Sunday, September 14, 2014


This week we came to Peace in our study of the fruits of the Spirit.
We have begun to get in a rhythm for our fruits:
Singing the silly and fun song "If You Want to be a Coconut" to learn our fruits of the spirit.
Learning a verse for each one (singing them if possible) Love---1 John 4: 7-8, Joy----Habakkuk 3:18, and Peace---Mathew 5:9.
Talking about how we cannot manufacture these fruits on our own, but they come from the indwelling of the Holy Spirit.
Reaffirming that Spirit-fruit cannot be defeated by circumstances or trials.
Speaking of examples of each and situations in which we might need them in particular.

With peace, I feel the most inadequate as a teacher. I know that they see right through me because when we get off schedule I get anxious and louder and more demanding.
When I have to repeat commands, instead of peacefully offering grace, I get angry right away.
When my needs aren't met immediately, I despair...
and the list could go on and on.

I can only offer them the definitions they came up with themselves---that peace is being close to God, that peace is the opposite of fighting, and that peace is not feeling anxious.

And this--read somewhere--

That in order to deal with conflict we really on have three choices:

1. Overlook the Offense

2. Talk it Out

3. Seek Help

I could tell them that even adults have to follow these rules--this is certainly not a "kids only" kind of problem, and that the hubby and I use these same tools when we have differences.

And I can give them the words from their daddy's favorite hymn:

  1. When peace, like a river, attendeth my way,
    When sorrows like sea billows roll;
    Whatever my lot, Thou hast taught me to say,
    It is well, it is well with my soul.
    • Refrain:
      It is well with my soul,
      It is well, it is well with my soul.
  2. Though Satan should buffet, though trials should come,
    Let this blest assurance control,
    That Christ hath regarded my helpless estate,
    And hath shed His own blood for my soul.
  3. My sin—oh, the bliss of this glorious thought!—
    My sin, not in part but the whole,
    Is nailed to the cross, and I bear it no more,
    Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, O my soul!
  4. For me, be it Christ, be it Christ hence to live:
    If Jordan above me shall roll,
    No pang shall be mine, for in death as in life
    Thou wilt whisper Thy peace to my soul.
  5. But, Lord, ’tis for Thee, for Thy coming we wait,
    The sky, not the grave, is our goal;
    Oh, trump of the angel! Oh, voice of the Lord!
    Blessed hope, blessed rest of my soul!
  6. And Lord, haste the day when the faith shall be sight,
    The clouds be rolled back as a scroll;
    The trump shall resound, and the Lord shall descend,
    Even so, it is well with my soul. {copied from here}
  7. We have this gift, freely given, from our Father, and may we use it to our fullest! May we be seen as those who do not know our Father as the peaceful ones. The ones who depend on their Father so heavily that we do not worry in the face of trial or pain. Let us be peaceful people!

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