I hate to admit it, but lately I have been somewhat of an emotional roller coaster....my poor husband can vouch for me. It has been really hard having him gone so much, especially at night, and I have been crying at the drop of a hat (almost literally). Today, in one of my 4-year-old moments, Daniel looked rather lost for words. I honestly hate it because it's almost like something takes over me and I just CAN'T get over how I feel (Sin warring against my members....Paul talks about it in Romans. A daily battle!) He has learned that sometimes I just need him to hold me while I cry all over his shirt, and he very graciously allows me to do so...what a good man :)
Anyway, after he left for work I decided that it was time to be productive for the kingdom and not keep moping around all day long. I got dressed and headed out to visit my new friend Jen, the one with the four kids who I mentioned in my second post from last week. What a blessed time it was! The Lord really answered my prayers with her, and we were able to talk about a lot of things....from mommy issues (yet to really experience these!) to wife issues to, most importantly, spiritual issues. I really sense in her a hunger to grow and learn from the Word. Oh, how I pray that this little seed will blossom. Please pray for her and her family too!
The Lord gave me such joy from obeying Him. It is so true that our joy and peace overflow when we obey Christ by loving Him and loving others (the fruit of the SPIRIT is love, joy, peace....) Last night Pastor Jonathan preached on love and joy from this beautiful list, and I was convicted and stirred up to cultivate these fruits. What a Gracious Lord....He is already doing so in me, even with my tiny, tiny baby steps.
When I got home, our neighbor Wynell came over and we (he, Daniel, and I) talked more about what it looks like to follow Jesus wholeheartedly. We were reading from Romans 6, that we as Christians are dead to sin and alive to Christ and from I Corinthians 15, that death has lost its sting because it is swallowed up in Christ's victory....oh Father, may THIS be my joy, my firm foundation, my only hope.
May we run HARD after Him....even if it sometimes looks like baby steps. And may we overcome our flesh and walk in victory and newness of life...
Blessings, dear friends....and as the French say, bon week-end! :)
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