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My Day On Mute

6 Jun

If you know me, you know that I talk. A lot. Probably more than I should.

But back around 4 days ago, I got a cold. I was fine for 2 days or so, but then yesterday my voice was shot. And today it’s worse. I can’t talk at all. I can barely whisper. And when I do whisper, it hurts a lot.

Interestingly enough, for the last few months I’ve been working as a lifeguard at the pool in the deaf school here in my hometown.

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I’ve just loved it–the kids are amazing and happy, the teachers are great, and it’s really cool learning some ASL while I’m working!

By Wednesday morning, I had spent 24 hours trying to communicate with my parents in broken sign language, neither of them knowing any sign at all, not being able to talk, incredibly disheartened, and just generally cranky because of the whole situation. It is so frustrating to not be able to get a simple point across, like “please pass the corn” or “where is my jacket?” without it becoming a 5 minute game of yes-or-no questions and charades.

This is one of those rare occasions where being competitive actually helped me come out on top. Not being able to talk was a challenge. I wasn’t going to be able to beat it with my parents, but I knew I could win it at work! So I spent approximately 5 hours Tuesday night watching as many ASL 101 videos as I could on youtube. I sat there practicing and practicing, a mirror propped up right behind my computer so I could see if I was doing the signs correctly or not.

I have never been so excited to go to work in my entire life.

I went from being able to say little more than “Hello, my name is Rebecca” and “blue cow” to having full conversations with the staff, hearing or not!

It is such a great feeling to go somewhere and be understood. It’s crazy how ostracized you feel after only 48 hours of not being able to communicate–and I still have my hearing! I can’t imagine what deaf kids have to go through to simply chat with their parents, siblings and friends! It really has given me a whole new respect for the daily struggle they face in a world that is so uneducated in communicating with people with disabilities, and I feel like I’ve had a small taste of the daily struggle they have to overcome this obstacle.

When we’re faced with challenges, we have two options: give up, or overcome. 

I have to admit, usually I just call it quits and give up. But this has opened my eyes to other areas in my own life where I need to start working to overcome rather than give in to the pressure. But what are you being bogged down by? Is there a situation that seems too difficult to get out of? Remember–God always provides a way out. In my case, I know I’m going to be better in 4 days. Maybe your situation won’t just go away. But no matter what, God’s going to give you a way to stand it, and he’ll make sure you have the tools to battle it.

What are some ways you’ve overcome difficult situations?

Becca Danielle

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Mommy and Vivian tummy time! 🥰 Mommy and Vivian tummy time! 🥰
I love babies. And I love my daughter. And I love I love babies. And I love my daughter. And I love that she’s perhaps got the worst baby-patterned baldness that I’ve ever seen 🤣
I love this little one. No asterisk. No caveat. I I love this little one. No asterisk. No caveat. I just love him. 

God uses parental imagery for Himself all the time when he talks about his love for us. 

So why do we feel the need to add asterisks to Gods love?

God loves you…. But you don’t deserve it. 
God loves you… but only because Jesus died for you.
God loves you… but you make him sad and angry.
God loves you… but, but, but. 

Yes, we get it. We are sinners. I’m not arguing against that. 

But can I ask you something? 

Why do you think Gods love needs a caveat? 

What are you afraid will happen if you simply accept his unconditional, all-encompassing love for you? 

What are you afraid will happen if you AREN’T a horrible worm God can’t stand to look at? 

What would happen if instead of being motivated by fear of Gods anger and disappointment we were spurred on to good deeds out of Gods magnificent joyful love for us? 

God loves you. No buts. 

———-
(Also shoutout to @pastor_rob_wiesner who was the first pastor I ever heard say in a sermon that God delights in us and just plain likes us without giving a caveat. It made such a profound impact on me and opened my eyes to how anxious of a faith I have had for so long.)
THIS is what I spend most of my time doing. Clea THIS is what I spend most of my time doing. 

Cleaning my kitchen. 
Breastfeeding my daughter.
Reading to my son.
Folding laundry.
Taking care of my home. 

There are some big-name authors who talk about me as if I’m some big evil mastermind, like there’s some huge conspiracy against them, like they’re somehow the victims when they’re the ones who are propped up by the largest organizations in Evangelicalism today. The ones who have made their living off the backs of women who have been bruised and beaten by their false teachings. 

I hate to break it to them, but it’s not true—I’m not anyone special. I’m just a mom who wants better for her kids. 

I’m just a mom who refuses to allow her son to grow up in a church who sees him as a lustful animal who needs women to keep him honest. 

I’m just a mom who refuses to subject her daughter to soul-destroying teachings that her body is a problem, and her role is to be second to a man. 

I’m just a mom who sees the poison you are pouring into her children’s milk, and is finally standing up. 

I think they have to see us as some big mastermind threat. Like some huge, powerful enemy. 

Because the alternative is way scarier. 

The alternative is that we are just normal women. And we aren’t taking your crap anymore.
She’s got eyes of the bluest skies, as if they t She’s got eyes of the bluest skies, as if they thought of rain. ❤️
My kids are good. Yes the baby cries. Yes she bi My kids are good. 

Yes the baby cries. Yes she bites me every now and then. 

Yes Alex spills his milk when he doesn’t pay attention. Yes he has big emotions when he gets overwhelmed. 

But these are not “badness.” These are necessary parts of learning. My kids aren’t just “good kids”—my kids are an example of goodness. 

They remind me every day that although I’m still learning, I was born with the same goodness my kids have. 

The goodness that drives them towards connection. 

The goodness of the look of joy when they learn something new. 

The goodness in satisfaction and contentment found in everyday needs being met. 

I love getting to see that goodness flourish. I don’t have to break their spirits, “beat the devil out of them,” or see them as dirty rotten sinners. 

My job is to foster that goodness. To rejoice when they run towards love, towards Christ, and not get in their way. 

“Let the little children come to me and do not hinder them, for the kingdom of heaven belongs to such as these.” Matt 19:14
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