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3 Ways to Keep a Bad Moment From Ruining Your Day

3 Ways to Keep a Bad Moment From Ruining Your Day

A Bad Moment

We’ve all been there, right?

Swimming along, staying in our own lane, when something happens and our forward momentum stops.

Our good day disappears like smoke on the wind.

Enter the bad day.

This is caused by anything from major to minor; being transparent here, it’s generally something so incredibly minor I’m hard-pressed to remember what caused my day to go off the rails.

A telling sign that I’m a mother and have children who insist on bombarding me before I’ve had a chance to shake off the sleep fog; there are days when this moment happens even before I get out of bed.

Other times I might pat myself on the back for the great day we’ve had, and then bedtime becomes my unraveling.

You know the drill. The kids refuse to brush their teeth, or are running back and forth in the kitchen after repeated reminders about the house rules.

These bad moments happen without warning. Each time I promise myself that I won’t let it ruin my day.

That’s often easier said than done.

So what can we do to fight against these itty-bitty day destroyers?

Stop Dwelling on What Was Wrong

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Those itty-bitty day destroyers only have the power we give them. Focusing on what we did wrong, what we missed, the way we reacted; those things sap our energy.

I’ve always been an overachiever when it comes to tearing apart everything I’ve ever done. I’ll analyze each action and reaction for the flaws I know are there. Then I’ll dwell on what I could have, should have, would have done better.

You know, if I were perfect.

The problem with this course of action? It’s inherently flawed. I can never be perfect. No one can be. We were born into a sinful world, and we’re sinful beings.

This said, we need to change our focus.

We must accept that we’re imperfect humans, that we’ve already been forgiven for our sinfulness by a perfect and loving God.

Then we face the next moments with joy and peace.

Remember to Be Thankful for the Good and the Bad

When the good-day feelings vanish with the onslaught of those itty-bitty day destroyers, it’s difficult to be thankful.

The good mood has vanished, and the last thing on my mind is giving thanks to God for anything at all. Let alone giving thanks for that itty-bitty day destroyer that just wrecked my flow, and proved just how flawed and imperfect I am as a person–let alone a parent.

This is exactly when we need to be thankful.

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It’s easy to be thankful when everything is going smoothly. When the kids are being those oh-so-perfect (and totally unrealistic) children of our imaginings. It gets much more difficult when chaos is running the ship.

When everything is going wrong, and the itty-bitty day destroyers have taken over, that is the most important time to be thankful.

Give thanks in all circumstances; for this is God’s will for you in Christ Jesus.

1 Thessalonians 5:18

Our wonderful God knows exactly what we’re going through, and He isn’t leaving us to struggle during these moments of struggle. He is right there with us.

Be thankful for that.

Those struggles we’re facing–the screaming, crying, negativity–they’re building us up and making us stronger for the days ahead.

Be thankful for that.

Then be thankful when everything has calmed down, and there are smiles and laughter again.

3 Ways to Overcome a Bad Day

Pray:

Prayer is always the answer. No matter what the question might be–pray. It can never hurt, and it will always help.

Turning to God in prayer and praise is like talking to your best friend and you father at the same time. You know the goodness and wisdom He shares has been proven time and again through thousands of years.

You’ve seen it in your own life, and the lives of others around you.

He brings you the comfort you need, while you wallow in the negative emotions you’re feeling.

Then He gently reminds you that He also suffered, and that there will be bad times, but they won’t last.

You’re not alone, and with His love and guidance you’ll get up and move through the rest of your day with the joy that only His love and redemption can provide you.

Rejoice:

After you’ve prayed, rejoice.

Sing a Hallelujah song, raise your hands in the air and rejoice in God’s love.

Your sinfulness has been forgiven.

You’re loved beyond reason.

You’ve got a whole day, or another day, to do better.

Rejoice that you can learn from your mistakes.

Smile:

Seriously.

Just smile.

Even if it’s strained and hard to manage–smile.

Let your children see you smile.

Smile at them.

When you speak to them, make sure you smile.

A smile can go a long way to changing the outcome of a day.

It can do a lot to mend fences and bring back the joy and happiness those itty-bitty day destroyers tried to steal from your family.

Something to Think About

The next time you feel like your entire day has been ruined, consider three think that have blessed you that day.

Something to Pray

Heavenly Father,

You alone know the struggles I’m facing. May the Holy Spirit fill me with joy and gladness, that I may be thankful for each up and down throughout our day.

In Your Glorious Name,

Amen.

Until next time,

wellofaith

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Sare’s Christian Blog Post Recommendations: You Need to Read These!

Sare’s Christian Blog Post Recommendations: You Need to Read These!

Hello Dear Sisters!

As a child of God and a mother, sometimes things feel lonely. Sometimes it feels like there is no one out there experiencing *exactly* what you’re experiencing.

For that reason, I’ve combed the web to find five Christian posts to motivate, inspire, and reassure you.

These Christian blog posts are obviously just a small selection of all the glorious connections you can find. I’ve discovered these lovelies because of their posts on Pinterest.

My goal is to make sure everyone feels like they’ve got a tribe. I might be an introvert, but I’m an introvert who is called to comfort others.

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We may never meet in person to have a cup of tea, but I’ll do my best to share things to help moms in all stages and seasons.

I don’t have all the answers, or all the experiences, but I know there are people out there just like you. Hopefully these posts will bring you–whoever you are–comfort.

From the Christian Blog-o-sphere:

Sare's Christian Blog Post Recommendations: You Need to Read These!

Once you’ve had a chance to read these five Christian blog posts, let me know which one helped you the most. Also, take a moment to leave the author a comment to let them know that their words touched you.

Let’s build a community.

Until next time,

wellofaith

Check out this collection of “Mom Guilt” blog posts from across the web too.

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book recommendations, When "Everything" Goes Wrong, I Choose Joy in the One True God

When “Everything” is Going Wrong I Choose Joy in the One True God

When “Everything” is Going Wrong I Choose Joy in the One True God

Then you will find your joy in the LORD…

Isaiah 58:14a

Just a side note, this post became a bit longer than intended, and may end up becoming a series of posts in the future.

When Joy Is Hard to Find

2019 has been an intense year. There has been joy, but there has been a lot of “hard” too.

Though, if I’m honest my family has been in a rough season since 2017 when my husband left Active Duty. It appears we’re not quite ready to reap the harvest yet.

If this past weekend is any indicator, we’ve got quite a bit more sowing left in this season.

To those who know us personally, it isn’t a surprise to know we’ve been struggling. The move from Active Duty to civilian life has not been an easy experience. There have been more bumps in the road than either my husband or I ever expected.

Life without the security of the Marine Corps is a constant act of faith.

Never have we been what you would call financially “well-off”, but we’ve always been able to provide for ourselves and our children without too much struggle.

Until we no longer could.

Becoming Humble

When we moved from Washington State to Virginia, we left nearly everyone we knew.

My children left their friends and Sunday school teachers they loved. I left my sister, my cousin, and my childhood best friend.

We also drove away broke, because of a paperwork error that took months to straighten out before the Marine Corps would release my husband’s final paycheck.

Driving across the country nearly penniless, heading to a state where we still hadn’t found a place to live, could have been terrifying.

Instead, there was joy.

Okay, there was some fear too, but whenever the fear would claw at me I’d remember that everything comes from God. That He would provide in His way and His time.

So, I gladly accepted the joy He provided.

I shared adventures with my favorite people as we explored amazing sites, both created by God and made by man; the joy of giggles and drinking too much caffeine; staying in questionable hotels that would be safer if they were condemned; and cramming three kids, a cat, a dog, and two adults as well as everything we thought we might need, into a minivan.

With excitement like that, who had time for fear?

Joy in God is Accepting Help

After arriving in Virginia things became more complicated.

We needed to find a place to call home.

What should have taken only a couple of days turned into a two-month ordeal.

During this time, God once again provided for us, by opening the hearts and home of our dear friends.

Looking back, I believe God led us to explore Classical Conversations in Washington simply so we could connect with Rachal and her family, because once she moved to Virginia He led us away from CC and in another direction with our homeschool.

When Rachal and her husband offered us a place to stay while we looked for a house, neither our family or theirs expected it would be more than a weekend affair. So when place after place fell through and we were led to purchase a home instead of renting, my heart was filled with such gratitude and love when they welcomed us with open arms.

Let’s just say, there are times I think they deserved a medal (and possibly a parade) for that alone.

Having never needed to rely on others, accepting that my husband and I couldn’t do this on our own was difficult.

Especially since he was in a completely different state going through federal training.

Joy in God Comes When He Provides Family

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Rachal and I weren’t close when we lived in Washington. We were friendly, and she was always willing to swing by and get my kids when I was dealing with rough moments during the pregnancy with my youngest daughter; we just didn’t spend time together outside of CC or our small-group Bible study.

God Knew What We Needed

Suddenly my kids and I were part of her family. We did pretty much everything together for those two months. My eldest daughter celebrated her 10th birthday sitting at their dining room table. She finally had older brothers, and she was thrilled to be there with them.

When I discovered I was pregnant with my youngest, Rachal and her husband were the first to know. In fact, they knew before I did, since they were convinced I was pregnant before I ever considered it. Later she was there holding my hand during the early morning hours as I gave birth to my youngest son.

Through every hoop we had to jump through while purchasing our house, to being hit with a stomach bug while pregnant, God filled me with joy.

There was joy in little things: having a second set of hands to snuggle my youngest daughter; someone to love on my “spirited” and struggling son, a church that had everything we were looking for. Things that would often be taken for granted just kept leading me right back to God, and the joy that comes from knowing He is taking care of each and every one of us.

God always provides, and my joy is always because of Him.

I Chose Joy in God Anew This Week

On Sunday as I prepared the kids and myself for church, I received a phone call from my husband. He’d been in an accident on I-95 and his car was totaled.

As the kids and I drove to pick him up, I sang praises to God. My husband’s car was totaled, and I thought I knew the hardship that would cause, but he had walked away from it without physical injury.

My children didn’t have to visit their father in the hospital, and I didn’t have to explain to them why their daddy wasn’t coming home.

Worries, Stress, and Choosing to Be Positive

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Each day since the accident more and more obstacles have been placed before us. Some of them God immediately removed.

When He answers a prayer, the only thing I can do is praise Him and focus on the joy flooding through me.

Monday was especially rough, because my husband was trying to process what had happened, and I was as well.

The first wave of adrenaline and relief had past.

I woke up to a panic attack that only God could calm as I prayed, and prayed, and prayed some more, until finally the panic subsided and I was able to sleep again.

My husband was frustrated and bitter, and all I felt was an overwhelming sadness and heaviness of heart.

It didn’t take long before I was irritated with myself and decided to give it all to God.

I wrote out my prayers, my concerns, my frustrations, and my overwhelming belief in God. I wrote out my praises to Him.

Then I spent time in the study of Isaiah.

Isaiah 41 reminds us to stop lamenting and to return to rejoicing. That God provides for all our needs even during our struggles.

His testimony is that He will never forsake us.

We are to trust God as our shepherd and allow him to do it in the His way.

God Trumps Fear and Worry. Every Time.

While I immersed myself in God’s word, the fear and worry began to fade. Nothing had changed about our situation, but I gave that stress to God and accepted the peace and joy that replaced it.

Today things are still “bad” and there are no answers in sight. We don’t know where the next days and weeks will take us.

What I do know, is that I have joy.

Not because of any physical or material thing, but because I know joy in God.

The joy only experienced when you know God is in control, and that this isn’t our forever home.

Joy isn’t just a feeling.

It’s a knowledge that you’re never alone, and Our God is bigger than any problem we will ever face on Earth.

Until next time,

wellofaith

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Fallen World “Beauty”: God + Love is Greater Than Sweatpants

God+Love > Sweatpants

This article was originally posted in 2015.

This is Why the World Can’t Have Beauty

Recently I stumbled across and interview Eva Mendes gave where she stated that the end of a marriage can be directly related to the wife wearing sweatpants.

If you want to read the original article that led to this posting click here.

Say what?

Normally, I don’t pay a lot of attention to what celebrities talk about.

I especially don’t tend pay attention to celebrities who feel qualified to give marital advice when they’re not married.

However, reading many of the comments linked with these articles on social media made me reconsider.

In Society Today, Beauty is Only Skin Deep

There are a lot of women–too many women–who feel Eva Mendes is correct.

They believe in this day of Photoshop and plastic surgery what a wife wears is the true key to the longevity of their marriage.

I need to clear this up.

For everyone.

Or, at the very least, for the people who read my weekly ramblings.

What We Wear At Home Should Not Be a Deciding Factor in the Strength of Our Relationship With Our Spouse.

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No, this isn’t my husband or me. It is a great photo, and captures exactly what should connect a husband and wife.

Marriages are a contract, yes, but they’re a contract that should be tied to a deep and abiding love and faithfulness– to not only our spouse, but to God.

When I got married, I distinctly remember the minister mispronouncing my short name, but getting my husband’s long, long, long name correct. the words, “for better or for worse” among the words my husband and I repeated.

I’m sure there are people who will smirk and say, “For better or for worse doesn’t have anything to do with bad style choices.” I disagree. Completely.

If my husband’s love for me were directly tied to the way I looked, our marriage would have ended years ago.

I may not wear sweatpants, but I also don’t wake up each morning before my husband so he doesn’t see me without my ‘face’ on.

For that matter, I rarely wear make-up, so there’s that.

He’s seen me with bedhead, fighting the stomach flu.

I’ve had chronic migraines, that have done nothing for the way I look; and long ago, he saw me when I drank too much.

None of these sights were pretty, and they’re all a heck of a lot worse than him seeing me in a pair of sweatpants.

Love Isn’t About the Way You Look, It’s About the Connection You Have With Someone’s Heart.

Love is the butterflies you get in your stomach when you know you’re going to see them; it’s the comfort their presence brings you, without them saying anything.

It’s knowing that you don’t have to doll yourself up all the time to impress them, because they’re impressed with the way God created you.

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I can guarantee I’m wearing work out leggings in the picture. Possibly baby spit too. Also, pretty sure my three year old is wrapped around my leg.

“Your beauty should not come from outward adornment, such as braided hair and the wearing of gold jewelry and fine clothes. Instead, it should be that of your inner self, the unfading beauty of a gentle and quiet spirit, which is of great worth in God’s sight.”

1 Peter 3:3-4

They don’t love you because of the adornments you use to be fashionable or beautiful for a materialistic world.

I understand what she ‘might’ have been trying to say.

Women Should Take Pride in Themselves.

The biggest problem with associating this with a type of pants, is that people miss the bigger picture.

Pride in yourself is fine–as long as you remember everything you have is God’s.

Be careful about having too much pride in your good looks, your perfect body, or the clothes you wear.

All of those things are fleeting.

The beauty God created inside you–your heart and soul–those are where the true strength of your marriage will come from.

So, ladies if you feel like your husband (or boyfriend) will leave you if you don’t look your best, walk away.

He’s not the one for you.

Don’t sell yourself short for someone only interested in the outer trappings.

Find that person who will love you even when you’re looking your worst, because he’ll see the beauty God created.

Besides, no one wants to be worried about their hair or make-up at two in the morning–when they’re in labor.

No one.

Trust me.

God + Love > sweatpants. Always.

Until next time,

wellofaith
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Sunday Scripture Prayer for Moms [September 1, 2019]

Sunday Scripture Prayer for Moms

September 1, 2019

Good Morning, Mommas

It’s been a wild ride this summer, and it’s crazy to realize today is the first day of September. Those fall vibes are coming in hot.

While many of us are looking forward to the cooler weather in the coming weeks, we need to remember others are struggling with wild fires and hurricanes.

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The wild fires in the Amazon, Siberia, and the Canary Islands; Hurricane Dorian heading toward the Bahamas and the Eastern Seaboard–the people affected by this are in need of our prayers this morning.

During our struggles, we need to remember to take refuge in the Lord, because He is good and He will be with us.

Scripture to Meditate On

The Lord is good,
    a stronghold in the day of trouble;
he knows those who take refuge in him.

Nahum 1:7

This Morning’s Prayer for Moms

Father God,

Thank you for always being there for us; protecting us in the storms of this life.

Forgive us for forgetting to turn to you, and instead relying upon ourselves to make it through the troubles we face.

This week as we move through the life you’ve blessed us with–facing storms, fires, and the struggles of motherhood, may we remember to turn to You.

Help us to see through the smoke, rain, and darkness that often clouds our judgement; and remember You’re our stronghold in this fallen world.

Please, Lord protect those affected by the wild fires and the hurricane. I pray they take refuge in You.

In Your Most Holy Name,

Amen

Have a wonderful week, Mommas and make sure you download this week’s scripture card below.

Until next time,

wellofaith

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Sunday Morning Scripture Prayer for Moms [Printable Scripture Card]

Sunday Morning Scripture Prayer

for Moms

August 25,2019

Good Morning Sisters in Prayer!

We’ve been having some seriously stormy weather here in Virginia, and it doesn’t appear to be clearing up much this week.

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The thunderstorms mixed with high temperatures tend to have an adverse affect on my kiddos and me, and I’m sure I’m not alone.

When the weather is dreary and we’re confined to the house, everyone gets antsy.

This is compounded (for me) by Seasonal Affective Disorder (SAD), so rainy days really get me down.

For more information on Seasonal Affective Disorder, check out my post about it here.

Knowing this, I often repeat this one verse, Psalm 51:12, throughout the day.

Verse to Mediate On

Restore in me the joy of Your salvation and grant me a willing spirit, to sustain me.

Psalm 51:12

Now, granted, this particular chapter in the Psalms actually deals with David’s repentance after he sinned against God with Bathsheba, but I find that meditating on it when I am depressed or anxious often helps to alleviate some of the struggle.

A Prayer For Moms

Father God,

While we face the storms in our lives, we turn to you, Lord.

We ask You to restore the joy given to us through salvation, and that the Holy Spirit will sustain us when we can’t do it on our own.

You, Lord are our strength and protection through all of life’s storms. When the rain pours, and the thunder crashes, You alone are our safety.

Help us to remember this today, and every day as we raise our children for Your glory.

In Your Most Holy Name,

Amen

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Until next time,

wellofaith
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How the Military Life Strengthened My Faith in God

How the Military Strengthened My Faith in God

The Military Life

My entire life has been connected in one way or another to the military.

I grew up the daughter of a Master Chief in the United States Navy. I joined (albeit shortly) the Army National Guard, and in 2005 I married a Marine.

All these years later, I realize just how much that military life strengthened my faith in Our Heavenly Father.

Each situation, transition, and experience added another brick to the foundation of my belief in God’s almighty power, His endless love, and boundless wisdom.

God is Always There

When my husband and I first married, we were immediately stationed on the island of Oahu, Hawaii.

This sounds like a dream destination, but for us it wasn’t.

We struggled, and there were times it didn’t seem possible for us to make it through together.

Looking back it’s easy to see, God had a plan for us; we just weren’t listening to Him or leaning on Him.

We experienced many different things during our eighteen months there.

Most of it separately.

My husband spent a good portion of the time we were stationed there deployed to Afghanistan–or preparing to deploy.

Because of this, we relied heavily on ourselves, and then expected each other to fill the empty spaces in our lives.

It was rough.

I’d never been away from my family or my friends, and living on an island–basically alone–showed me a weakness in myself I’d never known.

Even though I wasn’t intimate with God during this season of my life, He was there.

Taking the hard moments and using them to help build a strong foundation for my future faith.

The LORD Does it Again

When we left Hawaii we were stationed in Virginia.

We struggled to build our relationship, because neither of us understood the other. We didn’t communicate, and we hurt each other deeply time and time again.

Military Life Isn’t Easy.

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Not even for people with strong marriages.

Being young made it harder.

The Marine Corps was a tough employer, and my husband worked long hours and was rarely home.

When he was home he would unwind by playing computer games.

A solitary activity that didn’t include me.

Between the stresses of his job, and our lack of connection I was emotionally exhausted.

After two years, I was ready to call it quits.

Then a Miracle Happened.

I’d been told after the loss of my son I’d likely never carry a child again.

God, however, works miracles all the time; in His time it happened.

With our marriage on rocky ground, we made it through the pregnancy and birth of our eldest.

It wasn’t easy, and we still didn’t turn to God or acknowledge Him in our lives.

We continued to go it on our own, and made each day harder than it needed to be.

Again, the LORD wasn’t deterred.

He used our experiences in this new place to add more bricks to the foundation of my faith.

Deployments, PTSD, and Selfishness

My Husband Deployed to Afghanistan Twice.

The second time he deployed, our eldest was a toddler, and that changed everything. His absence was no longer only affecting me, but was affecting a little girl who didn’t understand why her daddy wasn’t home to tuck her in.

This wasn’t the first time he’d been gone from our lives since her birth, but it was the first time the military had taken him to a war zone.

Those seven months were both a struggle and a blessing.

I just didn’t realize the ‘blessing’ part until years later.

While he was gone I experienced a number of things that would have been so much easier with God actively in my life.

Learning Experience: God is Faithful

My daughter ended up rushed to a children’s hospital when her temperature elevated and the local hospital didn’t feel capable of caring for her. We rode in the ambulance for over an hour, to a hospital in the middle of the desert.

I’d left my car at the local hospital with no idea of how she and I would get home.

Without knowing it at the time, God was there.

Her fever broke and we made it back home.

A problem that seemed insurmountable was solved.

Back to Back Deployments Are Traumatic

When a service member returns from a deployment it takes time for reintegration.

Not only for the member, but for the family he left as well.

We’d spent seven months apart, and during that time both our daughter and I had grown and changed.

He’d changed too.

You can’t deploy somewhere, see death, destruction, and misery, and not be irrevocably changed.

It was really hard to connect.

He and I had never really been great at communicating in the first place, add in the stresses of his returning to a safe place, and the communication was practically non-existent.

God used these struggles too.

I couldn’t see it at the time, and if you’d asked me during those days I would have scoffed at the idea of any god, let alone the God.

Then He Deployed to Okinawa

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Within weeks of his return, my husband was back scheduled to deploy again.

Granted, this time it wasn’t to a war-torn country where anyone could be planning to kill you; it still meant he would leave his family for another seven months.

Prior to any deployment, service men train for what might happen while they’re on mission.

This training takes months, and at times feels like a deployment itself.

We never saw him, and when we did he was angry.

I was angry.

Something was going on with him, I knew it and so did our daughter. He didn’t agree.

The week before he deployed to Okinawa, the dam broke. I was tired of seeing my baby girl hurt by her father’s indifference.

It was the first (and only time) my husband has ever sworn at me.

He was in pain, I could see it, but I couldn’t fix it.

I couldn’t help him, and he wasn’t willing to help himself.

My Decision: To Love

The night before he left, I made a choice.

It was time to stop being selfish. To stop placing blame, and just do what I should have done all along.

The same thing Jesus would have done.

I wrapped my arms around him, and loved him.

Regardless of my anger, my confusion, and my own hurt, I felt peace wash over me.

This was the right thing to do.

He wouldn’t leave our home with an angry, bitter wife. He would leave with a wife full of love for her husband.

It’s obvious now what that peace was.

That change wasn’t because I’m a naturally forgiving person.

God had wrapped His arms around me, and said, “trust me”.

Another Miracle

Seven months later when my husband returned, he was a different person, and so was I.

This time however, I saw something better in him.

There was a light in him again. The pain wasn’t gone, but it was receding.

God had worked on him too, it seemed.

In the solitude of long runs around Okinawa, God had started to heal my husband.

Military Life: Relocating Time and Again

From the East to the West and Back Again

Our active duty military career continued until 2017.

During those years we moved from Washington State to Hawaii.

From Hawaii to Virginia

Then onto California.

Back to Washington State, just to do it once more– across the Continental United States to Virginia.

We grew our family from that first miracle to four miracles.

How This Helped My Faith

Soon after we had our second child, our eldest son, we were given orders to return to Washington State (where our relationship originally began).

Just like that, a light came on.

Like a program working in the background of your mobile device, God had been working on me.

I’d discovered what had been missing from my life.

For so long I’d been trying to fill the empty space, and nothing had worked.

With the knowledge I was heading back to the home I’d run away from, I surrendered.

God broke through my stubborn pride, and with open arms accepted me: scars, bad choices, confusion, and all.

Through it All, He Remains

Since that summer day in 2013, many things have changed in my life.

I’d be lying if I said my marriage suddenly became perfect, and all our problems magically disappeared once I accepted God back into my life.

That we never struggled.

I’d be lying if I said our lives have been perfect and there hasn’t been a day of worry.

It doesn’t work that way.

There has been pain and loss (My father passed away in January 2015), and there were times of deep fear within this Momma( when the doctor discovered on Mother’s Day 2018 that my youngest daughter has multiple VSDs in her heart)

Being a Christian is hard. Really hard for so many reasons.

Jesus never said it would be easy.

But, I can tell you without a shred of doubt it’s worth it.

He’s worth it.

We’re worth it.

Through all the ups and downs, God continues to strengthen my faith. Not in myself, but in Him.

My family grows, matures, and loves each day, because of His love and righteousness.

And through everything–including the change from active duty military life to reserves–God continues to love me.

When the Marine Corps payment doesn’t come in when its supposed to, and the bank account is too low to cover everything, I trust God.

I know, without fail, God will provide.

Keep praying, I know I will.

Until next time,

wellofaith

P.S. For a book to help you reconnect I suggest: The Five Love Languages Military Edition: The Secret to Love That Lasts

How the Military Life Strengthened My Faith in God
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Scripture Prayer for Moms–Sunday, August 18, 2019 [3×5 Scripture Printable]

Scripture Prayer for Moms

Sunday, August 18, 2019

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Good Morning Sisters

As we begin another busy week with mid-week activities once again in full-swing, and mandatory meetings filling up the evenings, I’m thankful for Our Heavenly Father who continues to love on us in the midst of our busyness.

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I know many Mommas are in the first weeks of the school year.

Some of you are dealing with the requirements of public school and the routine needed to get everyone out the door in a timely manner, while keeping a shred of your sanity.

While others are trying to find the balance between the lessons they want their children to get done, and keeping the house from falling into the running for an episode of Hoarders.

Whatever your week holds for you and your family, remember God loves us regardless of what gets checked off our to-do lists.

There is nothing we can do to earn His love, or lose it.

Scripture to Meditate On

Do everything without grumbling or arguing, so that you may become blameless and pure ‘children of God without fault in a warped and crooked generation.’

Philippians 2:14-15a

Prayer for Moms

Heavenly Father,

Thank you for loving us, Lord, and for providing us with Your Word.

As we move into our week, we pray You will help us to become blameless and pure; to not become like the world around us.

May we possess joyful spirits and the righteousness to attend to our tasks without grumbling or bad attitudes.

When we stumble we will praise You, because we know Your love and forgiveness is eternal.

In Your Holy Name,

Amen

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Free Printable 3×5 scripture card.

I hope you have a wonderful week, sisters.

If you’d like to see last week’s Sunday morning’s Scripture Prayer for Mom, click here.

Until next time,

wellofaith
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Scripture Prayer for Moms–Sunday August 11, 2019 With Printable 3×5 Scripture Art

Scripture Prayer for Moms Sunday August 11, 2019

Why A Prayer For Moms?

As a mom, I find myself struggling to be the right kind of role model for my children.

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This is especially true on Sunday mornings as we’re preparing to leave the house for worship.

I’ve discovered in our family, that Sunday mornings are the most stressful for us.

With six people needing to eat and get ready (and one of them coming home from work not long before we need to be pulling out of the driveway), our home is not a haven of peace and tranquility.

To be honest, as we pull out of the drive, I more often than not, have my crabby pants on and spend the fifteen minute drive praying for compassion, grace, and understanding.

I would rather be singing praise music, or chatting with my family, than needing to apologize to each child for my anxiousness and irritability.

To that end, I’ve decided I need a focused plan for keeping more connected to God before joining in fellowship with others at church.

What better way than a prayer from Scripture to return my focus to the One who is in control. Who knows me deeply.

With that in mind, I thought that if I have this struggle, certainly someone else struggles with it too. So, I’m sharing the scripture and the prayer for moms who feel frazzled and out of control.

I pray this will help you this Sunday morning.

You’re not alone, Momma’s.

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Something to Pray

Let the morning bring me word of Your unfailing love, for I have put my trust in You. Show me the way I should go, for to You I entrust my life.

Psalm 143:8 NIV

Heavenly Father,

This morning while I balance breakfast dishes with dressing babies, let me be reminded of Your unfailing love.

Fill me with wisdom and peace; showing me the way I should go.

My life is Yours, LORD, and I trust in You.

In Your glorious name,

Amen

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For a printable 3×5 of the scripture, click here.

Until next time,

wellofaith
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The Words We Use

An Invisible Weapon

As a child I remember hearing the saying, “Sticks and stones can break my bones, but words will never hurt me”.

The problem is, words can hurt.

They can leave scars no one can see.

Unlike sticks and stones, the damage done won’t leave visible bruising to the body; Neighbors, friends, family, and teachers won’t see the injuries.

That doesn’t mean the pain isn’t there.

It doesn’t mean the wounds aren’t real.

Words are the invisible weapon that can do lifelong damage and never heal.

It is not what goes into the mouth the defiles a person, but what comes out of the mouth; this defiles a person. –Matthew 15:11

I’m Going to Be Real With You

My children have these unseen injuries, and I’m the one who caused them.

How’s that for real?

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I can try to rationalize the circumstances when I used words as weapons against the little people God has entrusted me with; it won’t make a bit of difference.

The fact is, I made HUGE mistakes.

I spoke in anger and frustration instead of love and respect.

Death and life are in the power of the tongue, and those who love it will eat its fruits. –Proverbs 18:21

My tone caused as much damage (if not more) than the words I used. Maybe I could pat myself on the back and say, “Well, I’ve never called them names.” That means nothing when I know I’ve bruised and battered them with words of indifference.

Instead of praising them for their imaginations and efforts, I’ve asked, “Why would you do that?” Instead of saying, “Thank you for trying to help”; it’s been, “Look what you’ve done.”

These words have hurt them time and time again.

Realizing this now, tears at my heart. I’m bleeding from each of the wounds I caused my children.

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I swore I would never treat my children the way my siblings and I were treated when we were growing up. I swore my kids would never have a reason to question whether they are loved.

Yet, here I am.

A gentle tongue is a tree of life, but perversness in it breaks the spirit. –Proverbs 15:4

When my children acted out, I wondered what was causing them to misbehave. I never stopped to consider it could have been my actions and reactions leading to their outbursts. That my words, said in frustration, anger, or disinterest, might have led them to lash out in search of some sort of control.

This family the LORD has blessed me with deserves more than that.

I Can Change

My children will not grow up questioning my love, or remembering only the harshly spoken words.

I will not be the reason their self-esteem suffers, or they turn away from God and family. I will not push them away with my own actions.

Our Heavenly Father knows my sins. He knows my heart, and my weaknesses. He trusted me to raise these children, and I will do my best, and when I stumble I’ll turn to Him.

I will control my words–both the words themselves, and the tone of my voice. I will focus on praise; on building up my children into strong, mature, loving, adults. I will do my best to let them spread their wings, to make mistakes, to be helpful, to explore life, and be the people God created them to be.

Most of All, I Will Pray

I’ll pray for guidance.

For patience.

For understanding.

I’ll pray for a kind tone and a joyful spirit.

I’ll pray for a million questions from my almost three-year old, so that I may show her through actions and words that she matters.

I’ll pray for my son to try new things–even when they involve me sitting back and ignoring the mess, because I want him to see as well as hear how proud I am of him, and how much I believe in him.

I’ll pray for understanding as my tween daughter finds more and more interests that feel far too worldly for someone still so young.

Finally, I’ll pray for each and every one of you who have faced these same problems. Those who have hurt their friends, families, and loved-ones with weapons so powerful they can damage people indefinitely.

Heavenly Father,

I pray today that you help each of us control our tongues. That we may build one another up in this world. That we use our words to soothe and encourage, not to draw blood. Give us pause when we speak, that our children will not be a casualty of our sinful ways.

Amen.

If you feel led, please share this post so it may remind others they’re not alone in their struggles with the words we use.

Blessings,

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