Being the Bojo Nanny: Week 1

So this week was far from uneventful. Unfortunately, we have been having to deal with Claire having stomach issues. My poor sister has had to deal with more poop and throw up (sorry to be graphic) in the last two weeks than I ever hope to deal with in a lifetime. But seriously, it has been really scary. The poor kid has had this stomach bug for over two weeks, and we are really hoping it will be resolved soon. She has already lost weight, and if she loses anymore, she will have to be hospitalized.

On to a more hilarious note, there was a moment when I thought Tucker was going to die. And I would be the one responsible......But don't worry folks, this story has a happy ending. Jenny homeschools MK, and because Tucker is "The Destroyer," it is very difficult for Jenny to school while Tuck pulls books off the shelves, knocks over toys, shreds paper etc. So I volunteered to take Tucker on a walk with me during school times to get him out of the house. It works out well because Tuck loves it, I get a seriously kick-butt work-out, and Jenny gets to school MK free of Tucker mishaps. Win-win.

Well, me and Tuck suite up for our walk and go outside into the garage. Normally, I push him in the jogging stroller, but today I thought, "I am gonna be super aunt and push him in his car." This "car" that I am talking about is a small plastic convertible big enough for a toddler that has a tall handle that sticks up out of the back of it, making it easy for an adult to push. So I place Tucker in his beloved car, buckle him (Praise the LORD!), and we set off on our walk.

Now, it is important to note that Jenny and Brian live in the hilliest neighborhood. These hills are ginormously HUGE. I hoofed it through our walk and was feeling ready to die from exhaustion. We started to head down the GIANT hill on the way back to the house when the worst happened. The handle that connected my hand to Tucker's car completely popped off. It took me a second to register what I held in my hand, but once I did, I lunged after the now- rolling- too- fast- down- the- hill car and missed by a inch. I gazed in horror as Tucker's car gained speed down the hill. I ran after him, but knew there was no way I was going to reach him in time. I screamed out to the only one I knew could help me. "Lord, help!" I screamed. As soon as I yelled out, Tucker's car flew up into a driveway, hit some bushes, then flipped over the curb. Poor thing didn't know what hit him. You should have seen the look on his face. He looked at me with tears running down his cheeks like, "what the heck just happened to me?!" Fortunately, he was totally fine and just a minute after me picking him up and comforting him, said his favorite word, "car?" "Yes, buddy, you just went on the ride of a lifetime in your car." Good things kids his age forget things really fast :)

So lately I have been studying Leviticus. When I first started the study, I was pretty un-excited about it. Everything I had previously read in Leviticus was either boring or to be honest, rather vulgar. However, the Lord has been teaching me a lot about the Old Testament and its use in my life. Growing up, I was more or less taught that Old Testament stories were used to teach me morals: I should obey God because Adam and Eve didn't, the Ten Commandments were a good standard to live by, I should have the same faith that Daniel had in the Lion's Den. However, and praise the Father for this, I have begun to really understand and grasp the beauty of the Old Testament being woven together for one purpose: to point to the promised one, Jesus Christ. Now when I read the story of Adam and Eve, I am reminded of the fall and what that means for me and the rest of mankind (Eph. 2:1-3). But then it also reminds me of the redemptive plan that God set into action before time began through Christ (Eph. 2:4-7). And when I look at the Ten Commandments, instead of seeing them as guidelines on which to base my life, I see them as a mirror (thank you Sky Pratt) to show me my depraved state. The law has no power to save; only the power to expose. And when a person comes face to face with his/her deadness, that is when the gospel ("good news" because it really is!) shines through. God is so good.

But anyway, back to Leviticus. What is so cool about Leviticus is that it points to Christ. As I am reading about all the different offerings, I am reminded that Christ fulfilled the law and was THE ultimate sacrifice on our behalf. And what is neat is that the sacrifices in Leviticus were a pleasant aroma to God when they were offered with a humble heart. Leviticus 1:9 says, "and the priest shall burn all of it on the alter as a burnt offering, a food offering with a pleasing aroma to the Lord." Now on to the New Testament. Ephesians 5:2 says, "and live a life of love, just as Christ loved us and gave himself up for us as a fragrant offering and sacrifice to God." Like I said, Christ was the ultimate sacrifice to God on our behalf, and just as the sacrifices in the OT were a pleasing aroma to the Father, so the Son's substitutionary death on the cross was the most pleasant aroma to Him. So neat!

And now, because of all of that, we, as believers, are to live a life of love; a life of love to God as well as to others. Our lives, just as Christ's was, are to be a pleasing aroma to the Lord. Romans 12:1 says, "Therefore, I urge you, brothers, in view of God's mercy, to offer your bodies as living sacrifices, holy and pleasing to God--this is your spiritual act of worship." We were created in Christ Jesus to live holy lives full of good works (Eph. 2:10). And when we live those lives of good works (works that are done out of love for the Lord and for His glory), we produce a pleasant aroma to the Father.

So humbling that He loves us and uses us!

Madelyn