Morning musings
Often, I sit in the comfort of my home and do lots of thinking. Like enough thinking that calls for two cups of coffee and a whole lot of heart searching time.😏 Often, it’s within the quietness (as quiet as a house with 7 people can get), that I am reminded of my blessed truths and promises that I cling to on a daily basis. Over the last few weeks I’ve had several face-to-face counseling sessions, texting conversations, messaging, and phone conversations that have pushed me to my knees. I find my heart so burdened this morning as I bring many within daily battles before the throne of Grace. Marriages are falling apart, teens are rebelling, friends are living in daily defeat, cancer is spreading, drugs are taking over young people, families are ripped apart, and loved ones are dying. I find over and over again that I daily fail, falter, and live in such a way that does not reflect my Jesus. It’s true that Satan is on the prowl and is daily and actively seeking to destroy me and those I hold dear within the walls of our little home. Our sweet church had a group of about 15 just return home from a mission trip to a third world country. They came home changed in many ways. As they shared sweet, life changing testimonies, I couldn’t help but remember what life living in a third world country was like. I pulled out my daily journals from my 9 months in West Africa and wept remembering how Jesus has rattled my whole heart and life. I remember the closeness I felt and the BIG things I saw His mighty hand control. I remember wrestling with the malaria, the scorpions, the poverty, the danger, and the ever increasing control of Satans’ hands even in a mud hut village of needy people. But, despite all of the memories, I came to a moment that Jesus reminded me that He has me right here….in a little rural town in Georgia. He has chosen for this to be my little mission field and I must live like Jesus in a way that pleases Him here and now. Many are just like me…. a momma wanting what’s best for my children, a wife wanting to be the best help meet and friend for my hard working husband, a home maker in a home that is everything I ever wanted, a Christian who is growing in Christ-likeness and actively serving Him in whatever capacity He gives, and a friend who has sweet encouraging moments with others just like me. I’m not the world’s crunchy, perfect momma, I fail at being a kind, happy wife, I prioritize my home in a way that often is not pleasing to Jesus, I fail often at having a vibrant walk with Jesus within my devotions and prayer life, and I am not being a good, encouraging friend like Jesus wants me to be to others. All this to say, aren’t you so very thankful that God’s grace is ultimately sufficient to handle the things you face every single day? 2 Corinthians 12:9 needs to be plastered to our foreheads!😊
- You aren’t good enough
- Your image is not one that measures up
- You can’t do it
- You will just fail so what’s the use in trying
- You aren’t smart enough
- You aren’t pretty enough
- You aren’t like her
- Your home isn’t pinterest worthy
- Your kids are horrible
- You are a bad mom
- Look at them…