passionate about Jesus Christ.  As I reflect on today’s post, I think about those who profess to know him, and our earnest need to labor among those who do not yet know him.

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