Of all that I have experienced in my thirty-six years on this earth, nothing has changed me or impacted me as much as that day I accepted God's forgiveness. Really accepted it. The day I understood that the Cross was for me. That I was worthy to be called unworthy and deserving of Jesus' death and resurrection.
When my eyes were opened to the extent of my sin and I had to face what a vile person I was, it wrecked me. It tore me apart. To the point that there were days I wasn't sure I could survive. I couldn't believe everything I had done, all the people I had hurt, all the lies I had believed and the lies that I told. I still have times where I think back to that time in my life and question, "Who were you? What kind of person does that?" I find myself appalled at my behavior. At the audacity I had, the arrogance in my heart. Honestly, I hope that I never, ever stop being appalled by the choices I made for so many years.
Wednesday, September 23, 2015
Sunday, September 20, 2015
Enjoy The Ride
There are times when I am just sitting on the couch talking to my husband or kids, laughing, just living life, and it hits me all over again how blessed I am.
I am a broken vessel.
I have made so many mistakes in my life.
As a wife.
As a mother.
As a human.
I am flawed.
I am a broken vessel.
I have made so many mistakes in my life.
As a wife.
As a mother.
As a human.
I am flawed.
Labels:
blessings,
broken,
enjoy the ride,
family,
parenting
Friday, September 18, 2015
Raising Children In A Gender-Confused World
I have been trying to write this post for several days now. It's difficult to find the right words, without sparking a heated debate on a controversial subject. I try to stay away from confrontation or from opening myself up to it. Unless it's with my husband or kids, I avoid confrontation whenever possible. I am too emotional and find that I cannot communicate well when I am pushed beyond my limit.
But I was faced with a situation recently that I am still not sure how to handle going forward. I feel ill-equipped to tackle it head on and to do so with the right answer.
We are raising children in a society that allows anything to be called moral, as long as it feels okay to the person making up the rules. As a parent, I haven't quite figured out how to keep my kids safe and instill the values I hold, at the same time teaching them to show God's love and grace to the people they come in contact with.
But I was faced with a situation recently that I am still not sure how to handle going forward. I feel ill-equipped to tackle it head on and to do so with the right answer.
We are raising children in a society that allows anything to be called moral, as long as it feels okay to the person making up the rules. As a parent, I haven't quite figured out how to keep my kids safe and instill the values I hold, at the same time teaching them to show God's love and grace to the people they come in contact with.
Labels:
children,
gender,
parenting,
same sex,
transgender
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