You May Have to Adjust Your Life

7 01 2010

I learned this lesson the hard way. If you and I are to lead our families along the path of legacy milestones at Kingsland we might have to adjust our lives. Angela and I have three daughters, Hailey, Madelyn, and Eden. It is our responsibility to love the Lord our God with all of our heart and with all of our soul and with all of our strength in front of them each day. It is our responsibility to keep the words of God on our heart. It is our responsibility to impress the words of God on our children. We must talk about the words of God as we sit and home and when we drive places or as we walk somewhere together. It is our privilege to teach them the commands of the Lord when they get up in the morning and when they lie down at night according to Deuteronomy 6:4-9.

Early in my ministry I found myself serving as a student pastor in a local congregation struggling to make a difference for Christ in its community. For a variety of reasons the church began to decline in attendance. Young families left the church in search of dynamic children’s ministries and student ministries to scratch spiritual itches that our church did not succeed in alleviating. I was hurt and frustrated. Looking back I am embarrassed to say that in my soul I believed I could work harder to make the church succeed. For the sake of the call on my life to minister in a local church, I put all other priorities on hold thinking that God wanted me to work harder to make the church a better place.

A couple of years went by. I worked harder and longer, but the church continued its decline. Those two years were both damaging and catalytic all at once. Almost every night I would come home, eat a quick dinner that my wife had prepared, kiss the baby, and head back to church for some sort of meeting. I would come home exhausted. Angela would already have our daughter in bed and we would sit down on the couch to talk. I would spend the next hour before bed, griping about the church I worked so hard to help. This was our family routine for two years.

One night I came home late again after an exhilarating church council meeting discussing weighty issues such as the leaking dishwasher in the church kitchen and the need to pressure wash the molding brick facade. My wife and I began to talk about church once again. This time the conversation went a completely different direction.

As I babbled about my frustrations related to church, I remember hearing these words: “You are losing us.” I began to listen. My wife told me she felt like a single mom. The man she married was now married to the church. My daughter’s father cared more about shepherding other people than teaching her Bible stories at night before she went to bed. Angela in her patience had waited two years hoping I would figure this out on my own. Now, led by the Holy Spirit, she told me the truth about me. She asked for change. I was devastated.

Today I am so glad Angela had the courage to share honestly with me that night. That one conversation jolted me to the core. I reconnected with the truth of Scripture and God’s priorities for my life. This meant life change for me. I sought the Lord and He showed me Deuteronomy 6:4-9. I began to well up with passion for my wife and children. I soon saw discipleship as beginning in my home, not the church. I begged God in prayer for a fresh start. God orchestrated a career move to allow me the balance I needed to be a Christ-follower, a husband, a father, and then a pastor. That’s when I came to Kingsland.

One night soon after we moved my daughter Hailey, four years old at the time, looked up from her plate and asked, “Dad what are you doing home for dinner?” With a tear in my eye I promised her I would be home for dinner most nights from that point forward. Now, dinner, regular faith talks, milestone celebrations, and God moments along the way characterize our family life because of prioritized time and a plan to equip our daughters to become Christ-followers. Out of the overflow of my family comes the heart of my ministry. I authentically expect our church to pursue spiritual formation at home because of the foundation of Scripture and the real experience of my own family.

You may have to adjust your life in order to lead your family spiritually. I know I did and often still do. For more information on leading your children spiritually and how Kingsland will equip you along the way visit us at www.legacymilestones.com. For an ongoing conversation about equipping the next generation growing up under your roof visit www.legacyblog.org.





Letters to My Daughters at Christmas

23 12 2009

Several years ago we began a Christmas tradition in our family. Believing that children are wired for the blessing of their father, I began to write letters of blessing to my children at Christmas. Each of my daughters has a journal that is slowly filling with my Christmas letters to them. On Christmas morning we sit by the fire place and I read each letter aloud. I always cry and my daughters always hug and kiss me and tell me the love me. I dream of a day, Lord willing a long time from now, when I am with Jesus and my daughters, thinking of me on Christmas morning, open their journals and read of their daddy’s love for them. I pray they will always know they received their father’s blessing and as a result are always able to receive God as a good and loving Father. Every gift we give on Christmas morning will fade except this one. I pray that you will find ways unique to your family to bless your children, not with stuff, but with words that will not fade. Here are my letters to my daughters this year.

To Hailey Grace Haynes on Christmas day 2009

My sweet Hailey,

You are ten years old this Christmas. I can hardly believe ten years have gone by since God blessed your mom and me by giving us you. You are a precious gift that I will always cherish, always love, always protect, and always lift up in prayer.

This has been a huge year for you. Fifth grade: the last year of elementary school. I am proud of you in so many ways. I am proud of you for who you are. Hailey, you genuinely love people. Your caring spirit has endeared you to your classmates. This is evidenced by the number of friends you have and their choice to make you a representative on student council. You have a wonderful reputation with people which is important and reflects well on Christ. A reputation that includes being a hard-worker, respectful to your teachers and fellow students, and a person who can be trusted. I see all of this as the work of Jesus in your life. He is making you into the woman he wants you to be and in this way is answering the prayers of your parents.

I love the way you choose to love Jesus by your worship, generosity, compassion, and truly repentant heart. I am more than excited to learn how the Lord will use you for His glory in the days ahead. My prayer for you this year is very simple and very biblical. It is a scripture found in Luke that describes Jesus when he was about your age. “And Jesus increased in wisdom and in stature and in favor with God and man.” Luke 2:52

Lord, help Hailey to continue to increase in wisdom and stature and in favor with God and man. I love you with all of my heart. Merry Christmas.

To Madelyn Kay Haynes on Christmas day 2009

Sweet Madelyn,

You are growing so fast. I am afraid that I will blink my eyes and you will be 18. You are seven this Christmas and I really cannot believe it.

This has been a life changing year for you. Just a few months ago you committed your life to Jesus as your Lord. He chose you and you chose him back resulting in a brand new you. Not perfect but forgiven and full of joy knowing that you will walk with Jesus all of your days… and even after that.

It was my honor to baptize you as you confessed to everyone that Jesus Christ is Lord. I am praising God even now that He answered mom’s and my prayers for your salvation.

I want you to know that I an so proud of you Maddie. Not for what you do (which is a lot of great stuff) but more for who you are. I watch you show love to people in many different ways. I especially am proud when I hear you tell mom you love her unsolicited. When you care for your sisters I am blessed. When you give me an unexpected hug I sense a deep love in you that comes only from Jesus. That love manifests in your affection, generosity, and compassion. I am so very proud of who you are.

My blessing for you comes from Romans 12:1-2. I urge you Madelyn not to conform to the pattern of this world but be transformed by the renewing of your mind. Then you will be able to test God’s will. His good, pleasing, and perfect will!

I love you sweet girl. Merry Christmas!

To Eden Katalina Haynes on Christmas day 2009

My Eden,

I thank my God every time I look into your face. You are a picture to me of God’s provision and grace. The Lord named you Eden which means “delight.” You have been just that to your mother and me these past two years or so.

You are two this Christmas. This is a really fun age. You are the first to yell “Daddy!” when I come in from work every night which is a blessing I particularly look forward to on difficult days. You are learning to be a friend, to share, and to be a part of a family. You are an imitator of your sisters which is a good thing.

Just a few weeks ago you made your first public proclamation of the Glory of God. After watching a cartoon version of the angels singing praises at Christ’s birth you decided to offer your own praises. Mom saw you step up on a box while at the store and in your best vibrato sing, “Glory to God in the Highest.” Everyone in the store stopped to watch and listen. Mom was so proud she has already told the story 100 times at least. Eden, may you be known as a praiser of the King, our Lord Jesus.

I am so proud to be your father. You bless me and others in so many ways. I love you.

My blessing for you comes form Psalm 47:6. Eden, may your life sing praises to God, sing praises! Sing praises to our King, sing praises!

Merry Christmas little girl!





Teach Your Kids to be Thankful for Mom

20 11 2009

The days before the Thanksgiving holiday always cause introspection on my part.  About this time every year I find myself pondering the things I am most thankful for in life.  I ask the Lord to bring to mind the greatest blessings of my life and then I pray, thanking Him for the amazing love He has lavished on me.  I have noticed, the older and hopefully wiser I am becoming, the blessings have nothing to do with material possession. As I think about my blessings this year I realize every blessing comes in the form of a relationship.  The things I am thankful for are not things at all but instead, people.

Particularly I am thankful for my mother and my wife. They are 2 of the greatest blessings of my life.

It is easy to take mom for granted… until she’s gone. My wife and I were walking through the mall the other night. Christmas lights and decorations were already up and festive music was playing. A wannabe Santa Clause was already posing for pictures. For some reason the experience reminded me of  my mom and I longed for her to be able to walk through the mall with us and just shoot the breeze. She would have had a blast listening to the girls talk about their “wish lists.”  The truth is in that moment I just flat missed her. I spent time the next few days thinking of all the selfless acts, the heart breaking moments, the hopes and dreams, the endless prayers. I realize how thankful I am for her influence in my life.

There is another mom in my life. She is not my mom. She is my wife, the mother of my children. She amazes me. Today I called her on the way home from the hospital. I was kind of down after visiting a great lady who is slowly fading. When my wife answered the phone she said, “Why do pilgrims pants keep falling down?” Confused, I said , “I don’t know, why?”  ”Because they wear their belts on their hats.” Her sense of humor changed my entire mood. I love that about her. I am so thankful for my true companion.

What my girls think is normal I see as their mother’s greatness. The selfless acts, the heart breaking moments, the hopes and dreams, the endless prayers. My daughters don’t know it yet but one day they will look back and realize how thankful they are for their mom.

In the meantime, I think we dad’s need to help our children show appreciation and thankfulness for mom. Thanksgiving is a perfect time for just such a lesson. Here are some way we can help our children understand how blessed they are to have mom.

  • Demonstrate your thankfulness for their mother. Make a public speech. Around the table on thanksgiving day I will make a speech. It will include a deep sense of gratitude for King Jesus and then a deep appreciation and thankfulness for my wife and their mother. I will list many of the ways she loves us and tell her thank you in front of everyone. This is one way we can teach our children to be open and express gratitude to Mom. If you need content, check out Proverbs 31.
  • Teach them to serve Mom without being asked. Little things like turning their socks the right way before throwing them in the dirty clothes go a long way. Remind them to clean their room and bring the trash down. When mom tells them thank you for doing such a good job, teach them to respond by saying, “You do so much for me, it is the least I can do.”
  • Correct your children quickly when they treat Mom as a hired hand. Nothing is more crucial than for them to hear from you (Dad) that Mom is a gift and not a slave.  She serves because she loves.  Do not let your children expect the service of Mom.  Instead teach them to be grateful in their speech and actions.
  • Help them write a thank you note to Mom. Lead them to tell her the things about her they are most thankful for. Then help them hide the letters in places she will naturally find them like in the microwave or under her pillow.

There are  a thousand different ways to show gratitude to Mom at Thanksgiving. Teach your kids to be thankful for their Mom. You will bless your wife and your children will learn to express gratitude. A very important lesson for any follower of Christ.





To My Wife on Mother’s Day

8 05 2009

When I was 15 I moved from Brentwood, Tennessee to Katy, Texas. Besides noting the flat landscape and the humid climate change, I noticed a beautiful girl in my homeroom class named Angela. I noticed her first because she is beautiful but when I got to know her I was hooked. There was only one problem… I was 15.  What do you do when you meet your wife when your 15? To make a long story short we got married 2 weeks after graduating from college and we have never looked back.

3 houses and 3 kids later we have been married 14 years. We have seen “for better or for worse, in sickness and in health” up close and personal. I love and appreciate so much about Angie but lately I have been thinking a lot about her motherhood. I think her “motherhood” is a selfless act of worship to our God that will ripple into the generations.

She is the first one up every morning. She puts others ahead of herself.  She makes the lunches, washes the clothes, cooks dinner, helps with homework, cleans the house, gives baths, fixes hair, picks clothes, volunteers at school, plays games with the girls and on and on.  More importantly she seeks to understand.  She amazingly understands the jibberish of a 2 year old, empathizes with the middle child, and comforts the oldest. She is a nurse, a doctor, a therapist, an accountant, a life coach, an advocate, and a disciple maker. In our family, she is very important!

Here is what I know:  In 2006 my wife was on strict bed rest  for almost 5 months. For that period of time I tried to fill her shoes. Let me emphasize the word “tried.” I can tell you this for certain. Being a pastor, as difficult as it can be, is not near as stretching as being a mom.

Angie, for lots of other reasons besides your “motherhood” I love you. Mostly because you are you. When I think of your motherhood though, it makes me tear up. I know your sacrifice and I love that you offer it with joy. Thankyou! Thank you! Thank you! We are blessed by you. Not only do Hailey, Madelyn, and Eden reap the rewards of your efforts but our grandkids will be who they are largely because of how you invest in our daughters.  

The “mom thing” is an act of worship, rippling into the generations!  Happy Mother’s Day Pal!





Husband and Dad: Defender of the Family

24 04 2009

Before kids, Angela and I had two labrador retrievers.  One yellow and one black. Their names were Deacon and Maggie.  I will never tell you why I named the yellow lab Deacon.  Nevertheless he was the compliant, good dog.  Maggie on the other hand, drove me nuts.  She barked and barked and barked and barked and barked.  No matter what we tried we could not get her to stop barking and believe me… we tried everything.

Hailey, our oldest daughter, was born on a hot day in August.  At some point the night after she was born, I ran home quickly to check on the dogs.  The hospital was literally a 5 minute walk from my house in Nassau Bay.  When I got home, the police were in my driveway.  That is typically not a good sign.  I knew everyone on the Nassau Bay Police force for two reasons: 1) Nassau Bay is a small, tight knit community that I love and  2) I am one of those guys that finds myself helping in crazy situations with people, often bumping into the police.  Kind of a “here we are again” relationship.

I walked up the driveway and the police officer said that a complaint had been filed against us because of “Maggie the barking dog.”  He said we needed to do something about the situation.  I said, “Wow that’s a lot of attention for one barking dog complaint.” My friend the police officer said, “17 have been filed, we just didn’t want to bother you but now there are too many.”  In short, we were either going to have to go to court or get rid of the dog.  Easy for me.  Let’s get rid of the dumb barking dog that never shuts up.  We had about 6 weeks to find her a home.

Angie and Hailey and I came home from the hospital 24 hours later.  I went back to work a few days later.  One morning I pulled out of the driveway and saw a cantankerous neighbor who lived behind me hovering about two houses down on the street corner.  I did not think much about it except, “I know that’s the guy that filed 17 complaints.”  I went to work and jumped into the ministry of the day.

About 30 minutes later I got a phone call from a very ticked off Lebanese woman named Angela (who is also my wife).  Apparently our cantankerous neighbor waited for me to leave home to go to work.  Soon after I left he knocked on the door and began to cuss my wife who was holding our 1 weak old baby.  He was mad about the dog and decided he would let her know about it.  If you know Angie very well you know she did not take it for a second.  When he stopped yelling and cussing she told him to get off her porch and not to talk to her again. (I probably cleaned that up a bit.)  Then she called me… husband, dad, defender of the family.

I did some quick research to find out who this man was.  In about 5 minutes I found out he was the former mayor of our community with a lot of pull and a reputation of suing his neighbors without ever talking with them.  If you know me very well you know that I am a fighter at heart.  Some people call it “little man’s disease.”  I like to see it as a lot of “heart.”  I got in my truck, drove to this man’s house and knocked on his door.  He opened the door, stunned to see me, and obviously shaken by the unavoidable “man to man” confrontation.

Just a side note: I have found in life that some men are often loud and brave when they are hidden behind e-mail or talking to your wife while you are not home.  It is usually just an act and a personal “man to man” encounter shatters the facade. No punches required.

He said, “Hello Pastor Haynes.”  ”Great,” I thought.  ”He knows I am a pastor… now I have to be careful that this does not end up in the local newspaper.”  I reached out to shake my neighbors quivering hand.  I said these words in a calm but firm voice while I gripped his hand in an awkwardly long handshake. “Sir, I hate my dog too.  I am going to find her a nice farm so that she can bark all she wants.  But, I love my wife and you just treated her like a dog.  It is a cowardly thing you did, waiting for me to leave and then cussing my wife.  Never, and I mean never, approach my wife again without me standing right beside her.  Do you understand what I am saying to you?” Then I let go of his hand.  He said, “Is that a threat?”  I said, ” No, its a warning.  You crossed a line and I will not allow you to cross it again.”  ”Have a good day.”  I got back in my truck and went back to church.

We are Defenders and Protectors:

Sometimes I think we, as Christian men, have become too soft.  In an effort to love people, we “nice” everyone to death.  Even worse we avoid what I would call “Healthy Confrontation.”  Sometimes we sin in our efforts to avoid conflict.  You see it is our biblical role as husband and dad to defend and protect. What does that mean and how can we defend and protect in our Christianity?

Christianity as modeled by Jesus is not passive or weak.  Instead it is selfless, sacrificial, and courageous. As a man you were placed in your family for many reasons. One of those is to be the defender of every person in your family.  In our faith we become stronger not weaker, as men who are also husbands and dads.  As a man who follows Christ you love in a way that forces you to lay down your very life. When it comes to your wife and kids, you wisely defend in faith.  Here’s How:

We Defend in Prayer:

There is a spiritual battle going on for the souls of your wife and kids and the well being of your family.  You defend against the enemy in prayer.  You pray with your wife. You pray with your kids.  You pray alone for your wife and kids.  You walk the house late and night while everyone is sleeping and you pray over them.  You lay awake at night while you are traveling for business and you pray for them. You pray the Word over them when they are awake and when they are sound asleep.  When they are going through the greatest times and the worst times you pray with and for them to the point of fasting, always fighting the spiritual battle for your family as described in Ephesians 6:10-18.

We Protect in Relationship:

In a sense the best protection you can provide your family is the security and safety of a healthy relationship with you. No pressure but your relationship with
your wife and kids drastically impacts their relationship with God…”The Father.” (Ephesians 5:22-6:4) Are you a safe place for your wife? Does she know beyond a shadow of a doubt that you will never leave her or forsake her? Do your children see you as a safe place of refuge in a chaotic world. Are you a rock whose love never changes no matter what happens?  Cultivating a deep relationship with each of your family members through conversation, common experience, and your unending pursuit of them in love, develops a safety and protection.  Pursue them as your greatest treasure and in that way you will protect them.

We Defend in Confrontation:

Sometimes, when clear injustice is done against our wife, sons, or daughters, we must defend in confrontation. Certainly that does not mean that you have a free pass to kick butt.  Instead it means as Christ followers we wisely defend in confrontation… no punches necessary (usually).  This is an act of love that is important to your wife and your children.  Many times in counseling I have listened as a child (sometimes grown) discusses a traumatic event in his or her life. Perhaps worse than the trauma is an apathetic or passive reaction to the trauma by a father.  Therefore when a clear injustice is done against any one of my daughters, I am their primary and biblical defender until they are married.  For me to shirk confrontation comes at a great expense.  We have a phrase at my house.  It’s kind of a joke and kind of serious all at once. When my daughters perceive injustice they always say, “Dad you can squash him like a bug.” That phrase didn’t come from nowhere.  They have lived long enough to know, Daddy will confront injustice.  I add this one caveat.  When you confront, confront with wisdom from a place of righteous anger.  I think of Jesus, never backing down but always confronting from the perspective of the very Word of God.  At the same time we teach our family the freedom of forgiveness.  Confront with the intention of offering forgiveness at the end of the day in obedience to Christ and for your own freedom.  But don’t be a weenie.  You are the protector and defender of your family.

Check out how Jesus approaches the final confrontation in Revelation 19 :11-16. Notice specifically Revelation 19:13. 

He is clothed in a robe dipped in blood, and the name by which he is called is “The Word of God.”






Even the King Went Home

17 04 2009

1 Chronicles 16:43 “Then all the people departed each to his house, and David went home to bless his household.”

I have been studying 1 Chronicles for the past month.  I love it.  In short the entire book is a history of God’s covenant with David and its impact on the nation called Israel.  The book begins with seemingly endless genealogies describing the family lines of the 12 tribes of Israel.  If you read it, don’t breeze past the genealogies.  You will learn a ton.  The Genealogies culminate in a detail of Saul’s Family and ultimately the household of David…the boy who killed a giant and became king.

In epic fashion, Saul and his son’s are killed in chapter 10 and the Lord transitions the leadership of Israel to a young David.  David immediately begins to battle for the city of Jerusalem occupied by the Jebusites.  David took the stronghold of Zion and established the City of David.  David built his army and then worked to return the Ark of the Covenant back to Israel.  As he worked to restore the very “presence of the Lord” to Jerusalem he also tore down the despicable high places of the foreign gods. He fought the Philistines and struck them down from Gibeon to Gezer and David’s fame spread throughout the lands.

He brought the ark back to Jerusalem and pitched a tent for the Lord.  He organized the Levites (priests)to minister to the Lord according to the instructions described in Torah.  He demanded that the priests consecrate themselves and then gave them jobs specific to their areas of expertise.  He through an incredible party and danced before the Lord.  Then, he went home.

I give you background because I want you to see that David was an important, busy man.  Read chapters 11-16 of 1 Chronicles to discover just how busy and how important.

There are not any words placed in the Bible by accident.  You have to look at each word and phrase and ask yourself, “What does it mean and why is it in there.” Consider  the second half of 1 Chronicles 16:43. “…and David went home to bless his household.”

What does it mean and why is it in the text?

David was busy with really important work:  Re-establishing the Kingdom of Israel, pointing the people back to God, tearing down the high places, being King, constantly fighting battles, and obtaining and pitching a tent for the ark, the presence of God, in Israel.  Why does it tell us at the end of this work, he went home to bless his household?

Maybe it is because, no matter how important your work, you should always go home and bless your household.

How did David bless his household:

With his physical presence:

Being home for his family meant that he wasn’t just the king, he was also a husband and dad.  His presence offered peace and security for the household. Face time with his family communicated love and affection.  His presence was ultimately a blessing to the family at least in this instance.  A couple of questions you might ought to ask.

1) Is my presence a covering of peace and security for my family?

2) Do I give my family enough of my physical presence?

With Biblical Intentionality:

If you look at 1 Chronicles 16:43 closely it says he went home “to bless his household.” David went home with a purpose.  He would offer blessing and be a blessing.  In his culture certainly this meant the recitation of scriptural blessing over the household.  It also meant spiritual, physical, and emotional blessing to the entire household because David was home.  More questions:

1) Do I go home with the purpose of intentionally blessing my household?

2) Would the members of my family say that time with me is a blessing?

Take some practical steps:

1) Plan to go home and bless your household.  Look at your annual calendar.  Schedule your days off and all of your vacation to go home and bless your household.

2) Find out what it means to bless your family by reading scriptural blessing over them.  A great resource is “A Father’s Guide to Blessing His Children” available in the legacy resource center on campus at Kingsland or at www.desiringgod.org.

3) Work hard to be a blessing at home.  When your home, be home.  Listen to your spouse and your kids.  Give them all of you.  Turn the blackberry off and listen to the people who matter.

Go home and be a blessing to your household.  Even the King went home!