Building, not tearing down...

I've been challenged to think, even throughout the day, of how what I am saying and how I am saying it contributes to building up my home, not tearing it down.

I know how as a wife and mother, I can set the tone for how everyone feels and acts in the home. My mood can make people walk around on egg shells, and make my family think they are responsible for keeping me happy, or I can try to take a deep breath, pray and then respond to what is going on in my home.

I feel the need to wake up each morning and ask that God will work through me, reminding me that I am not just a mother, not just a wife, but I am, in His strength, to be an example of the love and grace of Jesus to my family.

This isn't easy, and that is why I do it in God's strength, not my own.
Of course, I don't do it perfectly, but that means having the humility to admit where I am in the wrong, to apologise, and to be thankful everyday for the grace that God has first shown me.

It is often in the small things, the seemingly unimportant moments of life, where we can have the biggest impact on our family.

It is my prayer that I show God's love to my husband and children, and that I can be Jesus with skin on to them.

May I never lose the wonder of the cross...

With Good Friday only a couple of days away, I've been thinking about what it means to me. Realising how Jesus died for all mankind - and that that means He died for me.
I struggle to grasp it.
I wonder why?!
Such love.
Such grace.
And my mind, in its humanness, cannot understand.
Yet I want it to always be this way...

May I never lose the wonder, the wonder of the cross
May I see it like the first time, standing as a sinner lost
Undone by mercy and left speechless
Watching wide-eyed at the cost
May I never lose the wonder, the wonder of the cross

Where God Leads

For a long time, I have been travelling along in my journey with God, feeling confusion and wondering what God's purpose for me is.

I have felt a stirring within, that God wants more, and for a long time I thought He wanted me to do more.

But later I have realised He wants more of me. Of my time with Him, of my desire for Him to be number one in my life.

As a wife and mother, I often feel like I am really busy, but I haven't always felt that my busyness was important work, or that it was doing anything for the Kingdom of God. I felt my work was temporary, until my children grew up.

I have had a realisation of the true importance, and the counter-cultural calling of a Christian wife and mother. To be called home, for me, is to realise that I don't need there to be something else more important that I do so I feel I am serving God.

Home is my number one calling, and it is where my heart needs to be.

God has lead my heart to where it needs to be, and I commit myself to fully being where I am, instead of following the world's call that I need to be more than a mother, more than a wife.

I have begun this blog to share the things I am learning, and I pray I am a blessing to others.

Please join me on my journey...