I’m going to be vulnerable here, and frankly, I’m a bit scared. However, I can’t stay silent anymore.
My heart is broken. Marriages are crumbling around me, and I so badly want to put up a wall to help fortify them. I know it isn’t new news that many marriages are suffering these days, but it’s still heartbreaking. I’m watching even Christian marriages wilt away, while others push through and suffer in silence.
I’m going to say it. I’m going to say what is so difficult to utter.
There. It’s out. I said the “P” word. I called out the thing that is lurking in the shadows. Pornography has become this ravaging animal that viciously mauls everything in its path and leaves many wounded.
Motherhood is beautiful. Motherhood is exhausting. You feel stretched in so many areas. You want to be the best mother you can possibly be, and you know that includes finding time with your Heavenly Father. But, you see the time flitting away and wonder how in the world you can fit it all in. At the end of the day, you drag your exhausted body into bed and whisper a quick prayer before falling asleep. You want more. You want to spend more time with Him, but how?
Today I am blogging over at “Me and My Soldierman,” where I share 5 ways you can find time with God through the busyness of motherhood. I hope you’ll head on over and join me! Below is a sneak peek preview of that post:
You’re lying in bed and streams of sunlight seep through the blinds and stroke your face. You smile and stretch. Looking at the clock, you are happy to see that you have an abundance of time to spend in God’s Word. You reach over and grab your Bible and journal from the nightstand . . .
Oh! Not how your morning goes? I imagine you’re sitting there thinking, “WHO is she talking about?!”
I laid in bed, wishing for the morning sun to go away, wishing for another hour of sleep. Sleep. I just wanted to sleep. Eyes still shut tight, I rolled to my left side and curled into a fetal position. Thoughts raced through my head. They never stopped. I willed them to stop. I just wanted peace. I wanted sleep but could not get any. My mind was always spinning, always spiraling.
What’s the point? All of this is vanity anyway. Life doesn’t make any sense. I don’t know how I’m going to keep going. Why am I thinking like this? I’m just so tired. I want to sleep. I have to get up. I can’t. Why do I feel so empty? Did I sin? Am I being punished? What if I’m not really saved? Why can’t I feel the Holy Spirit working in me? I hate this. I hate feeling this way. Oh, I’m so tired!
“Lord, please help me!” I whispered, as tears streamed down my cheeks. That was becoming my daily morning prayer. A plea for help. A plea for grace. Continue reading →
We are moving. I’m still struggling to grasp that fact. I knew this time would come. The time when the Marine Corps would move us away to another area. I know. Duh, Lydia! That’s the military! But, you see, we’ve actually been pretty lucky blessed to have not had to move yet. Crazy, I know! In my husband’s almost nine years in the military, this will be our first official move. We have been truly blessed.
We have been getting advice from my friend who recently moved to the gorgeous founders village in CO on all the things we need to remember when moving, things she forgot to do and things she wished she had done to make it easier. She has been very helpful. No matter how hectic our move is I always think that at least we aren’t moving countries! Another one of my friends moved to the UK a few years back to start a new business. They told us how half of their stuff got lost, how it took ages to adjust to UK life, how they had to apply for a Entrepreneur visa now they’re having to apply for a Entrepreneur visa extension and so much more… So whenever I think about how stressed I am, I remember them and feel much better!
Anyway, I’m getting off track. It’s amazing how much you realize you love a place after you are told you’re going to be leaving. For the past couple of years, I had been scrambling and praying for us to be moved somewhere else, and now I’m practically clawing to stay. But, it’s not the area that I’m going to miss. I can honestly say good riddance to the area itself. It’s the people. It’s our church. In the last year, we started attending a new church and fell in love with all the people there! We made wonderful friendships; friendships that are going to last, for sure. These people, this church reached in and Continue reading →