“Frozen” Cereal?

15833676258_80c302e68b_z 2Oh wow,  I just heard my dad’s voice, quoting my mother, coming out of my own mouth.  Nooooo!  It cannot be.  (*hanging my head and sighing audibly.)

So I went by the store on my way home the other day.  I was on a simple mission: go in, get a few items (on my list), get out, go home.  As I passed the end-cap of the aisle those mean grocery people had placed a gimmick-cereal there in order to grab the attention of little girls and soft-hearted fathers of little girls; Frozen.

Just to make sure the big softy could not refuse, the cereal was basically just a dumbed down version of Lucky Charms.  It only had two kinds of marshmallows “snow and ice crystals.”  I know…boring colors, right?

Oh yeah, and because Kellogg knows that dads have a hard time denying their daughters happiness, the box is smaller but costs just the same.  Thanks a lot Anna, Elsa, Olaf, Kristoff and Sven.  In my defense it does say, in all capital letters, right across the top of the box “Collector’s Edition”.

So now we’re sitting at the breakfast table with little people eating their Frozen cereal.  They are smiling, fully absorbed in the cartoon images on the box, and bouncing ever so slightly in their seats.  Then it happened.

“Stop eating the marshmallows with your fingers … you are going to eat all of your cereal, not just the colors.”  Aaaaaaahh!  My dad’s voice, my mom’s words, and my own mouth.  The only consolation is that I did not employ the “there are starving children in Africa” line.

Upon recovering from this echo from my childhood, three things quickly cross my mind:

  1. It is not the end of the world if the kids only eat the marshmallows.
  2. I am so thankful for my mom and dad (especially their patience).
  3. As a father I am always influencing my children, always.

“Fathers, do not provoke your children to anger (bad influence), but bring them up in the discipline and instruction of the Lord (good influence).”  Ephesians 6:4

Another Interesting Day

10392395_948072435205005_7364522351814597439_nOn Monday, January 26, at 1:55AM the newest addition to our family officially arrived.  In a moment of incredible joy, the kind that erupts with both tears and giggling, little Noah Charles Mitchell emerged to snuggle in his beautiful mommy’s arms.

I’m actually smiling (and fighting a tear) now.  I can’t help it!  There is nothing that compares with that image etched on my heart.  It’s just…powerful…and I am, thankful.

Upon bring our precious little Noah home we discovered that one of the other children has a runny nose, is coughing, and apparently didn’t mind sharing their germs.  So now three of the children have colds.  Man I wish somebody would have suggested that I invest in Huggies and Puffs twenty years ago!

As I hold Noah in one arm while using the other to type, Jenny is resting and the rest of the kids are just beginning to stir.  From the sounds echoing through our house, it’s going to be another interesting day.

Once again I am keenly aware of just how important my role is as a husband and a dad.  On this pre-dawn early morning there are two Scriptures capturing my attention:

1Peter 3:7 “…husbands, live with your wives in an UNDERSTANDING way, showing HONOR to the woman as the weaker vessel, since they are heirs with you of the grace of life, so that YOUR PRAYERS may not be hindered.” (emphasis added intentionally!)

And Proverbs 20:7  “The righteous [dad] who walks in his integrity—blessed are his children after him!

Do you want God to hear you when you pray?  Love your wife by being understanding and honoring to her.  Do you want your children to be blessed by God?  Seek God through Christ and practice integrity.