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Noisy and Crowded

It’s super late on Sunday night (about 12am) and I just finished watching a show that really hit home with me.


The name of the show is Good Luck Charlie.  It’s a sitcom that plays on the Disney channel.


Yes, I actually watch the Disney channel.  And I don’t know what’s the problem with that.  It’s a pretty good channel which we watch regularly in my home because of the “PG” (parental guidance) rating.  It’s basically kid-friendly programming without the violence, cursing and sexual overtones that permeates most of the programming on TV today.

Disclaimer: not everything on Disney is go great, but I’m talking in generalities here.  Also, we just started watching TV again in our home.  We took a TV break this summer to help us connect more as a family.  (The outcome of that experiment will definitely be the subject of a future post, as the process and result is very interesting.)

However, my son, Josiah, laughed at the fact that I was watching the Disney channel and remarked that he couldn’t believe an adult would be watching such a channel with out any kids present.

Well, I was; and this show, Good Luck Charlie, is a hoot I tell you!  I had such a good belly-laugh watching it (and belly-laughs are underrated).  Honestly, I laughed so loud that I thought I would wake the entire house (because most normal people are sleeping at that time).


Granted, I should have been in the bed sleeping for hours already, but I had just finished prepping for Monday morning: getting school uniforms and lunch ready, printing out labels for everyone’s books and making sure that Autumn Joy had her exhaustive shopping list of school supplies that teachers now require; like 15 glue sticks (that’s a bit excessive wouldn’t you say?), dry erase markers and black board erasers (who exactly is that for?), hand soap, paper towels, etc, etc.

(I jest about the school supplies.  I know that teachers have been paying out of pocket for the shortfall of supplies provided by the dept. of education for years and have to rightfully pass this financial burden along to the parents.  See, I get it.)

When I finished with all of that it was already 11:30pm and I decided to settle down with a snack (bad girl!) and a show.

(What?  Finalizing preparations for the following day at 11:30pm only happens in my home?)

Anyway, back to the show…

The show is named after this little darling whose name is Charlie, of course.


Charlie lives with her mom and dad and has three older siblings: two brothers and a sister. They are a really down to earth, middle-America family that lives in the ‘burbs.  I think mom stays home (but not sure since I’ve only seen one episode), and dad is a blue-collar man through and through and owns his own exterminating business.

This particular episode is about how Charlie’s older sister, Teddy (about 16 yrs old), is bothered and somewhat embarrassed by her family members whom occasionally burp and fart out loud, and have food fights during dinner.  She visits the home of her boyfriend whose life is tranquil and serene as an only child which causes her to lament about her often noisy and somewhat crowded (though lovely) home.


The parallels between Charlie’s home and my home were striking, especially since my own home is often noisy and crowded.  Even though I try to put measures in place as a mom to calm things down and create a tranquil atmosphere for my Hubby and children, it’s still for the most part a loud and bustling place where family members often compete to have their thoughts heard.


Other parallels which were similar would be that their family actually enjoys each other.  By the end of the episode, Teddy was proudly identifying with her “embarrassing” family when her boyfriends parents were mocking them unknowingly.  Eventually, instead of trying to escape to her boyfriend’s home for peace and quiet, her boyfriend asked if they could study at her home because it was “filled with laughter.”

In my life, living in this Little House on the Freeway with one bathroom for 7 people is quite a challenge.  We have less square footage per person than the average family which owns a home.  (I’ve not verified that statement, but I would think it to be true.)  All of our bedrooms are not “official” and more than one of our kids shares a room with a sibling, yet it’s filled with laughter and love and teens who smile at their parents and still hug and touch them affectionately.

It’s definitely not all fun and games, and we certainly have our emotional blow-outs and very tense and heated head-to-head moments, but by God’s grace we are a closely knit family.  And please believe me when I tell you that this is only by the grace of God because we have been quite dysfunctional.  However, because of prayer, the counsel of God’s word, the intervention of Godly family members, our church family, and the presence and intervention of the Holy Spirit, were still standing!

Hallelujah!

(Pardon me, I’m a shouting saint!)

Fact is, the only reason we haven’t crumbled and have defied the odds is because of the working of the Lord in our family’s life.  Please believe me when I humbly submit to you that Jesus has made all the difference in the life of our family. We are a testimony of how God can take something so broken and wretched and turn it into something so lovely.  (Isn’t that just like Him?)

Depending on how you look at it, noisy and crowded may be two unflattering family characteristics, but with the presence of the Lord, it’s not such a bad thing!

From the Scriptures…

Matthew 7:24-27:

Jesus said…“Therefore everyone who hears these words of mine and puts them into practice is like a wise man who built his house on the rock. The rain came down, the streams rose, and the winds blew and beat against that house; yet it did not fall, because it had its foundation on the rock.

But everyone who hears these words of mine and does not put them into practice is like a foolish man who built his house on sand. The rain came down, the streams rose, and the winds blew and beat against that house, and it fell with a great crash.”


Here’s our family life verse:


2 Samuel 18 & 19:

“Who am I, O Sovereign LORD, and what is my family, that you have brought me [us] this far? …Is this your usual way of dealing with man, O Sovereign LORD?”


Comments

  1. Sweetheart, I truly enjoyed your blog today. I will definitely watch this show with you soon. I was kind of sad that you stayed up so late and did not get any sleep. I am surprised the werewolf in you did not come out when you had to get ready for work. Keep up the good work my sweet darling.

    • Hello my darling Hubby. I can’t wait for us to watch it together. Not necessarily because the show has that much value, but because if i actually get to sit down with you to do nothing but watch a funny show for relaxation, it will be a rare and much needed treat.

      I love you my strong, macho, handsome, godly, humble and chocolaty goodness of a man husband.

      (P.S. Please don’t let others know that I mutate into a werewolf on occasion. Only I get to tell your dirty business, not the other way around.) 🙂

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