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oh night-waking, divine!

posted Dec 14, 2015, 12:00 PM by Chandler Jo Santiago   [ updated Dec 15, 2015, 8:56 AM ]


Holy moments look different to me now than they did four years ago. Back then, holy appeared to be lots of concentrated time invested in prayer and worship, or  serving in a soup kitchen setting. It looked like clean counters, a clean bathroom, or spending all day categorically organizing something. Holiness meant phone calls to friends to connect for hours, and dropping by someone's house to spend time with them whenever I felt like it. Those things are great!  All of that is needed and that was a season.

Today, holy is all three little ones asleep for nap. I'm feeling my Father in heaven giving a huge "whoop-whoop" with me as I enjoy the quiet with Him, doing NOTHING but sit and soak it in. My mind floats to you, my friends, those of you in the trenches with me doing seemingly mundane tasks and often feeling overlooked. While Daddy God dances over my victorious nap time times three, I can't help but share His stamp of approval He gives to your journey, whether in parenting or another avenue.

Holy today is looking like diaper changes and laundry piles, it's choosing a job that provides for your family.
Holiness in this season is a bunch of unfinished projects in our lives because a small person "interrupted" that task with a plea to read their favorite book one more time.  
Holy is caring for a smaller person, or someone who needs to be taught simple life tasks that seem second nature to us. It may be listening as they speak, whether we truly understand what they're saying or not. These days holiness looks like keeping my children's schedule because they need it more than dropping by a dear friend's house whenever I feel like it. 

Can I be honest? I don't feel holy. It's not an emotion. Most days the laundry seems unending, the chaos of multiple little people in my home seem overwhelming, and I'd just like to spend time randomly at a lovely friend's house I haven't connected with lately or complete my ridiculous list of to-do's that is miles long.

If we quiet our souls (mind, will, emotions) we can HEAR or SEE holy in our spirit. I see a host who ran this race before us nodding us on and hear the Father whispering to us that our choices are sown in eternity.   

"Whatever you do [whatever your task may be], put in your very best effort, as [something done] for the Lord and not for men, knowing [with all certainty] that it is from the Lord [not others] that you will receive the inheritance which is your greatest reward. It is the Lord Jesus whom you actually serve." Colossians 3:23-24 


I'm reminded of the angels who sang "Holy Holy Holy" about the birth of a baby, shepherds who dropped their assignment of watching sheep just so they could see Him, and wise men who gave their best gifts to that little Boy.  There is just something divine about recognizing someone's worth early on, prioritizing so we can spend time looking into their eyes, and giving our best to them while they're small.

Maybe we don't have frankincense, gold, or myrrh to give our little ones, but what can we invest in them today as unto the Lord?

In midst of the chaos of our lives, [whatever season we're in] if we quiet ourselves, He will show us and let us hear what is holy:

The work you do to bless and provide for your family moves God's heart.

You open your home to others and it is hallowed to Him. He sees you.

His mother woke with Him at night, and your night waking with your child is a personal act of worship to Jesus - not unnoticed.

He marks each time you set down your to-do list to acknowledge a weaker or littler person's needs.

He gives grace to the parent who is patiently encouraging their child as they learn to use the potty. He regards this as holy.

If you [like me] feel a little embarrassed over the chaos of your household in a busy season with little ones, look to the God who was born in a stable, He is not shocked by our unwashed dishes or piles of laundry.


Praying right now that YOU can hear Him cheer for you as you parent, as you put in your very best effort. He is honored by the way you love the ones He's given you. 

Jesus is magnified in this season of your life as you pour into the weaker ones around you, whether you feel it or not.  
Investing in the next generation is holy to God, period.


Please, my friends, if you're in a season like this with me:

just

don't 

quit.


The Father sees you.


"God blesses those who don't quit in trying times, they will receive the crown of life that He has promised to those who love Him." 
James 1:12 (my paraphrased version)


With a great deal of love,

 
(right there with you in the trenches of real-life parenthood)




cheers for husband-dadmen

posted Dec 5, 2015, 1:10 PM by Chandler Jo Santiago   [ updated Dec 5, 2015, 2:59 PM ]


how I define heroism has changed because of you 

I once thought heroes fought bad guys and flew 

but in the morning light I see 

a diaper-changing dad in front of me 

it displays heroic effort but in a different way: 

as one who humbly serves his family in small things day by day 

in gentleness and fierce devotion 

in embracing a toddler and all their emotions. 

by carving out time to pray for these, 

taking out our trash, spooning their last bite of peas. 

by waking with the babe and I in the dead of night 

or encouraging small ones to resolve their fights. 

It's bravery to shield the weak and small 

or just hug me as hormones make me bawl. 

your heroic ways are not lost on me 

these simple acts resound in eternity 

by a Father who has been guiding you 

and cheers on the courageous things you do 

it points toward Him and makes me glad 

my children have a servant-hero as their dad. 


the plunge

posted Dec 1, 2014, 11:05 AM by Chandler Jo Santiago   [ updated Dec 1, 2014, 11:05 AM ]

my shallow longing cries to Your depth
this weak desire meets Your jealous fire

Your face has beauty i cannot imagine
Your name is more than a label or signature

put those blazing eyes on me til i feel You
speak in thunder til i can hear You
drip Your oil on my head til i overflow

help me love You
help me want You
help me freefall

freely Your ways are shown
freely Your body torn
so i walk into Your arms
i will not be insecure about Your heart

i choose to contain the Truth
it's You
i plunge into true love
it's fire
it's hot
face first into perfect love
i'll fall.

from the heart

posted Sep 15, 2013, 12:53 PM by Chandler Jo Santiago   [ updated Jan 10, 2014, 6:13 PM ]

I am experimenting with the idea of posting from this site and letting it feed to chandlerjo.blogspot.com
Hoping it will work. First post, for now. 
Looking forward to taking a little time to journal online aka BLOG again.
I'm baAAck!!


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