Be Present

Take time to breathe in this Easter weekend.

Be present with those around you.

Look at your children.  Listen to their hearts.

Remember why your husband’s eyes made you fall so completely in love.

Cherish your friendship.

Breathe in hope.

Lay down that burden that you can’t control anyway.

Laugh.

Remember your salvation.

Acknowledge your ransomed heart.

Rejoice in the atonement that we cannot even fully comprehend.

Sing with all your heart Sunday morning.

Your Redeemer lives.

Offer up thanksgiving . . . praise . . . joy.

Jesus.

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10 Strategies to Diffuse Anger and Keep Your Joy

When I think of a characterization of anger my mind goes to Looney Tunes – love it! – and the coyote’s head about to explode after the road runner outwits him once again.  Ever feel that way as a parent?  Yes, I see that hand.

God knows I need His help in this.  Every. Single. Day.

Thanks to so many of you that have confessed that this is your struggle too.  Don’t you agree that bringing it out into the Light defeats the darkness and allows God’s truth to be transforming?  So let’s just call for what it is, open ourselves up to His redemption and healing, and then watch Him work as only He can do.

In case you’re just joining us for our Angry Mom series, I’ve talked about the startling question God had for me a few years ago on the topic of anger (check it out).  We’ve also looked at the physical effects anger can have in our lives (right here).

Today, we’re gonna cut right to the chase, because here’s the reality:  our sweet and amazing children, no matter what their age, are going to do life different than us.  Right?  Whether they’re 2 or 22, they are designed and wired in a way that’s completely unique to them.  And try as we may to be Wonder Woman and train them up in the way that they should go, there will absolutely be moments when they will push back/ignore/be flat out disobedient.   

When that happens, how do we respond?  How do we keep our super-strength, when we’re actually tempted to lose it?

Here’s 10 strategies that have made a HUGE difference in my life.  They are practical, every-day-kind-of-ways to help me see my kids with His eyes, and help diffuse my anger and keep my joy.  See what you think:

1.  Know the rules and penalties, and make sure your kids know them too.  Our children want to know how far they can push the envelope before it rips open.  Define that for them.  Sit down first with your husband (if you’re married) and determine the ground rules.  (Being on the same page with your husband is critical here, otherwise the kids will try to divide and conquer.) Then let the kids know you are united, and lay out the rules and the penalties.  Here’s an example: “When we go into the restaurant, here’s how we’ll act.  If you choose to act differently, here’s what will happen,” or “Here’s your curfew.  This is what will happen if you miss it.”  When everyone understands the expectations and consequences, it allows everyone to start on the same page.     

2.  Discipline sooner.  When said rules and expectations have been crossed, do what you said you would do.  Sooner, rather than later.  Anyone familiar with this series: “stop… stop… Stop… STOP!”   Me too.  But when I discipline sooner, it take the emotion out – “Bummer that you chose that.  Well, here’s what we said would happen.”   Do what you say you’re going to do as soon as it happens.

3.  Ask yourself this question:  Are they being disobedient, or are they just being little people with big imaginations?  This is taken from Dr. Dobson’s Bringing Up Boys - it’s such a great question.  Imagination is a God-given gift that our kids use (really) well.  We are wise moms to stop and ask for discernment when we walk into a crazy mess our child just made and ask: imagination or disobedience?  

4.  Listen to your child’s heart – what are they really trying to communicate?  Are they tired, hungry, or overwhelmed?  At times I’ve put unfair expectations on my kids, expecting them to respond to situations as if they were an adult.  When in reality they may just need a break, or something to eat.  Maybe they can’t communicate as quickly as I can and need space to process.  When I work to hear my child’s heart, I’m more apt to listen out of compassion.

5.  Kneel down to their eye level when you’re talking to them.  If you have younger children, this is powerful.  I’d probably freak out too if a tall giant was towering over me in anger.  When I get down to their level, it softens me and allows me to see them just as they are:  little.  Yes, they can still argue with me like they’re 18, but in reality they are really just little.

6.  Focus on the children who are making good choices.  This one has been gold in our house.  When my husband and I call out the good choices in the other kids, it makes that other one want to grab for some of that good attention as well.  Give kudos for good choices, see #2 for bad.

7.  Have an age-appropriate reward system.  Pinterest saved my summer last year with this idea for my elementary age kids.  I bought a small mason jar and some glass marbles, then picked a character trait each week to focus on (my top three traits were the ones I felt they needed “help” with).  Every time I caught them “doing” the character trait, they got a marble.  When they filled their jar, they got a date with mom or dad.  Find a simple system that works for you (Pinterest is awesome!), reward them for the good, and praise them when they succeed.

8.  Put yourself in time out.  I had to do this just yesterday.  Get yourself out of the situation to cool off and gain some perspective.  And yes, they may follow you, but just lock yourself in the bathroom, and take. a. moment.

9.  Have someone you can call or text in times of need/panic.  As a woman, one of the biggest lies we believe is this:  I am the only person on the planet who can’t figure this out.  Sisters, this is a lie from hell itself that’s meant to keep us in shame and isolation.  We need others.  For me, my husband is a pro at talking me off the ledge.  Yet sometimes I need a fellow mom to listen to me when the crazy train hits my house.  Whether it’s your husband or a friend, find someone you can trust, who gets the insanity, and will encourage and pray for you.  Again, we need each other.

10.  Pray.  Pray.  And pray some more.  In the moment or on your knees, while you’re driving or while you’re cleaning.  Pray for yourself, that you would be the woman He has created you to be.  Pray for your children that they would be all that they were created to be.  Pray, pray, pray. (1 Thes. 5:16-18)

So there’s my 10 – totally lengthy, thanks for hanging in there with me.  I wish I could sit across from you at a coffee shop and hear your own ideas, strategies that have worked for you.  We’d all love to hear them, feel free to share them below!

I’ll wrap it up today with a re-visit to #10 on the list.  Pray.  One of my favorite ways to pray is with God’s Word.  God’s Word is alive and powerful and has literally transformed me from the inside out (Hebrews 4:12).  I love to take a portion of scripture and personalize it, by putting in my name or the names of my family members and praying it over them.  This section (below) from Colossians is powerful.  Take my personalized version, steal it, call it your own.  Then pray it with all your heart.  You are well on your way to becoming the woman – and the mom – that God created you to be.  Pray it… then watch Him move.  Because He will.  Not only in your life, but in the life of family.  

Much love and grace to you today, my fellow mom in the trenches, you are amazing! 

God, since you chose me to be the holy person whom You love, today I clothe myself with tenderhearted mercy, kindness, humility, gentleness, and patience. I will make allowance for other’s faults and forgive the person who offends me. I will remember, the Lord forgave me, so I must forgive others.  And the most important piece of clothing I will wear is love. Love is what binds us all together in perfect harmony.  And I will let the peace that comes from Christ rule in my heart.  For as members of one body, I am called to live in peace. And always be thankful. I will let the words of Christ, in all their richness, live in my heart and make me wise. I will use Your words to teach and counsel. I will sing psalms and hymns and spiritual songs to You with a thankful heart.  And whatever I do or say, I will let it be as a representative of the Lord Jesus, all the while giving thanks through Him to You, my Father.  Colossians 3:12-17 (NLT)

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What strategies have worked to diffuse your anger in parenting?  We’d love to hear from you!

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The Physical Effects of Anger

Anger can do crazy things to you.

00427604I didn’t think I had anger “issues” before I had kids.  You know what I mean?  I thought I was a pretty laid back girl.  (See my last post.)  But these sweet faces that I prayed for, for years, can push my buttons like none other.  And they don’t just push – they party.  And when that happens, I can go from zero to crazy in no time flat.

Anger can cause us to do and say and act in ways we never thought possible.

However, let me clarify something: Anger in itself is not wrong.  Anger is simply an emotion.  God designed us to be women of passion and emotion…sometimes very strong emotion.  There’s nothing wrong with being angry, and with so much wrong in the world, it’s the most natural reaction there is.  

Human trafficking angers me.  

School shootings anger me.  

Poverty and corruption in Haiti anger me.

Even the Bible tells of Jesus getting good and mad in the temple one day, flipping tables and going off on those around Him.  Anger is an emotion that is normal and at times, necessary.

However, the anger I’m referring to is the one that goes over the top.  The kind that is out of control, destructive, volatile, that presents itself with stinging words, condemnation and pain.  

The kind that finds you shaking after you’ve just yelled at your kids.

Anyone?

So many women have told me they get this, but so often it’s such a taboo subject.  We all know we get frustrated, with our kids and others, but not many of us discuss the anger that so many of us experience.   

And yet, it deeply affects us.  It jacks up our relationships and it splits up our families.  It also affects us internally, distorting our perspective and messes with us physically.  

All you have to do is Google “physical effects of anger” to find a slew of findings.  Here’s a few in a nutshell:

    • During an outburst of anger, the average heart rates goes from 80 to 180.
    • Blood pressure rises from 120 over 80 to 220 over 130.  
    • The body uses up sugar extremely fast creating a sugar deficiency, causing an angry person to shake.  
    • Each episode of anger or hostility causes your coronary arteries to narrow, and your blood to become thicker. When the blood becomes thicker, the heart has to work harder to pump it.  A dangerous situation for someone with heart problems.  

Several reports claim that chronic anger may actually be more dangerous to our health than smoking or obesity.  Serious stuff.  

So here I was, a mom of four children, and suddenly finding myself in the heat of anger, much more often than I expected.  As I talked about last time, after one of my over-the-top-yelling moments, God asked me a very attention-getting question:  Is this what you want?  Did I want to get 10 years down the road and still be dealing with anger?  Did I want the same sin that has plagued my family for generations to remain a stronghold?  My answer was a resounding, NO.  

So here’s two things I realized:

1.  I needed His help.  I could not pull this off on my own.  I couldn’t just dust myself off and do better.  That was not working.  I was stuck in this pattern of anger/shame/guilt.  I desperately needed Him to change me from the inside out.  That Hillsong chorus became my anthem:

A thousand times I’ve failed, still your mercy remains, and should I stumble again, I’m caught in Your grace…in my heart and my soul, I give you control…consume me from the inside out…

I found myself on my knees, asking Him to change me.  In moments of weakness, in moments of strength, my prayer was . . . God change me from the inside out.

2.  I needed His Word to soak into the marrow of my life.  These two verses became very real and very personal to me:

In your anger, do not sin.  Do not let the sun go down while you are still angry, and do not give the devil a foothold.   Ephesians 4:26-27    

I love this verse because it says right off the bat – you’re gonna get angry.  Just don’t sin.  Anger is an OK emotion, just don’t let it overtake you.  Then don’t let it give the enemy a place to hang out.  Deal with it, wrap it up and let it go.

But everyone must be quick to hear, slow to speak and slow to anger; for the anger of man does not achieve the righteousness of God.    James 1:19-20 

As I would quote the last part of that verse, again, God showed me that my anger was not achieving the righteousness He had for my kids.  At all.  I asked God for His grace to be His righteousness to my kids, to be the parent He had created me to be.

So . . . those were my two biggees – prayer and His Word.

Not complex . . . yet completely life-changing.

As I yielded to Him, God began to change my learned physiological responses and exchange them for His responses.  He began to give me…

      • His eyes, to see my children as He sees them, with love and compassion
      • His heart, to understand them with grace and patience
      • His ears, to hear their dreams and desires
      • His mouth, to speak life and love into their hearts

God in His grace and mercy, began to change me from the inside out.  

Now lest ye be fooled, there is no perfection here.  Just ask my kids!  But as God is transforming me, I’m also learning to…

      • Be quick to ask forgiveness (from God and my kids)
      • Remember how my Father in heaven parents me – with love and grace.

God does not keep me in the dog-house, He does not shame me or hold my sin over my head.  He loves, He forgives, and He has removed my sin as far from me as the east is from the west (Psalm 103).  Thank you, Jesus.

I will give you a new heart with new and right desires, and I will put

a new Spirit in you.  I will take out your stony heart of sin and give you

a new, obedient heart.  And I will put my Spirit in you so

you will obey my laws and do whatever I command.  Ezekiel 36:26-27

Anger may tempt us to do crazy things.  But allowing Him to change us from the inside out will bring life and health to you, to your family, and to generations to come.  I want that, don’t you?

In my heart and my soul, I give you control, consume me from the inside out . . .

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The Angry Mom

I was such a great parent before I had kids.  

Right?  Anyone else get this?

I was the one who swore “I’m never feeding my kids McDonald’s”, and “the T.V. will never be the babysitter”.  Okay, pumpkin.

We all have those dreamy visions though, prior to reality, of future joy-filled moments as a mother.  Children sitting in quiet obedience, snuggled next to you on the couch, hanging on every word you say, as you sweetly read to them stories of wonder and amazement.  I’ve had a few of those moments.  They are actually really great.  

And rare.

We have four kiddos, three adopted and one biological.  Or as I like to say, three take-outs and one delivery.  We prayed and prayed (and prayed) for children and found ourselves adopting one domestically and two from Haiti.  Then #4 came along as our amazing and incredible bio surprise.  We went from one child to four in 20 months.

In case you breezed by that I’ll repeat it.  One to four in less than 2 years.  Plus my husband changed jobs and we moved across country.  Twice.

My dreamy visions became loud-and-screaming-chaos-with-constant-kids-draped-in-chaos.  Did I mention chaos?

It’s a strange thing to be a mom of a bunch of kids all of a sudden.  You have prayed for so long, you have cried out to God.  You are blessed beyond measure and are truly thankful to your core.  But the emotional rollercoaster of raising these God-given children is a ride that you can never ever fully prepare for.

I began to realize that I was an emotional wreck.  I was frustrated.  A lot.  Frustrated at my obvious lack as a parent, frustrated at their lack of obedience.  I had four kids under the age of five, two from a third-world country learning a new system, and a mom falling hard at her attempts to find a new normal.  My frustration levels stayed elevated, and the anger inside of me grew.  I found myself so often times, just… mad.

One afternoon, one of my kids had done something, can’t even remember what it was, and I was over the top mad and yelling.  I was so emotional I knew I needed to walk away because if I didn’t someone would have instantaneously burst into flames.  I went into my room, and I stood there.  I realized I was shaking.  Shaking because of the anger inside of me.  I was that angry.  However, it was in that moment, and in the hours to follow, God asked me one question:

Is this what you want?

My good and amazing God, in His kindness and grace, broke through the crazy and asked me the most attention-getting question possible.  ”Is this what you want?”  I stood in the quietness of my bedroom and God directed my heart to look in two different directions.  One was 10 years out.  I looked 10 years down the road and imagined being the same emotionally-stunted mom as I was in that moment, having the same emotional patterns.  Stuck for the next decade in a cycle of sin and shame, getting mad/feeling bad.  Is that what I wanted?  I could only answer, No, absolutely not.  

The second direction God asked me to look was back, waaayy back.  God reminded me of my family’s history to just get good-and-mad.  I have so many memories as a kid of family get togethers being just barn-burners.  I never knew what everybody was so upset about, but there was always somebody getting mad at somebody, leaving upset, not talking to each other for days, weeks, even years.  Again the question, is this what I want?  Did I want this legacy of anger to continue on for my children?  Because no matter how justified I may have felt, all they would remember is the emotion of what took place.

I wonder if you’ve ever felt this way.  Angry at your kids, angry with yourself for being this way.  Full of shame, trapped in guilt, wanting something different, but not sure how.

Anger is an interesting emotion.  We’re gonna spend the next few weeks looking at this topic of the Angry Mom.  Because I have to believe I’m not the only one who has struggled.   Fortunately, God’s Word has quite a bit to say about it, and He has brought me to some truths that have brought healing and redemption to my life.  He has literally changed me from the inside out.  I know He can do the same for you.  

Feel free to invite a friend.  Maybe you know someone who is discouraged in her journey as a mother.  Maybe that someone is you.  I’m praying for you and others who just need to know they are not alone, that there is help and hope found in Jesus.

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Merry Christmas!

What was the anticipation like for those angels, the ones who were a part of that great night with the shepherds?  As they appeared to share the news that would change all of time, such great news…

A great JOY to all people!  

The fulfillment of everything, God’s gift of redemption to all mankind.  

This baby, our Savior.  Our King.

Celebrate with all that you are!  Celebrate with a grateful heart, take in His words with awe, and sing loudly!  

Merry Christmas! 

Now there were in the same country shepherds living out in the fields, keeping watch over their flock by night. And behold, an angel of the Lord stood before them, and the glory of the Lord shone around them, and they were greatly afraid. 10 Then the angel said to them, “Do not be afraid, for behold, I bring you good tidings of great joy which will be to all people.

11 For there is born to you this day in the city of David a Savior, who is Christ the Lord. 12 And this will be the sign to you: You will find a Babe wrapped in swaddling cloths, lying in a manger.”

13 And suddenly there was with the angel a multitude of the heavenly host praising God and saying:

14 “Glory to God in the highest,
And on earth peace, goodwill toward men!”  Luke 2

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No Answers: What I’m (Still) Learning About Joy

I’ve been wanting to write a follow-up to our November Joy series.  I’d had it planned out for a couple weeks.  

But everything changed last Friday morning.

The tragedy at Sandy Hook Elementary altered so much for so many.  My mother’s heart was completely shattered, as all four of my children are around that 5-10 year old range, the ages of the children at Sandy Hook.  And while I know there are children around the world who suffer, and hurt, and die every day, this event seemed painfully close to home.

My husband and I were out Christmas shopping that day and in a bubble until early afternoon . . . then I checked my phone.  I began to weep in the car.  I got home and turned on the television.  The words “20 children” absolutely took my breath away.

I stood there and wept.

How could this happen, how could something so terrible…so horrific…happen to innocent sweet babies?  Children of parents just like me, who loved their kids with their lives.  How would these parents breathe?

I stood there, wrecked, and cried out to God from my gut and asked Him…”where were You?”

I couldn’t stop the words from coming out.  How could my God, my God, whom I know and love and trust with my life, allow such evil?  

Saturday morning I woke up thinking about those parents again, knowing they had woken up to complete loss.  Tears again.

I felt this internal conflict going to war inside of me.  This pain hurt so deeply, the tears were right behind my eyes all day.  I couldn’t listen to Christmas music, I couldn’t bear to listen to radio happiness.  All I wanted to do was be near my kids.  No trite answer could fix this.  

God am I just a huge hypocrite?   A whole series on joy, weeks of talking about finding joy, being filled with joy.  God, was I to ignore the pain?  Be numb?  Stuff it away and put on my happy face?  Utterly impossible.

I received a text from my mother-in-law, one of the most joyful people I know.  She’d read and walked through our November Joy series with us, seeking to be filled with His joy.  But this sweet woman is a retired first grade teacher.  And the weight of it was so much

My joy meter is flat…struggling to rejoice…especially hard to “in all things give thanks”.  Come Lord Jesus.

I had no words, no answers.  I still don’t.  

What about you?  What has been your response to this pain?  How have you wrestled with your own questions?

I’m not a theologian.  Most of my friends aren’t either.  We are simple women who love our families and our children with all that we are, despite the fact that we live in a fallen, fallen world.  I do not have answers for this one.  But here are a few things that have been resonating in my heart.

1.  God does not condemn my questions.  This weekend, He very quietly reminded me of someone.  Someone who had the very same question I had, a godly woman who knew Jesus personally.  He reminded me of the words of Mary, found in the book of John, Chapter 11.

When Mary came where Jesus was, she saw Him, and fell at His feet, saying to Him, “Lord, if You had been here, my brother would not have died.”  v. 32

“If only you would have been here!”  Can’t you hear the pain in Mary’s voice, her desperation as she fell at His feet?  She knew Jesus, she had seen Him heal others.  Why hadn’t He come?  Mary laid her shattered heart out there, in sheer agony and disappointment.  Jesus did not cast her aside or disown her.  He met her there in the midst of her heartbreak.  Read on.

When Jesus saw her weeping, and the Jews who came with her also weeping, He was deeply moved in spirit and was troubled, and said, “Where have you laid him?”  They said to Him, “Lord, come and see.”  Jesus wept.  vs. 33-34

2.  Jesus weeps with us.  Jesus was so deeply effected by the moment that He was moved to tears.  For a moment put yourself in the scene and imagine.  Look at Jesus.  He is found there, with His friends, in tears.  Maybe He hurt because His dear friends were in so much pain.  Maybe He wept because He understood that the painful sting of death was something mankind had to endure.  He even knew that He would raise Lazarus from the dead, He knew how this was all going to turn out, yet He was taken with the hurt of that moment.  And He wept.

My friends, we have grieved.  We have wept.  And we have no answers.  

We do, though, know how this turns out, that some day evil will be obliterated and will no longer co-exist with good.  There will be a day…a day when there will be no more tears, no more pain.  God will declare that is enough, and He will right what is wrong.

Until then, I can only live by His grace.  I will hold my own babies tighter and extend His grace more.  I will cry again for these families of Newtown, Connecticut, I’m sure of it.  

I will ask Him to remind me of His presence, that He walks with me.  

I will breathe in moments of joy with a different intentionality.  I will continue to give thanks for what I still have.  And I will stand in the truth of His Word that although there is a season to mourn, His joy will indeed be found.

Weeping may last through the night,
but joy comes with the morning.  Ps. 30:5

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When Life is Uncertain…PRAISE HIM

A few weeks ago I was in our church’s Sunday morning service, standing with so many others, hearing the music, watching the band lead us.  My heart was heavy when I’d walked in, the result of a rough morning and hard week filled with too much.  I stood there thirsty, longing for a life-giving something to wash over my soul.

Then these words lifted up from the front, a song from Elevation Worship called Give Me Faith

I need You to soften my heart
To break me apart
I need You to open my eyes
To see that You’re shaping my life

All I am,
I surrender

Give me faith to trust what You say
That You’re good and Your love is great
I’m broken inside, I give You my life

I may be weak
But Your Spirit’s strong in me
My flesh may fail
My God You never will 

I may be weak, but Your Spirit’s strong in me.  My flesh may fail, but my God You never will . . .

The more I sang, the more my heart softened.  As I stood and as I praised, the more I became aware of His presence, His strength and how it mattered that He was still there and how desperately I needed Him.  That He lived, fully alive both in the beauty of that song and the messiness of my morning.

Something inside of me shifted as I praised Him.

In the middle of that loud auditorium, a quietness washed over my heart . . . and something shifted.  The more I praised Him, the more I realized His presence.  My worship, my surrender through praise, ushered in His truth, His strength of joy, that His Spirit was still strong in me, and that He will never fail.

You probably have a similar story, a time when you stood hands high, or bowed with face to the ground, and felt that shift.  That exchange of your burdens for His joy that comes while praising our good God.

JOY CHALLENGE:

We’ve spent all of November looking at this word JOY.  This idea that we can have joy to overflowing sounds so completely unattainable, yet Jesus said it is fully available.  Joy is great in theory, but is it our reality?  How is that even possible, especially in the emotional snow-globe of the holiday season?

We’ve covered two different challenges (if you missed them, here’s the links) -

  1. When Life is Hard, STAND, that His deep and abiding joy is only possible when we choose to stand in the truth of His Word.
  2. When Life is Unfair, GIVE THANKS, that offering up thanksgiving to God releases the grip of ingratitude and ushers back His joy into our lives.

My last challenge for our November Joy series is this:

When Life is Uncertain . . . PRAISE HIM

Take a moment today, spend some time in the words from Psalm 66.

Shout joyful praises to God, all the earth!
    Sing about the glory of His name!
    Tell the world how glorious He is.
Say to God, “How awesome are Your deeds!
    Your enemies cringe before Your mighty power.
Everything on earth will worship You;
    they will sing Your praises,
    shouting Your name in glorious songs.” 

Come and see what our God has done,
    what awesome miracles He performs for people!
He made a dry path through the Red Sea,
    and His people went across on foot.
    There we rejoiced in Him.
For by His great power He rules forever.

This Psalm praises God over and over again.  The writer acknowledges God’s goodness, power, miraculous works in his life.  The psalmist is not confused.  He praises God for all that He is, and for all that He has done.     

I want to praise God for His goodness, power and miraculous works in my life.  

However, when life becomes uncertain, I can forget His good and throw myself into a good panic.  Fear and doubt can so easily fall on me… anyone else? 

Here’s what I’m finding though.  As a result of pressing into His joy, I’m becoming more aware of when it’s lacking.  I am recognizing when I feel tangled up on the inside and His joy is missing.  

And I am fighting for it.

I don’t want to live in a tangled mess.  I want to be a wife my husband wants to be around and a mama who allows for laughter and joy.  I want to be a woman who believes her God for all that He is.  I want to fight for joy.  The enemy wants us to believe nothing more than a lie, a depressing lie that it’s no use, it’s just always going to be a mess.  The burdens of this life will forever weigh us down.   

Praising Him exchanges our burdens for His JOY.

Not sure how?  Here’s some ideas…

  • Pull up your favorite song on iTunes and worship Him in the quietness of the morning before anyone else is up.  Praise Him for the opportunities of a new day, the blank canvas for Him to write His fingerprints on.  Praise Him that His mercies are new every morning, that He is faithful and true.
  • Take the drive time and praise Him for every gift you can think of.  Praise Him for that car and the gas that makes it go, praise Him for all the blessings in your life and for His provision.
  • Read a Psalm to Him as a prayer of praise.  Praise Him for the gift of His Word. Praise Him for His promises and that He is the same yesterday, today and forever.
  • Praise Him in the quietness of your heart in the midst of a difficult conversation.  Praise Him for His strength and wisdom to speak with His grace, truth and love.
  • Turn up the radio really loud and worship Him.  Praise Him that He is good, and great, and powerful.  Praise Him for His presence in your life, for His salvation and His love.

Praise Him . . . though this life is uncertain, fight for His joy, and praise Him.  

Our flesh may fail, but our God He never will.

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Take time to PRAISE HIM through His Word – Psalm 95 – 100

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