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    Post-Conference Reflections of a “Famous” Speaker

    March 25, 2014


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    It’s a Saturday afternoon and I’m standing before an overcrowded room of sleepy moms at nap time. Before I launch into my outline, I give them permission to fall asleep, on the condition they don’t judge me if I slump over the podium in a mid-speech slumber.

    A conference for moms–that paradox of exhaustion and elation over knowing we’re not alone.  

    After my talk they clear the room, except for one mom. She takes a seat on the front row, locks watery-red eyes on mine and snivels, “Where can I get that poem?” There is a desperation in her voice.

    I feel a pang of rebuke. An ache of conviction. It happens every time I share it–they ask and I still have nothing to send home with them. I have been harboring these two fish and five loaves for ten years too long.

    God forgive us who bury our talents. I have not been a good steward of the words I’ve written.

    A prod from Heaven to finally publish Mommy’s in Time Out was one of many gifts I received at Raising Generations Today. Another, more precious gift was a young lady named Kayla Love. I saw her across the banquet hall and something sprang up in my heart–hope, the theme of the conference. I found her after the evening session and within minutes realized this girl who, like my Sarah Hope, has read more classics than I will ever attempt, sits in corners creating characters while others chatter about lighter things, muses and dreams endlessly… this girl was sent by God for my Sarah. 

    I called home and Hubby delivered Kayla’s clone to me like a valiant knight. They met and bonded instantly. And hope flooded me once again.

    Sometimes a mom needs to see her child afresh in the face of another child.

    I spent the most beautiful night and day with my daughter, reveling in who she is, that diamond of a person I too often fail to recognize behind the personality that is so much like my own–given to distraction and whimsy. I will never forget her sleeping next to me in that room away from home. I wished time would freeze. The conference may have been encouraging for others, but for my daughter it was quite possibly a life saver. Any more words would be a pitiful attempt at expressing my gratitude to the team that worked tirelessly to create the RGT conference.

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    When Sarah arrived, I filled her in on the events: “It’s really funny. Some of them think I’m famous!” We laughed. I am as famous as a titmouse.

    The rules of good blogging do not allow space to recount all the ways I was blessed at the conference last weekend. But for those who missed it and are interested, I’ll close with the outline I used for “The Early Years” workshop. I am still in awe at the response, and how God used feeble words to feed hungry souls.

     

     Four Things I am Not, and One Thing I Am

    1. I am not my past

    I am not defined by how I was parented or what was said or done to me growing up. (Traci –Kayla’s mom–said it best during her talk. I love that chicky!)

    2.  I am not an online persona.  

    Instagrams, tweets and Facebook posts are a potential danger that cause us to compare ourselves with other moms and think deadly thoughts, like “What is wrong with me that I can’t do and be all that?” The parts we don’t see in those super-mom personas? Exhaustion, burn-out, stress-induced illness and an endless list of reasons you may not want to be that person everyone else admires.

    3. I am not my work.

    Whether I’m climbing the corporate ladder or bunk-bed ladder, I am not defined by my accomplishments. We have bought the lie that says we are only as good as how much we can get done–on a daily basis, and on the grand scale. Life is about relationship, not achievement.

    4. I am not my behavior.

    I don’t love my child based on her behavior; I love her because she is mine. Is our Heavenly Father any different? Thankfully He doesn’t have to walk away and count to ten when I blow it with my kids.  He loves me because I am His.

    5. I am a well-loved daughter of the King.

    I am a Princess! When I fully internalize this, I will start behaving as such. Behavior springs from identity. I am a new person in Christ. This is the gospel. This is what is making me the mom I need to be.

    (Top image credit: www.ayellowbrickblog.com)

     

    8 thoughts on “Post-Conference Reflections of a “Famous” Speaker

    1. I really enjoyed your talk Faith! A real, spirit filled message that resonated with my heart as a mom…who is sometimes tired of trying to be all of those other things (: Thank you for your stories, and your talk. LOVE your book. And YES, YES! Publish that poem/story “Mommy’s In Time Out”!!!

      1. Faith says:

        You are such an encourager, Lisa! I’m glad we got to catch up at the conference. And I’m glad to call you my friend!

    2. Crystal says:

      How much do I love that you brought your daughter to make friends? That’s amazing! And I have to laugh – my sister kept telling me I was “famous” and I just kept shaking my head 🙂 What a blessing to spend time with you and the other amazing mamas last weekend!

    3. Faith says:

      It was wonderful to meet you too, Crystal. I enjoyed your talk! And yes, that whole “famous” thing cracks me up. I guess if you write a book (or blog) you’re automatically famous. 😉 Thanks for stopping by with your kind words.

      1. Faith Bogdan says:

        It was great meeting you, too, Traci! 🙂

    4. I debated about whether I should go to your workshop that day, considering I have “access” to you through church, Facebook, proximity… But I’m so glad it did; “You are NOT your work” is something I truly needed to hear. And to hear it from someone who has lived it is so so inspiring! Thank you, Faith!

    5. Faith says:

      Aw, thank you Krissy!!! I so appreciate that. It’s something we all need to be reminded of time and time again, until we finally get it. And I can tell you, it IS possible to GET IT! I’ve “got” more of that truth today than I did yesterday and yester-year! Still have my moments of insecurity is this area, but nothing like in the past.

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