I have a close friend, Crystal, who strives to keep her home clean. I often wish I had it as together as she does. Her home is in a central location for a few of us to meet up for gatherings and play dates, during which she can often be heard proclaiming, “HAND CHECK!” at which point all of the kids line up and she inspects their hands for cleanliness. When done, she helps the messy hands get cleaned up and sends them all back to playing. We often tease her for it, but in reality, it is a genius idea.
From time to time we have things on our hands that we are not so proud of. Things that shouldn’t be there. Other times, everything on our hands are good things to have, but something is missing.
As moms, we are all guilty of this. We get so busy with the kids that we compromise, allowing things in our lives that shouldn’t be there. We also take short cuts, not doing exactly what God tells us to do. Ask yourself, and examine your hands: Do you need to wash them? Do you need to put something on them? Good hand care is important! Spending time in the word, giving attention to our husbands and children as we should, and making sure to pray and thank God for his many blessings are just a few.
It NEVER fails. Every time I set my mind to focus on God, whether it be to pray or read my Bible or worship, my mind decides to have a mind of it’s own.
ME: Lord, I thank You for this day. Please guide me and direct–(Remember what happened at church yesterday? Sis. So-n-so gave you a dirty look as you were walking in the door.)–Forgive me, Lord. Please help me to stay focused on You and Your prese–(She’s probably the one that spread those rumors about you a couple of months ago.)–Oh, Jesus, I’m sorry. I’m trying to focus. Why is this so hard? Where did these thoughts even come from? I thought I was over that. Geez. Okay, God. Back to where we were. I was wanting to enter Your presence and hear from You and–(I bet you anything she’s the one who told Sis. Hootentooter that you were doing this and that last week). OKAY, ENOUGH! God, I give You complete control over my thoughts and my mind! Take over, Lord! PLEASE!!
It NEVER fails. Any time I try to have a conversation with God, thoughts creep in. Any time I’m listening to my worship music and try to enter into His presence, thoughts creep in. Any time I sit down to read His word, my mind goes crazy. My two little girls aren’t even as big of a distraction to me as my mind!
I really shouldn’t wait so long to get the point where I’ve had enough. I should start binding every hindrance and distraction the devil tries to hit me with in the name of Jesus as soon as I begin to pray. I should start walking in the authority and power God gave me in His word and telling the enemy that he has no place any where around me because I am a child of the Most High God! I should give my thoughts and mind over to God as soon as my eyelids pop open every morning.
We have to press through the mess and circumstances and refuse to give up on having a relationship with God. We have to be determined to walk in His presence daily, even when our mind wants to have a mind of it’s own. Next time you feel detached and distracted during prayer time, don’t give in to defeat. Take authority and and allow God to take control.
I’m a firm believer that as women (and men) of God, we should live in His word. The Bible is a book full of wonderful scriptures that we can apply to every situation. I just felt led to share with you a few of the scriptures that I apply to my life daily and encourage you to apply them to your own lives, as well.
I begin each morning by thanking God for waking me up and blessing me with another day of life. I declare that
“This is the day the Lord has made; I will rejoice and be glad in it.”- Psalm 118:24 (personalized).
Next, I thank God for Psalm 68:19,
“Blessed be the Lord who daily loads us with benefits, the God of our salvation! Selah” and receive what ever benefits He has chosen for me today.
Then I have to check myself…
“Set a guard, O Lord, over my mouth; Keep watch over the door of my lips.”-Psalm 141:3,
“Whoever guards his mouth and tongue keeps his soul from troubles.”-Proverbs 21:23.
After that, I have to remind myself that no matter how the situation may seem, I do not wrestle flesh and blood.
“For we do not wrestle flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this age, against spiritual hosts of wickedness in the heavenly places.”-Ephesians 6:12
When I send my daughter to school or my husband off to work, I remember to pray over my family,
“The Lord bless you and keep you; the Lord make His face shine upon you, and be gracious to you; the Lord lift up His countenance upon you, and give you peace.”- Numbers 6:24-26
As I lay down to sleep each night, I declare that
“I will both lie down in peace, and sleep; For You alone, O Lord, make me dwell in safety.”- Psalm 4:8
and I know that
“When I lie down, I will not be afraid; Yes, I will lie down and my sleep will be sweet.”- Proverbs 3:24 (personalized).
I also think back on the entire chapter of Psalm 91, because I know that my God will always protect me and my family.
This is just a daily guide that I personally go by and these few scriptures don’t cover the half of it. God’s word is full of promises, wisdom, guidance, etc that will help us and show us that in God, there is always a way. Even when it doesn’t seem like it. I hope you find these helpful in your own everyday walk with the Lord.
Okay, I know we are all guilty of this. Sure, there are mothers out there who are not. However, the simple fact that you are reading this post right now tells me you don’t fit into that small lump of women. What am I talking about?
Putting yourself last.
For some of you, it may just be a few areas in your life. For me, it’s ALL areas. My laundry is done last, my doctor’s appointments are put off and then cancelled, my preferences take a back seat to that of my family’s, and my kids are always dressed cute while my husband is looking handsome and I look like some hobo clown that broke in and photo bombed the family photo.
A few weeks ago I decided something needed to change. I told my husband that for my birthday next month I wanted to get my hair cut. Nothing special, just cut. “No problem!” he replied! But the biggest dilemma was that I desperately needed clothes. I’ve had 3 babies in less than 3 1/2 years. As a result I’ve put on weight and my structure has changed. (We’ll leave it at that, sounds nicer.) To say “I need a few things” is an understatement.
Last week I prayed two separate times for new clothes. Just twice. I didn’t mention my prayers to anyone, though I’m sure my need was obvious to those who looked upon me. I figured all I really needed was 2 or 3 outfits to rotate when I need to leave the house looking decently. We’re talking bare necessities here. I decided I would save up some pennies and either hit up some yard sales or visit a few thrift stores next month. In the mean time, I stopped praying. I thought of all of those in worse situations and felt as though I was being ungrateful. I would just make do with what I had.
Then yesterday I received a call from one of my closest friends, Crystal. Her parents own a dry cleaning business and was visiting them at their store. She wanted to know what size clothing I wear. I couldn’t imagine why, and while I did NOT want to admit to my skinny mini friend what my large size was, I answered the question. She then went on to tell me that a customer had recently lost a great deal of weight and asked her Dad to find someone that could use the clothes. To say I was shocked and excited is an understatement. Today I went through the clothes. All name brands. Really nice things, for all seasons. We’re not talking about a few things, we’re talking about an entire wardrobe. Most amazing thing of all? Each item fits perfectly. Nothing too big or too small.
My God Provides!!!
It is the everyday miracles like this that prove that God loves his children. The need for clothing, having children all nap at once so Mom can pray, the weather being just right so the family can get out and go for a walk, talking to the right representative on an important call, the kids getting along, the wrinkles on a baby’s foot, being treated to a nice dinner, and so many other ways. Now don’t get me wrong: terminal illnesses being healed and such are proof also. But the fact that God knew the need even though it wasn’t necessarily needed to survive and fulfilled the prayer speaks volumes. He loves me so much that he didn’t want me to be embarrassed when I leave the house. He knew that I needed just a smidgen of attention to refresh my appearance so that I could better care for my family.
If God cares so much about our everyday problems to perform everyday miracles, imagine what else he can do? Instead of looking at the big problems in your life, look at the little miracles. The everyday works that God does for you. Never forget to say “thank you”, and have faith. He’s not done with us yet!
For the past few months, I’ve decided that in accepting the will of God, I need for my will to be HIS will, not for His will to be MY will. Make sense? I have desires deep in the depths of my heart and soul, and I know that God knows all about my innermost being. In fact, I believe that most of those desires He placed there Himself. But I’ve come to realize that no matter how bad I want something, everything has to fall in place with what He wants. If it’s not His will, it is in vain.
I believe that along with the will of God comes a time, a season, a purpose. God’s will comes with God’s terms and too many times I find myself trying to work according to my own terms and conditions, attempting to rush God. And too many times I also find that this doesn’t work. Finally I came to a place of realization…a place I believe God brought me to in order for me to understand His will and way. I’m allowed to go anywhere and everywhere He wants to take me, however, there are things/people/thoughts/mindsets from this life and level that I am not allowed to take with me. For a long time, I’ve tried to go from one level to the next, dragging junk along, only to be stuck somewhere God hasn’t intended for me to stay. There’s no way I’ll be allowed to go through the door of a new level carrying something that is unacceptable to the will He has for me. If I would just be willing to let it go and leave it behind, He’ll call me in and continue to take me even higher.
One Sunday morning during worship service, I said to the Lord, “Okay God, take me higher with You. I know there are things I can’t take with me. Please give me the wisdom to know what I cannot take and the strength to leave it behind.”
That was hard enough on it’s own, but then a few weeks later, I had to deal with the issue of pain. Another realization that I had to receive, whether I wanted to or not…when it comes to God’s will, I still have to accept it, even when it hurts. And boy, does it hurt sometimes. Seeing others allowed to do what MY heart desires to do, but I’m not allowed because it’s not my time yet; and not just that, but also with things that occur in my daily life. For the past month or so, I keep having to remind myself, “I must accept God’s will, even when it hurts.”
Today as I was in prayer, God Himself reminded me of this, yet again. “Child, I know it hurts, but even my own son had to accept my will, knowing it would hurt.” Ouch. Jesus prayed twice within the few scriptures of Matthew 26:36-46 that if it would be possible, let the cup pass from Him, but nevertheless, “not as I will, but as YOU will.”
God’s will will not always hurt, and He doesn’t want us to always feel hurt; but we do have to sacrifice and surrender our own timing, terms and conditions to completely walk in all that He has called us to. And let me be the first to say, these words are hard to swallow! Yet in the end, the reward is more than worth it.
Thank you for holding!
I just want to take a moment to mention how thankful I am that God does not answer our prayers in the order which they were received, but in his time.
Further more, I’m glad that my matters are all in his hands, instead of someone at a call center who gets to randomly decide what is important and what is not.
To take it one step more with that statement, I’m even more grateful that God decides what is important, what is urgent, what can wait, and what should be ignored.
What it must be like to see it all from the big picture, and know the need before it is needed… To know what seems so important to us is actually rather insignificant… To see what we view as “URGENT” and know that it can actually wait, or vice versa.
I’m so glad I’m not in charge. And no offense, but I’m so glad you’re not in charge either!
Originally written by Angie on January 26, 2010