Incredibly Frustrated!!!!

Monday, October 11, 2010

Between the Senior Pastor at my church and a recent comment I just read on Facebook, I am incredibly frustrated by the lack of realistic thinking. Yes, we know that God has given us a promise in Proverbs . . Train up a child in the way he should go and when he is old he will not depart from it. How that plays out I have no idea, what I do know is that God has no grandchildren, and our children our responsible for their choices. Parents living in some idealistic world that if they live a "perfect" Christian life before their children that they will choose God does not make it so. Does it mean that there is a better chance that they will want to have Christ in their life . . Yes . . however, people need to be realistic and see that more and more teens are leaving the church and not returning. In my own family where my children were homeschooled, taught Christian principles from a very young age, not all of them made decisions that were in line with Christ. I think this kind of thinking sets parents up for failure, disappointment, and the feeling of letting themselves down. I know this first hand because I went through these feelings myself. I felt like I did exactly what God wanted me to do with my children and when choices were made I felt like a huge failure, not only to God, but to my children, and myself. I really believe pastors, church leaders, and accountability groups need to be very careful about how they address this, because for some whose children go astray it can be devastating to their faith. I think the biggest thing we can do is to love without reservation, remembering that God loved us first, and He would've died for each one of us if we were the only one. Our kids need to see us with outstretched arms not pointing fingers.

~Snow~

This week, the


Christian Fiction Blog Alliance


is introducing


Snow Day
FaithWords (October 11, 2010)


by


Billy Coffey






ABOUT THE AUTHOR:



When you’re raised in small-town Virginia by a redneck father and a Mennonite mother, certain things become ingrained. And when you marry a small-town girl and have two small-town kids, all you want to do is pass those ingrained things along.



Like believing the best life is one lived in the country enjoying the pleasures it provides—summer nights beneath the stars, rocking chairs on the front porch, deer grazing in the fields. And believing that no matter how iffy life can get sometimes, there are some things that are eternal and unchanging.



But above all else, believing that in everything there is story waiting to be told.



That’s where I come in.



Billy Coffey was raised on stories. The first ones came on the front porches of relatives, tales laced with local charm and deep meaning. Then came the stories from people like Max Lucado and Robert Fulghum, who write with a charm and deep meaning of their own.



Billy lives with his wife and two children in Virginia’s Shenandoah Valley. If you drive by his house, you’ll probably spot him on the front porch. If you do, give him a wave. He’ll wave back.



ABOUT THE BOOK



In this debut novel, Peter is a simple man who lives by a simple truth--a person gains strength by leaning on his constants. To him, those constants are the factory where he works, the family he loves, and the God who sustains him. But when news of job cuts comes against the backdrop of an unexpected snowstorm, his life becomes filled with far more doubts than certainties.



With humor and a gift for storytelling, Billy Coffey brings you along as he spends his snow day encountering family, friends, and strangers of his small Virginia town. All have had their own battles with life's storms. Some have found redemption. Others are still seeking it. But each one offers a piece to the puzzle of why we must sometimes suffer loss, and each one will help Peter find a greater truth--our lives are made beautiful not by our big moments, but our little ones. (2010)



To read an excerpt from Snow Day, go HERE.
 
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