It's been one of those days. I had a rather frustrating day at work. Then I run to get the kids from a friend who graciously watched them while Adam had a meeting in Claremont. While I was feeding one, Avery decided to show his muscle by throwing a baseball over the fence which hit the nearby window. After dealing with a hysteric child who did not want to face his issue we went to the apartments to give our information and see what we need to do. Then we head to Target to get diapers because we had none. Home by 5 to cook dinner and then here I am ready for kids to be in bed and the magic fairy to clean up dinner, do the laundry and straighten the once clean house. I know many of you have had one of those days. I grab a Dr. Pepper and my Bible and turn to James. Here is what I read "Consider it pure joy, my brothers, whenever you face trials of many kinds, because you know that the testing of your faith develops perseverance. Perseverance must finish its work so that you may be mature and complete, not lacking anything."
Ok, so, before I could finish the blog, I was on the phone w/ my dad and I was away from the computer and my Bible...only to find out that Asher (whom Aiden has nicknamed so appropriately, Basher) had destroyed (i.e. eaten) several pages...Adam tells me there is a prophetic act--an OT (Elisha or Ezekiel) and a NT (Rev) reference-- to eating the scrolls (i.e. Scriptures), literally.
Back to the point. I know my trials are not horrible nor are they even a little bad. They are minor, but they are still my trials in which God is teaching me how to persevere because He desires me to be more mature.
Thank you Jesus for loving me enough to want me to grow in my faith in you. I wish that the hard things would go away, yet I know that they are what keep me glued to you. Help me to see that I am completely and utterly dependent on you. Help me to see the big picture and know that in reality my life is a dream. There are so many others who face far greater battles each day and here I am complaining about mine. Yet you still love me no matter what I do or say. What a peace to know I have nothing to offer and you require nothing more than myself. Amen.
Ok, so, before I could finish the blog, I was on the phone w/ my dad and I was away from the computer and my Bible...only to find out that Asher (whom Aiden has nicknamed so appropriately, Basher) had destroyed (i.e. eaten) several pages...Adam tells me there is a prophetic act--an OT (Elisha or Ezekiel) and a NT (Rev) reference-- to eating the scrolls (i.e. Scriptures), literally.
Back to the point. I know my trials are not horrible nor are they even a little bad. They are minor, but they are still my trials in which God is teaching me how to persevere because He desires me to be more mature.
Thank you Jesus for loving me enough to want me to grow in my faith in you. I wish that the hard things would go away, yet I know that they are what keep me glued to you. Help me to see that I am completely and utterly dependent on you. Help me to see the big picture and know that in reality my life is a dream. There are so many others who face far greater battles each day and here I am complaining about mine. Yet you still love me no matter what I do or say. What a peace to know I have nothing to offer and you require nothing more than myself. Amen.
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I know how frustrating those kinds of days can be. Vacation is coming soon...at least you will get a little bit of a break from the job you get paid for...then you will only have to worry about your other full time job...a mom of three boys full of life...Merry Christmas.
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