The journey
is marked by victories and failures
It is the
sweetest victory I have ever known
The failures
. . . the most heart wrenching
I am tempted
to stop
To despair at
my failures
To wish I
could start again
Knowing then
what I know now
Why is there
no “practice child” in this journey of life?
No way to
learn without failure
No way to succeed
without dying to myself
I stop in my
rush and impatient pride
And actually
listen to what I sound like
I cringe
I’d never
talk to anyone else that way
Why my kids?
Because they
are children and will take it?
They won’t
tell anyone and it won’t affect my reputation
What soul
sickness!
I hate the
facts
The facts of
sin in my life
And so
tomorrow will begin as today has begun
My flesh will
want more
More “shut
eye” time
More “me”
time
But my spirit
knows better
I know that
the best way to live is to die
To die to “me”
and live for those around me
And so I
begin again
With a
prayer for help. Wisdom. Emotional energy.
A desire
that my children will see and understand who God is
A desire
that my children will want my Savior
because life with Mama is good and it’s
good because of Jesus and His Word.
Eternity
will tell.
These
precious souls hang in the balance.
Lord, help
me to die.
Photos from our family beach trip last month. Such good times!
3 comments:
We had such a nice time with your family at the beach. Thanks for wanting to be with us and share your lives with us. As for dying to yourself, take one day at a time or better yet one moment at a time. You ARE doing well with your children and you DO represent the Savior to them in a very beautiful way. Keep on keeping on. These days will soon be gone and you may find yourself longing for them again.
Carry on to be a source of inspiration to others.
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wonderful pictures!
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