The Trick to Becoming a Better Person

self-helpHow can I be a better person, wife, parent, Christian?

How can I better serve God?

How can I take better care of my body?

How can I be more patient?

How can I be more humble?

How can I, How can I, How can I????

This is my usual thought process (intermingled with my to do list) on my walks with God. My prayers usually revolve around God making me better whatever in accordance with my most glaring current shortcoming

I have read faith books, bible studies, self help books, talked at nauseam to God and my friends about what I want to do better in my life.

On today’s walk I was just tired. Tired of hearing myself babble. I started my walk off by asking God if He could help me enjoy His company today. Just walk side by side with me.

If God had something to say I was happy to listen but if not I has happy to just stroll along silently.(This is not easy for me)

Then I had an “aha” moment. I think God did have a nugget or two today.

It isn’t about “I”. God doesn’t always want me working on myself. This is the enemies trick. The devil gets us to be so self focused that it keeps our focus and attention off of God, That is the danger. We think we are pursuing God but in reality we are pursing self.

If my thoughts and energy are always on me how can I be of use and serve others? Self focus always makes sure we never obtain an unrealistic bench mark we have set. Self focus makes sure we are unsatisfied and not complete.

Don’t get me wrong, I think self improvement is important but not when it is our primary focus. Not when it is done because we are really trying to control things in our lives instead of submitting to God’s will us.

So after my next bible study I am going to take a self help break. I am going to throw myself into the bible and just be in God’s word. I am curious what He has to say to me when I am not telling him what I think my plan should be.

 

Are Marriage Podcasts Really a Crock??????

6991611_f520When I listen to all the marriage podcasts it sounds so logical. It seems so easy and spot on. Of course the next time we argue I will be able to take the high road and stop my anger from whirling up like a tornado and quickly escalating out of control.

I am ready for the next challenge.

God just loves to give you the opportunity to practice a new skill set.

Boom the opportunity comes. There is a brief flash of something I have heard or read about keeping calm, but it is stuck in the back of my mind, pushed down beneath all the anger.

I go from zero to really mad in record time.

But now I have the added bonus of feeling guilty because I have all of this info about the best way to handle these situations.

I know the right thing to do but frankly I am just really mad and don’t want to take the high road. I am 100% sure I am right but  that is wrong in and of itself. Of course I cognitively know I am not 100% right but tell that to my heart. It is pretty sure I am a victim of unjust accusations.

I always say being a Christian is hard. Before I found Jesus I was happy to just stew in my anger and self righteousness. Now when I want to wallow I know I shouldn’t. All the enjoyment is gone from my pouting. It is replaced with the Holy Spirit urging me,( incessantly mind you), that it doesn’t matter who is right or wrong. I argue with the Holy Spirit because I feel very vindicated in my stance. The Holy Spirit deep signs and reiterates the exact same thing.

Then God throws down a daily devotion, followed by a podcast, followed by something else I read or hear just to make sure I don’t miss His easy to follow advice.

I have never once had Him give me signs to reinforce my indignance, You think He could throw me a bone once in a while so I could have my pity party.But that is not the way He works. 

So here I sit, knowing what to do and I am irritated as all get out that I have to do it. 

The good news is, at this point in my faith walk, at least I have this recognition

Now  the next part. of the journey is actually doing it. Hopefully followed by the phase where I really don’t care who is right or wrong. The part where you just assume the best of the person you have chosen to spend your life with.

So, no,  I don’t really think marriage pod casts are a crock. I think they are great. I think they add  building blocks to our marriage foundation. They are just itty bitty building blocks that I continually slip off of. But I climb back up on get a tad higher each time..

“Above all, love each other deeply, because love covers a multitude of sins.” 1 Peter 4:8

“Be completely humble and gentle; Be patient, bearing with one another in love. Make every effort to keep the unity of the spirit through the bond of peace.” Ephesians 4:2-3

“And be kind to one another, tenderhearted, forgiving one another, even as God in Christ forgave you.” Ephesians 4:32

 

Letting Go of Your Teenager

imagesAlmost 18 years of  guiding, going to seminars, going to church, getting my cherubs mentors, having them go to youth group and bible studies. I felt we had given our babies every tool to make good decisions.

That is why it is so devastating when they choose the wrong path. We gave them everything in our power to guide them down the right path. They chose poorly.

The decision was life altering. It is a no take back situation. They have to deal with the consequences. The consequences will rear their ugly head many times over the course of their young lives.

And honestly I feel pretty helpless. As your babies get older the decisions they have to make get harder. Every single part of our culture leads our children against God’s plan. What is good is, at best, critiqued and ridiculed. What is bad is celebrated and encouraged. Parenting morals and values is an uphill battle. I have this visual of the 2 of us pushing a giant rock up hill and the rest of the world pushing that rock with their feet and hands back down.

As parents, we just have to sit back and watch. We are not mad, we are just sad.We all want what is best for our children. The guidance we give them is an attempt to save them from heartache and suffering. As they get older you realize, no matter how much guidance and how many right things you do, they have to suffer. They have to have heartache. They cannot learn from their mistakes unless they make them.

At these times the natural reaction is to grab a hold tighter. To set more rules and monitor more closely. But that isn’t going to work. At some point in their life you have to let go. You have to let failures happen.

The only path I can see to take is laying out consistent expectations  and talking about the bumps in the road. This makes your home a safe place for your children when they mess up. Grace and mercy are our friends during these times. Using these times to re-emphasize God’s word. To gently let them know that these choices are not part of what God wants for them.

Even though I think we all feel helpless sometimes we have to remember that we have the power of God in us. That makes us far from helpless.

Romans 5:3-6 reminds us “ Not only so, but wealso glory in our sufferings, because we know that suffering produces perseverance; 4 perseverance, character; and character, hope. And hope does not put us to shame, because God’s love has been poured out into our hearts through the Holy Spirit, who has been given to us.have

God’s in our corner. Nothing is a surprise to Him. Each moment in our lives serves a purpose for His plan.

So you can let go with confidence. We were only stewards of our children in the first place. They were never really ours, they are His and He loves them so much more than we ever could. We can continue to guide but ultimately their path is already set. God has His arms around them.

 

August Is The Sunday Of Summer

Summer-Sunday-e1407858845935The end of summer elicits two very different responses from mommas. In one camp there is the  group that thinks, “Thank goodness.  I cannot wait for school to start.” The second group is more of the clinging by the your fingertips to the last moments as they are dragged out from under you.

I have always belonged to the latter group. If you have read any of my previous posts you will know that milestones are not my favorite part of parenting. I may rejoice and beam with pride as each cherub reaches a milestone but I silently grieve as they pass them. (Ok, not all that silently.)

Each year the end of summer is just a slap upside the head to me. We have spent summer in a blissful, relatively nag free state.  My big rule over summer is that everyone must brush their teeth twice a day. Otherwise it is pretty much Lord of the Flies over here.

I know there are tons of families who thrive on the routine of school. To me, summer is sooooooo much better than the day to day of school life. Let’s face it school sets us up for failure. How can a day start out peaceful when everyone is waking up while it is still dark outside? No one in our family is really a morning person. Most of the time 3 of the 4 are crabby. It rotates which of the 3, but it is usually at least three. Then there is the homework grind, the after school stuff, nagging everyone to get to bed on time. It is this exhausting ritual that last nine months. Plus it is cold and dark out early and I am not at all tan, I mean really come on…..

Summer is a serenade of beautiful long days at the beach or better yet vacation. Bedtime is flexible, showers are flexible, vegetables at every meal are flexible, heck even waking up has some flexibility.The end of summer also means my cherubs are one year older, one grade higher and one step closer to being all grown up.

As the last moments of summer come to a gentle close I will miss a ton of things.

I will miss my almost grown giant children waking up starving at 11 a.m, hair all amuck, still looking like they are just really tall 8 year olds.

I will miss meeting one of my cherubs for lunch during my lunch hour at work.

I will miss the constant barrage of friends that come and go. The week long sleepovers.  I love coming home to eight cherubs sprawled all over the furniture watching a movie.

I won’t will miss following up on homework or running to the craft store to get stuff to do a project. Heck, I have not stepped into a craft store since June.

I will won’t miss feeling like everyone has to be in bed by 10 p.m. or the next day will be a disaster

But the thing I will really miss is that this is my second to last summer with two of my babies. They are seniors this year. It is a big year. They have already taken senior pictures. The first football game of their last year is tomorrow. In fact almost everything is the last of something.

For someone who never wants her babies to fly the coup, and yes, I totally understand how dysfunctional and unhealthy that is. Senior year is just a great big emotional roller coaster. Full of peacock proud moments and teary eyes. Next summer is our last summer together as a whole family before they begin the journey off  whatever path life takes them on.

Sure I know they will come back and visit but that is the key word. It is just a “visit.”  They won’t live here anymore. I totally get that, that is the goal. God only loaned us our cherubs. We are their stewards. Our job is to raise independent, God loving, gospel sharing adults. If we have done that then we have fulfilled our commitment and God’s purpose for letting us have these amazing humans for the past eighteen or so years.

So sayonara summer. Hello fall. Lots of exciting moments to experience this year. Forward progress mommas.

Psalm 127:3-5 Behold, children are a heritage from the Lord, the fruit of the womb a reward. Like arrows in the hand of a warrior are the children of one’s youth. Blessed is the man who fills his quiver with them! He shall not be put to shame when he speaks with his enemies in the gate.

 

 

 

For the Love….. I am so tired of hearing myself complain

8263543900_d3bc61849e_bAs many of you know I use my walks  to spend QT with God. I go technology free and trudge up those hills. I try to pray and talk to God the entire time (albeit my mind wanders to my shopping lists, to do lists etc.) but I reign it back to prayer. I have this visual of Jesus and me walking around hand in hand or sometimes he has his arm around me.

It is by far the most centering time of my week.

Well last week during my QT with God  I was very frustrated with where I am in my faith walk. I was frustrated by what a crappy wife and cranky mom I have been lately, I was frustrated that I pray for opportunities to serve and when they turn messy I get exasperated and burnt out. I was frustrated by our finances, our car… you  name it.

I basically spent my entire walk complaining and moaning. I even went as far as to complain that I was complaining.

Poor God, If I get tired of hearing me, He must really get tired of me. I picture Him deep sighing and then settling in for our hour walk.

 

I am not a patient person. I want to be Godly now. I want to walk around exuding this light that points people to God. I want to serve selflessly and never get tired or overwhelmed. I want to speak with only kindness and understanding. I want to spew pearls of wisdom from my mouth that point people to God. I want to happily turn the other check 70 times instead of begrudgingly turning it once. I want to appreciate my lame car and all my blessings instead of not being satisfied with the abundance I surrounded by.

During my spiral I had this little quiet thought pop in my head. “Look how far you have come” “You just have to be better today than you were yesterday”

It was such a relief.

I took a deep breath.

It was nice perspective. Thanks God

It is a manageable goal.  Each day I just need to try to be better than yesterday. When I see my own cherubs trying to be better there is nothing that gives me greater joy. I feel like that is how God must feel when he sees us really trying. Even if we falter, as long as we pick ourselves up and power forward.

2 Corinthians 12:9-10  But he said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.” Therefore I will boast all the more gladly of my weaknesses, so that the power of Christ may rest upon me. For the sake of Christ, then, I am content with weaknesses, insults, hardships, persecutions, and calamities. For when I am weak, then I am strong.

Satan is a Turd

downloadWhen I was a newer Christian and my more mature Christian friends spoke about the devil or the enemy it used to totally freak me out.

Honestly I thought the people who talked about being vigilant because the enemy is just waiting like a lion to attack were pretty scary religious zealots.

As the years have passed and I have seen more and more inexplicable things happen I totally get it now. The enemy is real and he is clever, patient, manipulative, and very strategic.

All the times that life kind of blows up in my face and I sit there wondering “What the heck just happened” are examples of the enemy prowling and seeking someone to devour. They are attacks strategically set to undermine the strength of a family and faith.

I don’t know about you but when things are going great and I feel blissfully happy all of a sudden a rug is pulled out.

We are getting along great and then a random lame argument.

The cherubs are making us proud and then one of them goes to a party and has a few drinks

Or we have a few extra dollars and bammmm a giant dental expense.

We are then left shell shocked because things were going so great. Sure they are all just the normal things that happen in life. But they quite a departure from our happy space of 20 minutes ago.

These bumps in the road are not the issue.

They are just the tools the devil uses to derail us.

It just recently happened to us. Mr Incredible and I just got back from a romantic full week away with no cherubs. We snuggled as we read the paper and had coffee in bed.  We dined in little quaint restaurants and wandered the streets hand in hand. It was ideal. We talked about how blessed we were to be married 20 years and still be so in love. How great the cherubs were…. blah blah blah.

We arrive home and just about the moment we get our bags reality was there to slap us upside the head.

Nothing huge, just the speed bumps I was talking about;

But all of sudden Mr Incredible and I have a a difference of opinion and that led to one of the most strained times we have had in many years.

The seed of bitterness took root in both of our hearts quickly. We went from being crazy in love to a yucky yucky place in the matter of a couple of days.

It got me thinking. Why does this happen so often? How are so easily led astray?

Well here is my theory;

Scripture describes this adversary as a thief who is bent on robbing, killing and destroying.

The enemy hates when we are strong and united. There is no greater threat to him than a family strong in faith. What better way to stop spreading the gospel than to let bitterness and anger creep in and slowly eat away at the family institution God commanded.

“If a house is divided against itself, that house cannot stand.” Mark 3:25

So the enemy swoops in and subtly chips away at that foundation. He knows where you are weak. He is the one who gave you your baggage so he knows exactly when to unpack it so it does the most damage.

Or how can someone enter a strong man’s house and plunder his goods, unless he first binds the strong man? Then indeed he may plunder his house. Matthew 12:29

When we take our blessing for granted, when things are good and we forget to pray, give thanks, read our bible, we hand the binds to Satan and allow him to plunder our house.

I am not saying to be wary of good times but we need to vigilant during good times. Be aware that Satan is waiting to destroy our families in his sneaky terrible way. Exploiting our weaknesses and using them for his amusement.

Well I say screw the devil. The only authority he has over us  is that which we give him. We have God on our side. We simply need to stay connected to Jesus and turn to him as often in times of peaces as we do in times of strife.

You, dear children, are from God and have overcome them, because the one who is in you is greater than the one who is in the world. 1 John 4:4  

 

Talking to Your Kids About Sex…what worked for us

sex_talkDuring our 17+ years of parenting we have come up with an ever growing looonggg list of things we wish we had done differently.

We also have a much shorter list of things we think we did pretty well.

One of those things on our short list is how we approached talking about sex and puberty.

All of our babies (now 17, 17, 15 and 11) have been pretty comfortable chatting with us about most anything from where do babies come from to condoms to other more intimate things.

It is not like they come home and share it at the dinner table but it will be a subtle comment like, “I told such and such that I loved her today” or “Mom, I had my first kiss last night” (usually when just the two of us are driving somewhere so there is no direct eye contact.) This will lead to a larger conversation where you can ask your child to weigh in with their opinion or ask them if they have questions about specifics. One of my favorite lines was from my, then 13 year old, who had his first kiss. He proceeded to ask me if he was supposed to launch into french kissing the next time he saw this girl. I am grateful we could discuss that question instead of him thinking he needed to shove his tongue down a 13 year old girl’s throat.

We started the dialogue about sex as soon as they asked the first “kind of sex” question. Our rule is you can ask anything you want  and we will answer you honestly as long as it is not personal. So they can ask,” What happens when a man and woman have sex”? but not “How many times a week do you and daddy have sex”?  We try to give them age appropriate straight forward answers with just the information they were requesting. If they asked where babies come from we would give an explanation like, “a baby grows inside the mother and that at the right time he or she comes into the world through the mother’s vagina.”  They then scream ewww gross and wouldn’t ask anything for a few months. But the key is that they do continue to ask.

As they got older and more curious they would want more detail and we would elaborate with just the facts.

We also attend Lovefest every year. Lovefest is an amazing program put on by Our Savior Lutheran in Arcadia, CA. It consist of a variety of different topics (cyber bullying, masturbation, healthy body image etc.) You and your child attend certain forums together and then you go your own way and pick the symposiums that interest you.  The beauty of this event is that it throws the doors wide open about any subject. Each presenter tackles the subject openly, many with humor, and more importantly with God’s design and plan for your sexuality.

Our rides home from Lovefest would be full of questions and discussions. It helps instill the fact that sex is a positive, beautiful gift from God, provided you participate in it according to God’s design.

Now that they have serious girlfriends the decisions they make carry much more significant ramifications. We are grateful that sex is not a taboo subject, that they are not learning from their peers. We feel like we have equipped them to make respectful and sound choices.

You don’t have to have a Lovefest in order to have an open dialogue about sex. We didn’t make it a  big one time birds and bees discussion. It is just something we always talked about.

If that makes you nervous start small. If they are little just ask them what they know about sex? What have they heard? You may be shocked what they already know or think they know.

We always felt that giving a child facts about reproduction and puberty, including details about intercourse, does not rob him of innocence. Innocence is a function of attitude, not information. A school-age child who understands the specifics of sex, while seeing it as an act that, in the proper context, both expresses love and begins new life, retains his innocence.

Genesis 1:28 Then God blessed them and said, “Be fruitful and multiply.

Matthew 19:5  ‘For this reason a man will leave his father and mother and be united to his wife, and the two will become one flesh’

 

Is Marriage What You Thought It Would Be?

1525362_754230801271844_1053880033_nToday we celebrate our 20th wedding anniversary. On our wedding day 20 years seemed so far away but we blinked and we have arrived.

Of course we arrived over a longgggg bumpy road. Sometimes the trip was lovely and sometimes it was not. We have been blessed with many magnificent moments. We have also been blessed with a fair share of yucky ones.

If you have a few years of marriage under your belt the realization that it is not the fairy tale you dreamed has probably slapped you upside the head a few times.

Our culture portrays this illusion of how marriage should be.When we grow up we have this kind of warped perception . We think we can fill the void in each other.

We all saw Jerry Macguire. The “You complete me” line made us swoon. That line, among many other things, set an unobtainable bar.

I don’t know about you, but we went into marriage expecting the other person to make us happy.

When we fell short we felt cheated.

We started to blame the other person for our discontent.

I am sure our marriage story is like most. There was lots of finger pointing, feeling victimized, feeling like we are the ones who did the most, plus a thousand other small petty grievances. All of these perceived slights led to lots of disappointment and ugliness.

We were expecting the other person to do what God wants to do for us. How much pressure is that? How could we not flounder? Everyone comes into marriage flawed and with some type of baggage. The other person is not there to fix us. Sure they can help us unpack some of that baggage, but the fixing is ultimatly between us and God

After quite a bit of time in marriage counseling, going to bible studies and being surrounded by a great cloud of witnesses, we finally realized the only way to be complete was to rely on Jesus. It took a ton of pressure off.

Our marriage isn’t what I dreamt it would be, it is so much more. What started off as selfish and self serving has turned into a partnership led by Christ. We have learned to serve one another. One of the best pieces of advice I have ever heard was this;

Every morning when you wake up ask God how you can serve your spouse instead of going into the day wondering what our spouse can do to make our life better.

Just changing that mindset can change a marriage. Marriage isn’t meant to be self focused it is meant to be selfless.

So cheers to 20 years with Mr. Incredible. I have been blessed with an amazing husband and father. We walk hand in hand down a much less bumpy path, content to know that Jesus has our back. After all He is for us.

If we have come this far in 20 years I can only imagine what I will write about in another 20 years.

Here is a fun tidbit. As my littlest cherub watches me finish this up she noticed that the verse I chose happens to be the same as our anniversary date. Coincidence? I think not.It is more like a little hug from God!

Ephesians 5:22-33

Wives, understand and support your husbands in ways that show your support for Christ. The husband provides leadership to his wife the way Christ does to his church, not by domineering but by cherishing. So just as the church submits to Christ as he exercises such leadership, wives should likewise submit to their husbands.

 Husbands, go all out in your love for your wives, exactly as Christ did for the church—a love marked by giving, not getting. Christ’s love makes the church whole. His words evoke her beauty. Everything he does and says is designed to bring the best out of her, dressing her in dazzling white silk, radiant with holiness. And that is how husbands ought to love their wives. They’re really doing themselves a favor—since they’re already “one” in marriage.

No one abuses his own body, does he? No, he feeds and pampers it. That’s how Christ treats us, the church, since we are part of his body. And this is why a man leaves father and mother and cherishes his wife. No longer two, they become “one flesh.” This is a huge mystery, and I don’t pretend to understand it all. What is clearest to me is the way Christ treats the church. And this provides a good picture of how each husband is to treat his wife, loving himself in loving her, and how each wife is to honor her husband.

Bestowing Grace (sometimes)

BLOG-Frightened-ChildI always “joke” that I am taking humbleness and patience off my prayer list because when I pray for these things God gives me the opportunity to practice them….a lot. Honestly I am humbled within the first 1 minute of my Pilates class on a weekly basis.

But last week I heard this great tid-bit from a Focus on the Family pod cast about  viewing each challenging situation as an opportunity to practice grace.

I have added this to my prayer list every morning.

Needless to say an opportunity to practice this new skill presents itself within 3 minutes after I am awake. Two of my four cherubs always wake up crabby. There is grumbling and complaining daily. Every once in a while a tragedy i.e. we are out of toaster waffles, causes a complete rapid spiral. When this happens grace is not a word I would use to describe how I handle the hysteria that has taken over our house.

But with my new attitude I am praying through it. “God please allow me to practice grace in every circumstance, even this one. Thank you for this opportunity to practice bestowing your grace”

I am not saying it works every time. In fact it is currently only working about 20% of the time, but I figure that is 20% better than I was last week. And the times that it does work are actually pretty glorious. Once things have settled I am so glad to have kept my cool and more importantly my family is responding so positively to me not freaking out.

Give it a whirl mommas. I promise you will be pleased with the outcome. I don’t think anyone ever regrets not loosing their temper.

2 Timothy 2:1 You then, my child, be strengthened by the grace that is in Christ Jesus,

2 Timothy 4:22 The Lord be with your spirit. Grace be with you.

PRAYER FOR YOUR CHILD’S FUTURE SPOUSE

Hey Mommas,

I know many of you are not active on Facebook so I wanted to share these prayers here too. These are taken from www.timewarpwife.com. I love her site. She is so spot on with her prayers. There is one for the girl who will marry your son and the one for the boy who will marry your daughter.

I encourage you to pray for this out loud with your child. xoxoxo

Open Letter to the Girl Who Will Marry My Son

To the Girl Who Will Marry My Son,

I prayed for you today, and as I did, I got to wondering who you are. I wondered how and when you’ll capture the heart of my son. I wondered if we’ll be good friends.

I asked God to keep you safe in His hands. I asked Him to keep your heart and mind as you’re growing in grace.

My hope is that you are well cared for. I pray for those who are raising you. May God grant them with wisdom and understanding.

You are a treasure, created with purpose, knit together in wisdom, and loved by an almighty God. Don’t underestimate that worth.

Don’t judge yourself by a number on the scale, don’t measure your self according the perfection of Hollywood.

Your purity is of great value. Fiercely protect it. Don’t be deceived by those who blur the lines between lust and love, and pressure you into believing a lie. Love waits. When a man truly loves a woman he treats her with honor. He is willing to protect her purity, until the day they are wed.

A woman of virtue is of great value. And what is virtue? It’s doing the hard things because you know they are good. It’s making the right choice, when the going get’s tough. It’s choosing God’s will in lieu of your own.

Seek Him with all of your heart. Dig into His Word, and when you’re feeling discouraged dig deeper yet. Train yourself as a mighty warrior, knowing that one day you will stand in the gap for your children. One day you will ride beside your husband in battle fighting for all that is good. Be strong.

While you’re doing your part, I’m doing mine.

I’m training a young man to love you as Christ loved the church and gave himself for it.

I’m raising a boy who understands that great leaders are first and foremost servants of men.

I’m teaching my son what it means to honor and respect a young lady.

And by example, we’re leading the way.

Darlene Schacht
The Time-Warp Wife

To the Boy Who Will Marry My Daughter

To the boy who will marry my daughter,

I prayed for you today as I do every day. I wondered what marvelous things God has in store for your life. I wondered what you might look like, and who you might be. I wondered when and how our paths may cross one another.

As my own children have grown in my womb, so you continue to grow in my heart.

I pray that you are cared for and loved by those who are taking the time to teach you what it means to be a young man. I ask that God grants them with wisdom and strength as they lead by example.

My hope is that you are seeking God’s will in your life, for I know that a man who loves God with all of his heart will love my daughter with all of his strength.

Stand strong in the face of temptation. Guard your mind from the lure of seduction. We live in a world that offers a front seat to sexual sin. Blurring the lines between lust and love, it deceives the heart. I stand in the gap praying that God will sustain you, and give you strength until the day you have taken your bride.

Gentleness is a sign of great strength–humility a symbol of courage and stability, don’t be deceived by those who deem them as weak.

As fresh fallen snow, so is the future before you. A canvas soon to be painted by footsteps. Choose wisely. Have fun. Work hard. Don’t sweat the big stuff. Trust God with your future and allow its unfolding in His perfect time.

I pray that you hunger for the Word of God, for great leaders are those who are led by wisdom and truth.

When you experience days that bring you down to your knees, rejoice. Be exceedingly glad. Our Father is shaping and molding you into the man He designed you to be.

While you’re doing your part, I’m doing mine.

I’m raising a daughter who understands the value of purity, patience, and truth.

I’m training a girl to be a woman of virtue and strength.

I’m teaching her that inner beauty is of great value, and that outer beauty doesn’t have to conform.

We’re showing her what a committed relationship looks like as we lead by example.

And wouldn’t you know it… she’s also praying for you.

May God keep you safe in His arms as you’re growing in grace.

You are loved by an almighty God,

Darlene Schacht
The Time-Warp Wife

 

 

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