Where the Wild Things Are

If you’ve ever met my boys and been around them at some point you’ll know they have this preliminary shyness, and then they slowly but surely let loose (farts and all) their wild side.  It was common to hear mild Raptor noises to colossal Godzilla roaring for no apparent reason. I used to avoid public places that suggested silence and hushed voices because I knew they’d be distruptive with loud outbursts of laughter.  We loved the library but made it short and sweet before the shenanigans started.  Their natural wackiness is closely matched with their loud arguing and regular sibling rivalry.  Whether they got reprimanded or not, their loud silliness and fighting was inevitable.  10+ years later its about the same with maybe a few minor differences🤣:  I can take them to quieter places, the “Quiet Game” no longer works, no more high-pitch “school girl” screaming, raptor noises are now more like T-rex bellowing, and because Jonathan moves a little slower now I can catch him in the act.  They’re still wild to say the least. 

Most everything in my life that’s shiny and glistening has been born of self-discovery, hardship, and refashioned as part of God’s plan. I learned from others but I made A LOT of mistakes, struggled and I discovered many answers and came to truths and realizations that: 

I too am wild in my own ways.  I am and can be stubborn.  I dont like being told what to do.  I don’t like having rules that don’t comply with my ideals. I dont like being trapped. I get grumpy when I haven’t eaten. I furrow my brow out of anger or confusion and bare my teeth in a snarl easily.  I like adventure, traveling and daring death defying acts. I test the limits and run amok.  I like getting my way and I want it NOW.  (If that doesnt sound like a wild animal I don’t know what does?)  Every single one of these mannerisms are a big part of my past or a continual work.  I’m inherently bad, as we all are.  Everyone struggles.  This is why we need Grace.

I can’t pretend to know everything about life and Christianity; parenting Jonathan and Joshua or running a household.  I can’t get away with pretending to look like a sheep when I’m a wolf, we all know what the results of pretending is in the Little Red Riding Hood.  I may look like the perfect Christian, well-put together, polished, bright-eyed, ‘wet behind the ears,’ or ready to take on the world, but I’m still wild at heart and I need continual work.

I now know that:

Wild is Beautiful. It’s our raw and authentic selves out in the open. Exciting, shameless, honest and innocent in many ways.

God loves us in our wildness.  It’s freedom and worry-free living. He never meant for self-struggle and sin to rule our lives.  We were meant to be in the wild.  God strategically placed Adam and Eve in the Garden of Eden.  It wasn’t a building or skyscrapper, but a garden with wild animals, blooming vegetation and luscious fruit; they walked it everyday without clothes and without shame. We were meant for wild adventure, and to live life fearlessly as we stand in the knowledge and peace that a fierce and loving God would move heaven and earth to bring us back to His garden.

The Giggle Hut might be Where the Wild Things are, but we hold our loyalty ONLY to the One true King. My faithfulness will only be for God and my future husband that one day I’ll find.  Until then, I’ll continue to be that wild thing that always got away.  And I’ll continue to nurture the boy’s wild spirit to have a sense of wonderment for life, hope and a heart for Christ.

“Inside all of us is Hope. Inside all of us is Fear. Inside all of us is Adventure. Inside all of us is… A Wild Thing.”    

~The children’s book, Where The Wild Things Are

MURMURS OF THE HEART:

My revelation, thoughts, self-discovery, or insight from that still small voice.

Rebellion. There’s a clear distinction between Wildness and Rebellion. Rebellion is the action or process of resisting authority, control, or convention. It’s deliberate defiance. Even in the wild animal kingdom there is still a natural order. Our Wildlife should still work within boundaries and continue to strive for holiness and not boundless chaos.

Being a Christian doesn’t mean we have to be hidden and perfect. It means we live authentically and honestly broken but with the understanding that God loves us as we are and so much more to not leave us broken.

Halloween 2021


2 thoughts on “Where the Wild Things Are

  1. Good evening Tami, hope everything’s been ok for you and the boys. Love the posts and the pictures, specially the one with the pumpkin 👀
    I can definitely agree with you being a wolf and not a sheep. You being a single mom taking care of the boys, working crazy hours, squeezing out every minute of the day for another appointment or 2.
    The boys are very lucky to have such an amazing mom by their side. If I were to have kids of my own, I would definitely want them to be wild and crazy like Jonathan & Joshua. The world can surely use more of that silliness and awesomeness in it.
    Know that wherever your wild and crazy adventure takes you, you can always turn to me for help, a laugh or just to talk about things that are bothering you. Take care of yourself and your family, y’all rock 👀. I look forward to future posts and seeing how Jonathan’s progress is going.
    Hope you have blessed day

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