Tammy on Tuesday ~ Sneaky Packaging

There is nothing new under the sun. Ecc 1:9b 

Nobody likes to be duped.

That’s why I paid special attention to an article I found in the latest copy of Consumer Reports.  The title that caught my eye was Sneaky Packaging.

Recently, Mark and I signed up for a class called Financial Peace and one of the principles we learned is to make every dollar count – assign each dollar to a purpose.  That way, you don’t waste your money.  Well, as you can imagine, it’s changed the way I shop.  I pay attention to unit prices and sales.  I look for coupons.  It’s really become a game of sorts for me to make the most of each dollar.  It’s empowering!  I honestly didn’t expect to feel empowered by learning principles of savings and debt reduction.  I expected to feel extremely restricted.  To my surprise, I’ve enjoyed every minute.

However, as I’ve learned the truth about consumerism, I’ve seen the err of my ways in many different areas.  Here’s an example.

I admit it…I’ve always been a sucker for “new and improved”.  It might be my interest in graphic design that causes me to reach for the item with the new packaging.  But whenever a company decides to repackage a product that I normally buy, I’m usually intrigued and snatch it up.  Maybe it’s the pretty colors on the label or the font usage.  Whatever the case, new packaging is always appealing to me.  Or, it was until I learned a little lesson from Consumer Reports.

The article was called Sneaky Packaging.  I learned so much about how companies are allowed, under the guidelines of the Food and Drug Administration, to make very loose claims about what their products do, simply by adding the word “MAY” to the front of the phrase. “May help reduce the risk of Heart Disease.” They can make that claim because their product may or may not do what it claims.   It’s not particularly an outright lie.

Before reading this article, I would have found myself asking, “Why wouldn’t these claims be true?  Certainly they wouldn’t put it on the box without there being some type of research to back it up.”  My general thought from the bright colored packaging is “They’ve improved this item for me, the buyer!  They are trying to help me out.”  Without much thought at all…I was allowing myself to be duped.

Another trick companies may often use is to color a produce bag (such as a bag of carrots) to the color of the carrot so that it’s more appealing – a nice bright orange – making the carrots look almost flawless until you open the bag.

Some items, you may have always bought in an 8 count box…are all of the sudden a 6 count box.  Bags of sugar have been downsized.

One trick I found very interesting was that companies will indent the bottom of jars in order to cut down on the amount in the jar.  Each consumer will only lose perhaps an ounce or two when they buy but the companies makes millions.  What you can guarantee is that the jar will never say, “One less ounce – same great price!” 

Now, you can bet, I am watching products closely and looking for the deceptive marketing that leaves me wanting.  Since I read the article, I find myself picking up all kinds of jars (peanut butter, mayonnaise, etc.) at the grocery store to see if I’m being cheated.  I pay attention to how many come in the box.  I read the fine print.

It’s amazing what a little truth can do for one’s outlook.  And the truth is – deceptive marketing is big business!

So how do I apply this to my heart and my life?

During our women’s bible study discussion Sunday night, we were talking about how nothing is new under the sun.  God’s Word tells us that.  Beware of the “New and Improved”.

I see in my own life that when the sin I seem to struggle with over and over no longer carries an appeal – no longer catches my eye,  Satan packages up that sin to make it once again appealing.  Same old sin, new angle.  Maybe you’ve felt that you beat the sin that trips you up until that new packaging came around and you found yourself sucked back in.  Each time you buy into it you feel even more cheated and foolish for believing it was all it claimed to be.

Being duped in the grocery store is one thing.  Being duped in life is another, especially when it steals your joy and victory!  How do I safeguard against it?

KNOW THE TRUTH.  And you will know the truth, and the truth will set you free.”  John 8:32   It’s really that simple.

I don’t want to fall for the lies that Satan sets before me with their pretty packaging and fancy letters.  Sin will always be sin.  It will always lead to death. 

The thief’s purpose is to steal and kill and destroy. My (God’s) purpose is to give them a rich and satisfying life.  John 10:10

As I seek truth in my life, I’m able to pass by the fancy packaging that once enticed me.  I am able to see the deception that used to so easily draw me in .  It’s empowering!

Are you being duped?  You can have confidence and strength to resist the temptation to succumb to sin no matter how pretty the packaging may be.  Just ask God to show you truth.  Go to God’s Word and find your answers there.  The truth remains.  There’s nothing new under the sun.

If you need wisdom, ask our generous God, and he will give it to you. He will not rebuke you for asking.  James 1:5

And, if you ever happen to see me out at the grocery store staring at the bottom of a peanut butter jar, I haven’t lost my mind.  I’m just tired of being duped!

 

 

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Tammy On Tuesday – Nesting

Those of you who are friends with me on Facebook have watched over the past few weeks as a nest of bluebirds have been making their way into the world.  We have several bird houses in our back yard and not long ago I noticed that the eggs in one of them had hatched.

Mark and I have been “bird watchers” for several years now.  Something that I thought would be an enjoyable, tranquil pastime has been nothing but!  You see, when a nest of eggs is laid and the baby birds hatch, many of them don’t make it out of the nest.  That was news to me.  But there are many predators on the prowl.  Sparrows have been called “natures bullies” in the bird world.  They will find a nest and destroy the eggs or kill the baby birds and push them out of the nest.  It’s absolutely terrible!

In years past it seemed we couldn’t keep a nest of birds to the time of fledging. I’d come home from being out and head to the backyard to find a terrible sight.  So, if you’re thinking bird watching might be the answer for your high blood pressure…think again!  Still, watching the birds is fascinating and enjoyable to me.

The key is that it is ABSOLUTELY critical for the bird to build their nest in the right place.  The bird houses have provided safety for the most part, but the nests built in the trees are often open targets for danger.  Where a bird builds it’s nest very often determines whether the baby birds will live or die.

What is so amazing to me, is the role of the parents.  These birds spend days, perhaps weeks, building their nest.  Back and forth to the birdhouse they fly with twigs, feathers, and all kinds of things just to make a soft place to lay their eggs.  Then they wait for their little ones to arrive.  Once the very first egg hatches, the mother bird will go in and remove the shell and the baby bird almost immediately chirps for food.  Then progressively each of the eggs begin to move and crack as the others make their way into the world. They chirp out what seems like a continuous cry, “FEED ME”.

That’s what amazes me about the parents.  They fly for food continuously.  They bring it back and head back out for more.  When a predator or presumed threat nears the nest, the parents will swoop down to protect their young.  It’s just amazing.  They work SO HARD and so selflessly.  Watching them provides a great life lesson.

 

It’s a lesson that ties in very well with a passage of scripture from God’s Word.  Matthew 7:24-28 says,

Building on a Solid Foundation

 “Anyone who listens to my teaching and follows it is wise, like a person who builds a house on solid rock. Though the rain comes in torrents and the flood waters rise and the winds beat against that house, it won’t collapse because it is built on bedrock. But anyone who hears my teaching and doesn’t obey it is foolish, like a person who builds a house on sand. When the rains and floods come and the winds beat against that house, it will collapse with a mighty crash.”

Like these birds, we all build a house.  On the heals of Mother’s Day,  I consider how I work so hard to make a safe place for our children.  I do my best to provide food and shelter.  I want my family to feel that our home is a haven in a sometimes cruel and difficult world.  It’s so important to me that they know I am here to love and care for them.  I’m like most moms in that way.   You probably feel just like me.

But what I learn from the passage in Matthew is that where I build my home is what’s most important.  Why?  Because the rain and flood waters are going to come and the wind is going to beat upon the house.  But if I build it on the Rock (Jesus Christ), it will not fall.  The opposite is also true.  If I build my house on shifting sand (anything other than Christ) it will collapse with a mighty crash.

Mothering my children has offered me many lessons in self-sacrifice and working hard.  But what I’ve realized most of all is that I want my home to be built upon the Rock.  I want to point my children to Jesus every day of their lives.   With that being said, I want to leave you with an inspiring story I find very fitting for today’s post.

A Mother’s Walk

The young mother set her foot on the path of life.  Is the way long, she asked?  Her guide said, “Yes, and the way is hard and you will be old before you reach the end of it, but the end will be better than the beginning.  But the young mother was happy and she would not believe that anything could be better than these years.

So, she played with her children and gathered flowers for them along the way and bathed with them in the clear streams.  And the sun shone on them and life was good and the young mother cried, “Nothing will ever be lovelier than this.”

And then the night and storms came and the path was dark and the children shook with fear and cold and the mother drew them close and covered them with her mantle. And the children said, “Oh mother, we are not afraid  for you are near and no harm can come.”

And the mother said, “This is better than the brightness of day, for I have taught my children courage.”

And the morning came and there was a hill ahead and the children climbed and grew weary and the mother was weary.  But at all times she said to the children, “A Little patience and we’ll be there.”  So the Children climbed and when they reached the top they said, “We could not have done it without you, mother.” And the Mother when she lay down that night looked up at the stars and said, “this is a better day than the last for my children have learned strength in the face of hardness.  Yesterday, I gave them courage, today I have given them strength.”

“And the next day came strange clouds which darkened the earth, clouds of war and hate and evil.  And the children groped and stumbled and the mother said, “Look, lift up your eyes to the Light.”  And the children looked and saw above the clouds an everlasting glory and it guided them and brought them beyond the darkness.  And that night the mother talked of Jesus and said, “This is the best day of all, for I have shown my children GOD.”

And the Days went on and the weeks and months and the years.  And the mother grew old and she was little and bent.  But the children were tall and strong and walked with faith and courage.  And when the way was rough they lifted her for she was as light as a feather.

And at last they came to a hill and beyond the hill they could see a shining road and golden gates flung wide.  And the mother said, “I have reached the end of my journey and now I know that the end is better than the beginning for my children can walk alone for they walk with God.” And the Children said, “You will always walk with us, mother, even when you have gone through the gates to the Savior.”  And they stood and watched her as she went on alone and the gates closed behind her.  And they said, “We cannot see her but she is still with us, a mother like ours is more than a memory, she is a living presence.”

Author ~ Temple Bailey

May 14, 2013 - 9:39 am

George W. Tuten III - Tammy, – I really enjoyed your post today and seeing what God is showing you through this unique experience – and I enjoyed the story at the end as well! Parenting is hard work indeed but you and Mark are doing a great job. I, too, have learned to appreciate the Ecclesiastes 7:8 principle. Be strong and faithful in the Lord and it really will keep getting better and better in amazing ways…and take care of those birds! ;)

May 14, 2013 - 10:16 am

Nana - How beautiful! Motherhood is NOT for cowards…but those courageous enough to surrender her children to Christ….Always believing…”He’s got this!” No matter what! So enjoyed the birdies!

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Tammy On Tuesday – An Uncluttered Heart

When Mark and I moved into our home 7 years ago, we decided to have a small craft/sewing room built off of my bedroom.  Over the years, it’s interesting to see what has accumulated there:  a gift bag of Christmas receipts from 2011, flower bulbs (this is a mystery to me), torn clothes in need of a patch or repair, all of my jewelry, tons of fabric remnants, empty boxes, old costumes, broken toys, unfinished kids crafts, my scarves, pillow stuffing, small tools from the garage. Believe it or not, I found some baby items I never used when the kids were born. I could go on and on. There were a ton of things piling up in the room that just didn’t belong there.  The room that had once been very functional and full of creative life had become an impractical storage room of riffraff.

Needless to say, over the past several months, as I’ve plopped into bed, I’ve looked over at my sewing room and felt the clutter really getting to me.  I kept thinking to myself, “One of these days, I have gotta get that room cleaned up and get rid of all the mess!”    It’s been easy to keep pushing the job off because it’s a place most people never see The clutter really only bothers me and probably Mark at times.

Yesterday, I decided I would tackle the job.  During the process, I removed 3 whole bags of garbage and found a ton of useful things under the clutter that I’d forgotten I had.  With VBS coming up I was excited to find all kinds of materials and items I could use for the skit costumes.  I went through my boxes of jewelry and organized a system where I can see what I have instead of picking up the same earrings and necklace every day and putting them on.  I found some real treasures in my jewelry box that I hadn’t worn in a very long while.

So maybe there’s someone asking, “What made you cave and finally tackle that room?” In case you were wondering…it was my cluttered heart.  I started my day yesterday as usual.  I came down stairs to my place on the couch, spent some quiet time with God – reading my Bible and praying.  But I’ve been struggling.  I would say it’s been almost a week now.  I’ve felt burdened down and overwhelmed with too many thoughts and emotions.  Normally, some time in God’s Word and prayer help me to regain perspective and let my anxieties go.  But over the past couple of days, I haven’t been able to shake this heavy feeling of anxiety and depression.  Examining my heart yesterday morning was a lot like looking around the sewing room.  I didn’t know where to begin to unclutter all that concerned me and find some peace and clarity.

After my quiet time, I decided I needed to get moving.  It seemed like a project would be a good way to get my mind off the nagging heaviness in my heart.  As I spent time cleaning up my sewing room, I was able to think and pray.  And while I did, God brought a lot of truths to my mind.

Psalm 139: 23-24
23 Search me, O God, and know my heart;
    test me and know my anxious thoughts.
24 Point out anything in me that offends you,
    and lead me along the path of everlasting life.

Psalm 51:10
Create in me a clean heart, O God; and renew a right spirit within me.

These verses became prayers.  I so wanted the relief of a peaceful heart and mind.

With God’s help, while I cleaned the sewing room, I was at the same time, cleaning up my heart.  He revealed unnecessary worries, bad attitudes, unforgiveness, pride and other feelings cluttering my heart and keeping me from enjoying feelings of peace and joy.  But it wasn’t enough to acknowledge them, I needed to remove them. I had to make the choice of removing thoughts from my mind that didn’t belong.

Bringing every thought into captivity to the obedience of Christ.     2 Corinthians 10:5b

As the day went on, the room took on new purpose and my heart began to feel lighter too.  I confessed thoughts that grieved The Lord and burdened me down.  I prayed and surrendered anything that was worrying me over to God and I began to feel those burdens lift as well.

Something I realized along the way was that, like my sewing room, a lot of what was cluttering my heart was not purposefully put there.  So many things in my sewing room were dropped there “temporarily” or “thoughtlessly”.  It’s the same with my heart.  Much of what needed to go were feelings that hadn’t really been examined or considered.  They were just added to the pile.

I became intentional. With the clutter removed, I began to see there were treasures laying underneath all along.  I found so many things in my sewing room that I’d put there for safe keeping.  Finding them again was like opening a new gift.


It’s the same with my heart.  Maybe you’re feeling as though there’s nothing within your heart but a big cluttered mess. Nothing of value, only troubles.  With God’s help, I’ve been able to see once again that the clutter was hiding treasures I’d simply been unable to enjoy because I’d forgotten they are there.  Maybe you need to become intentional.  Clear out the clutter.  Become purposeful with the things that fill your heart.  It’s been a great reminder for me.

Philippians 4:8 says, 8 Finally, brethren, whatsoever things are true, whatsoever things are honest, whatsoever things are just, whatsoever things are pure, whatsoever things are lovely, whatsoever things are of good report; if there be any virtue, and if there be any praise, think on these things.

Today, my prayer is that you’ll be able to find purpose and perhaps let go of some unnecessary junk…after all, an uncluttered sewing room is great but there’s nothing like an uncluttered heart!

Guard your heart above all else, for it determines the course of your life.  Prov 4:23

May 7, 2013 - 9:59 am

Stefanie - Needed that today! Thanks :)

May 7, 2013 - 10:00 am

Susan - Tammy – Awesome thoughts. I did the same thing this weekend with my heart and closet. You have an amazing gift of sharing.

May 7, 2013 - 10:18 am

Katie sword - No truer words have been spoken! You have inspired me to purge all things unnecessary! Thanks Tammy.
Now lets start a Lifehouse sewing club!

May 7, 2013 - 11:09 am

Lisa - Whoa…just reading about that room, gave me anxiety!:)That was such a great devo, thank you!

May 17, 2013 - 11:05 am

Katie Lee - …..and off I go to organize my closet….lol. Thx for inspiration, honesty, and encouragement!

May 17, 2013 - 11:05 am

Katie Lee - …..and off I go to organize my closet….lol. Thx for inspiration, honesty, and encouragement!

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Tammy On Tuesday – The Forecast Calls for Rain

(Originally posted May 1, 2012)

The forecast for the next three days calls for rain.  Reminds me of a recent “teachable moment” I was blessed to experience.

On Saturday night just a week ago, I settled into bed early.  Sundays are always big for our family and I’ve come to realize a good night’s rest is imperative.  The kids had their baths and the house was quiet.  Mark was down in his chair preparing for Sunday’s message.

Just before I turned out the light, a storm blew in and thunder began to roll.  At that moment, I saw Hudson, our 10 year old, in our doorway.   He asked if he could lay in our bed until dad came up.  He’s at an age where it’s not necessarily cool to say he felt apprehensive about the storm so instead of probing, I told him to jump in.

The wind really picked up and the lightning filled our room with a blue glow.  Every time the thunder pealed, Hudson would inch closer to me. He was clearly shaken by the intensity of the weather beating at our window as if it were demanding to come in.

After a few minutes of listening to the storm, Hudson said to me, “Mom, I don’t really like rain.”

Taking my cue and realizing this is one of those times where a wise parental comment should be given, I said, “Well, Bud, we need a little rain every now and then.”

My response seemed to satisfy Hudson.  Maybe it was the confidence in my voice.  In it, he could hear that I was not alarmed by the wind, the lightning, the thunder.   Before I could blink, he was already sleeping there at my side.  I listened as his breathing slowed and he fell into a deep, deep sleep.  Then I was left with my thoughts and the rain on my windows.

           It’s true, you know…what I told Hudson.  We do need a little rain every now and then.

Rain leads to green pastures.  Drought leads to barrenness and fallow ground.  
Nothing grows where there is no rain!

How many times have I said to God, “I don’t like the rain!  I don’t like what is pouring down on my life right now!”  I have heard God’s response to my heart…”You need a little rain every now and then.”  As I considered this truth, I thought about this simple illustration God used to speak to me about His protection and infinite wisdom in the storm.

My thoughts turned in my head:

When the storm began, Hudson came looking for me for comfort and safety and as the storm grew stronger, he inched closer to me.  Isn’t it the same with God?  I often don’t seek God until the rain begins to fall…and when the storms rage, I then draw closer and closer to Him…

As that thought left me, another took it’s place. I began to wonder about all of the times in his life Hudson may have been scared and chose to stay in his bed instead of coming to me for comfort?  The thought of it pained me.

I love him so much!  Certainly Hudson must know he can ALWAYS come to me!  I would never want him to spend one moment feeling alone and gripped with fear!…Not when I’m right here to comfort him.

The fact is, Hudson was faced with a choice:  Staying in his bed, he would have been frozen – hiding under his blankets.  Or, coming to me, he would find safety and comfort.  I’m glad he chose to come.  And I can tell he is too!  It is evident as I watch him now sleep peacefully.

The storm didn’t stop but that didn’t matter to Hudson. When I draw close to God in the storm, I will always be in His safe keeping, even if He chooses not to stop the rain.  After all, He commands the winds and rain to obey.  (Matthew 8:27  The disciples were amazed. “Who is this man?” they asked. “Even the winds and waves obey him!”)

When I told Hudson not to be afraid, he trusted what I said to him and rested in my words.  Do I trust God like that?

As God protects me in the storm, my faith in Him grows.  I realize I do not need to rely on my own strength.  I do not need to cower in fear.  I simply need to inch closer to Him.  With God at my side, I no longer need to fret and worry about the storm. I can rest in knowing He is with me.

I have to be honest, I’ve come to realize in a big way that the rain will come. I also know that I can run to God when the storm hits.  This moment with my son helped me to understand the perfect example of what my response to God should always be and why.  His love and power are greater than the storm!

Maybe you can take a cue from Hudson…He’s a simple picture of what the Bible says in Psalm 4:8  In peace I will lie down and sleep, for you alone, O LORD, will keep me safe.

Take comfort in knowing that you can run to God for protection in the storm you find yourself in right now.
I want to leave you with the lyrics to a song my mom used to sing to me as a child when I was afraid:  (It’s an old hymn by Mildred Leightner Dillon)

Safe am I, Safe am I,

In the hollow of His hand;

Sheltered o’er, sheltered o’er

With His love forever more

No ill can harm me, No foe alarm me,

For He keeps both day and night,

Safe am I, safe am I,

In the hollow of His hand.

Today, as the rain falls outside, I hope you’ll remember to rest in God’s sufficiency and His desire to keep you safe.

April 30, 2013 - 10:38 am

Stefanie - Love iit, thanks Tammy. :)

April 30, 2013 - 11:20 am

carol - This is so true…a lesson I’ve learned more than once.So thankful to God when I finally get over myself and turn to Him, He is there waiting patiently with arms wide open.Thanks for a sweet reminder of His unfailing love.

April 30, 2013 - 11:21 am

Kim DeGraff - Thanks, Tammy! Beautifully written!

April 30, 2013 - 11:24 am

Stephanie - Just what I needed this morning Tammy!

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Waiting for Jude | Delaware Maternity& Family Photography

Rob & Stephanie and their girls are patiently (or not so patiently) waiting for the arrival of the newest member of their family, Jude.  He is due to arrive mid July but everyone wonders if he will make his entrance into the world a little earlier!  This little boy is already so loved.  The time is going by very quickly and they wanted to capture this part of the journey before it passes. Last Thursday was such a beautiful Spring night so we set out for a family, maternity shoot.  They look forward to the day when they can share the images of the little man Jude himself!

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