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Does Being Worried Really Mean You're A Good Parent?

It seems to be socially acceptable to worry about our kids or family members. I hear people say all the time, "I only worry because I care" or "your worry just shows that you're a good mom." The problem is that this line of thinking is just not healthy.

Fear and worry are evil spirits that we can choose to agree with or stand against. Living in mental peace is a battle. We need to see the battle for what it is and fight. Let’s not agree with the enemy and let him mess with our heads.

 
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Did you know that you can live in perfect peace? Did you know that fear and worry are some of the most common tools of the enemy to keep you from your destiny? I am so tired of the enemy tricking us into thinking that fear and worry are some kind of normal emotions.

Ok, where to begin: we have to be aware of our self talk…. the voices in our head. Every single thought you have is not your own. The devil whispers lies constantly, and we have to practice recognizing them and not agreeing with them.

It is great to have a healthy friend or mentor to tell your thoughts to. They should be able to help you see where the thought is coming from. When we agree with God’s thoughts towards us, we grow in peace and joy. When we agree with the enemy, we open the door for him to come in and destroy our peace.

Holy Spirit is our Friend and Helper. We need Him so much. As we take time to value Him and soak in His presence, the worries fall away. Quieting the heart does not come natural to everyone. Living in peace is a skill that you can practice.

As children of God it is our nature to love. It is not our nature to live in fear.

Key Idea: Practice until peace and joy are your natural default.

What's one fear that you are choosing to let go of today?

My Creepy To Do List

The other day Christopher invited me to go somewhere with him in a few days. When he asked me, my mind was in task mode, and it was hard for me to switch over to relational mode. My reply was delivered with a sigh in my voice. My poor husband was disappointed by my unenthusiastic response.

The fact of the matter is that I was feeling a little overwhelmed because I didn't have my to do list straight in my head. I was tired and thinking about all the stuff I wanted to work on, even though I wasn't planning on working on it that same day.

The next day's to do list was creeping into my evening.

Solutions I am exploring for this repeated problem are:

  • make a to do list so that my head feels clear
  • set the list aside
  • realize that I don't need to worry about tomorrow's tasks today
  • be present
  • focus more on the important people in my life and my connection with them, than on being productive

Therefore do not worry about tomorrow,

for tomorrow will worry about itself.

Each day has enough trouble of its own.

Matthew 6:34

Will you join me in saying no to creepy lists?

Our Failed Adoption

Do you ever feel like your head is fractured?  Like the plates of your skull are literally pulling apart. That's the picture that comes into my head when I think about stress and anxiety. A few years ago our family went through a very difficult season when we experienced a failed adoption.  We had a toddler foster son living with us for over six months, and just before the adoption was due to go through, everything fell apart.  That season was one of the hardest times of my life.  Parenting that precious boy felt to me like it must feel to parent a terminally ill child.  To some that may sound too dramatic or even insensitive to those who have lost biological children. All I can tell you is that is how I felt. There was so much uncertainty.  Uncertainty is very hard for me.  I like to "make a plan and work the plan!"  Hourly we were waiting for word to confirm or deny that this baby would be ours forever.  I guess I always had a sinking feeling that things weren't going to go the way we hoped.

I remember during that season having days where I would literally daydream about escaping.  I would imagine how wonderful it would be to just sit all alone in a dark, silent room for hours.  It was like there was just too much noise and uncertainty spinning all around me, and I needed peace.

After we got the news that the little guy would be moving on, I spent the next few months just recovering and resting.  The grief process just takes some time.

Looking back I can see how much the Lord held us during those devastating moments.  He sent some wonderful people into our lives who loved us well when we really needed it. Though I felt like everything was falling apart, God was actually building strength deep inside of me.  Those hard times build perseverance.  I cannot say that I lived in perfect peace, but I can say that I fought hard to stay in perfect peace, and it was worth the fight!

True peace only comes through Jesus.

Stayed Upon Jehovah, Hearts are Fully Blest, Finding as He Promised, Perfect Peace and Rest. -Francis R. Havergal