Mowing the Grass

I couldn't stand it any longer and I mowed the front lawn today.  Today was one of the first opportunities to mow without rain changing the plans.  

I only mowed the front.  As I was pushing the mower thinking about only mowing the front, I began to wonder.  Are you a Christian that has mowed the front lawn of sin so that your house looks in order, clean, neat, and tidy but has a jungle for a back lawn filled with pride and rebellion?

Oh, I pray that I have mowed the grass and tended to the garden in the back as well as the one that gets seen from the street.  How sad it would be to have Jesus return and I'm like the whited selpchure.  

(Father God, please mow the weeds of sin from my life, outward sins and inward ones.  You are the one that can mold me and make me to what you'd have.  My desire is to be the wife and mother in this place at this time as you'd have me to be.  Thank you for promising to grant wisdom and knowledge.  In the name of Jesus I pray, amen.)

Single parenting with the crazy flu

Well, the flu knocked me off my high horse this week. Yup. I've been struggling to maintain a complete thought since Tuesday. It's been a long time since I was this sick. My head has been in intense pain. The doctor gave me some great medicine and I'm on the road to recovery.

When I became a single parent six years ago, it did not come to mind to prepare for this. Someone still has to get the kids to school. Someone still has to clean the house. Someone still has to fix meals. Someone still has to pay bills. Someone still has to take out the garbage. The kids do a good job of taking up some of the slack but some of it they just can't do. And, they are not supposed to do it yet. They are still kids. Neither of them have a drivers license or job.

It's times like these when I really have to cling tight to Jesus. I'm hundreds of miles away from my family. God is teaching me to rely on Him through His family, the church. If it weren't for the church, I would have no support here. Yet, I find it difficult to call on them for assistance. My pride thinks I can do this all by myself. And we all know that pride comes before a fall.

(Lord God Almighty, thank You for the love You show me each and every day in the small and sundry ways. Thank You for the love You show each moment in the great salvation You so freely offered. Thank You for the flu which reminds me that I don't have all the answers but that You do. Forgive my pride, I pray. Thank You for being my Great Physician. I pray that Your will be done in Jesus name alone.)