We can all be thankful for THIS…

There’s one thing you can be thankful for tomorrow. One thing you can jot down in your journal. Or mention at family dinner.

And it’s not what you expect.

Sometimes I go to bed at night thinking about how many times I failed during the day. Counting the number of moments I raised my voice. Regretting the minutes I spent on routine instead of relationship.

Shocked faces and broken tears because of Mom’s sin can leave scars too deep to forget.

You know what I’m thankful for as 2018 starts its conclusion?

…We all mess up…

Every stinkin’ one of us.

You get frustrated with your kids. You rush them to bed. You say things you regret. I know you do because I do too.

And we’ll both do it on Thanksgiving. The family time will feel long. And our patience will prove short.

Today, on Thanksgiving Eve, let’s embrace this truth…We will mess up because we’re all really big messes. We’re image bearers of God trapped in a body of sin. And the battle will overtake us.

But for grace.

The shock of my sin fuels the shock of His grace and fills my heart with overwhelming Thanksgiving.

Tomorrow let’s be thankful. God sees our messes as a chance for overwhelming grace.

For while we were still weak, at the right time Christ died for the ungodly. For one will scarcely die for a righteous person—though perhaps for a good person one would dare even to die— but God shows his love for us in that while we were still sinners, Christ died for us. ” (Romans 5:6-8) 

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Hmm…it couldn’t possibly be me behind that locked door??

 

 

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New houses make for big messes!

He threw a wooden bullet across the room and put a dime-size dent in their wall. The windows are covered with little handprints. I can see smudges of dirt already in the carpet. We’ve been in this home for less than a month.

I looked around this morning and said out loud, “My life is a mess.” But it’s not. Not when I really think about it.

A messy house doesn’t have to mean a messy life. A busy day doesn’t have to mean a busy heart.

I can be at peace, deep inside, even when there is craziness on the outside. He can give me that, and we can live in peace.

Circumstances effect all of us. Lots of days I’m drinking Diet Pepsi and eating chocolate to make it through the 3-5 slump. But that doesn’t mean everything has gone bad. It doesn’t mean my life is spiraling crazy, and I’m truly going to lose my mind.

God is so faithful. He is always, only loving me. He loves these messy kids more than I do. He knows I love order, and calmness, and all things quiet.

But He’s also refining me. He’s using the messes to sanctify me and teach me total trust. It’s simple but profound.

Ahh…breathe deeply. Today is not an accident.

“Listen to me, O house of Jacob, all the remnant of the house of Israel, who have been borne by me from before your birth, carried from the womb; even to your old age I am he, and to the gray hairs I will carry you. I have made, and I will bear; I will carry and will save.” (Isaiah 46:3,4)

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