The Wise Woman

Good morning ladies. I pray each of you has had a week filled with Jesus.

Has something ever brought such sorrow to your heart when you think of it you cry? Or that you can remember what anguish and sorrow it brought to your bones? If you have then you can relate to the way I feel about a certain area, trial and struggle in my life. During that season I came across this scripture below:

You keep track of all my sorrows. You have collected all my tears in your bottle. You have recorded each one in your book.
Psalms 56:8 NLT

This brought me so much joy and peace and it also made me realize just who this God I was following after was. My heart had always longed for a gentlemen who was concerned when I was sad a man to truly from his heart want to hold me when I cried. I never got that, until I came to a season of my life where I cried from the depths of my soul and bones. To be honest sometimes I still cry in the quietness of my heart or when it's just God and I. And you know what ladies? He is that gentleman that holds me and truly cares. The scripture above proves it.

Every tear we shed He is collecting them, He sees and He knows how badly it hurts us and you know what? Just like we hurt and cry when our children are hurting I'd go on to say He feels the same way. Because if we being imperfect parents love our children in that way how much more does our perfect Heavenly Father love us!? So many woman look for and look to a physical man to meet those needs. And while yes, our husbands should love us the way Christ loves the church we must remember that they are human just as we are. Only God can love us in the way we long to be loved. Only He can be everything we need Him to be, not our husbands or any guy at that.

I remember I use to put such a high standard on the father of my children. I wanted him to make me feel better all the time and when he didn't I hated him even more then I hated myself. I tore him down because deep within I was a mess. Only Jesus can be our all in all, only He each morning can fill us with what we need.

I've noticed most of us woman struggle in finding balance in that. We either think we don't need a man or even Jesus or we put our husbands in the position of God. I don't think either are healthy. I believe Christ designed it that He is first and then our husbands.... When we twist it or change it up we are telling God His plan is wrong and that's so scary because the bible says in Proverbs 14:1,
The wise woman builds her house but with her hands the foolish tears hers down.

I've torn mine down before and I am so done with being that woman. I want to be the woman who builds hers up keeping Jesus the center and head of my home.

Just want to encourage each of you beauties to keep seeking Him. To always be in a place that God can teach us and speak a word of truth into our lives. Sometimes that discipline and sometimes it's confirmation whatever it is remember He loves you and is always doing a good thing.

I loved You In Your Darkest Hour

Hi there and happy New year. As my heart felt tugged to post something I realized it has been 3 months to the date since I have blogged.... A lot has happened over 3 months and I think sometimes when we go through things that we don't understand it's good to sit And rest at the feet of Jesus. I feel so refreshed and hoping for a new season of writing.

Over the past week I keep getting this picture in my mind. It's from a time that I'd say was my darkest hour. I hadn't given my heart to Jesus yet but little did I know I was about to.

Before I came to know Christ my choices landed me in a pretty abusive relationship. One of my last memories I have before Christ was hiding behind our apartment dumpster with my sweet 4 year old girl and beautiful 7 month old on my hip. We were hiding from their father. Now before I go on I do not in anyway want to down talk him. I made terrible choices too. I share this only to give you the back drop of my past. My "darkest hour". And if you ever feel led please pray for him.

Anyway, I had not been able to figure out why that image kept replaying in my head and finally God spoke. He reminded me that He loved me just as much that day as He does today and the same as He will on my day of completion when I will be called to come home to Him. He reminded me that in that darkest hour He seen me at my best and His masterpiece and all the plans He had for me. Whoa!!! That is super amazing to think about. So as He shared that with me He also reminded me not to fear for my children when they stumble and struggle. He encouraged me to love them through their darkest hours and to keep in mind they too are His masterpiece and He sees their finishing story.

I think if we looked at our children the way God looks at us we wouldn't freakout so much, well I don't think I would anyway. Sometimes as a mom I feel like I need to carry all the weight but that's far from the truth. Our burdens even as parents should be placed at the feet of Jesus. Now don't go thinking we don't hold a responsibility lol. We do ya know! But I think less fretting and more praying would be best.

So let's love our babies always, being heavenly minded even in their darkest hour.