fears. insecurities. doubts.
Because I have young boys, my mind is constantly thinking of ways to be "better" for them. Better at being a mom. Better at being patient. Better at being the example of Christ that they desperately need. Most days I'm downright crummy at it. Those are the days when I'm trying too hard, and not letting God be my words. My thoughts. My actions. Satan wants me to believe that I'm not good enough... its a lie.
Do you realize, fellow Mommies, that with God's help and guidance, we are shaping and forming the next generation? That our kids futures, are also our future? Ive been stewing on this all day. What a humbling and powerful thought. I am constantly being reminded that my words and my actions are important. Its basic physics, "...for every action, there is a reaction..."
Every time I speak to my son harshly, or overreact, lash out irrationally, I am having a lasting effect on him. And, as a matter of fact, an instant effect. I can see it in his eyes. I hurt him.
Oh, how many times yesterday did I tell E "I am sorry i yelled at you. You know yelling isn't nice, and it was wrong for mommy to do that. I am sorry. Will you forgive me?" Im thankful that he does. and without hesitation.
Today is a new day. Time to put on our armor. Going into battle without armor is dangerous. Don't do it.
Pastor John suggested to write down a verse and put it in my pocket. He said to take it out throughout the day and read it repeatedly until its memorized. I decided to simplify that idea. I need more armor.
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