Which, now that I think about it is exactly a metaphor for my life. I am an old Christian, longing to be made new again. I have sort of just been making it through, being functional. Like my bedroom. Its functional. Is it pretty? No. Is it outstanding? No. Does it inspire? No. So, I think a new, divine coat of paint is in order. And I'm talking primer/paint combo. The good thick stuff! I've gotten filled up with laundry and mess and dresser drawers that could wake the dead. I don't have any protective curtains, just bare rods. So, this year I am going to work on my room. I'm going to work on being an old Christian that is made new again. What does that mean though??? I am not going to recite the same mantra that I probably have a bunch of times, like I'm going to read my Bible more (although I hope to), I'm going to pray more (I'm really going to try though), I'll be a better parent (definitely want to though). No, what this new coat of paint looks like is being completely open. I know God is going to stretch me. I'm going to listen and obey. Simple right? Even though the first thing He wants me to do seems way out of my league and my own selfish desires are screaming "YOU DON'T NEED TO DO THAT!! THINK ABOUT YOURSELF!"
I'm going to put up a fight this year! I'm going to follow my husband's lead, who is becoming more than I ever dreamed, which considering he was pretty phenomenal to begin with, is quite astounding. Alex is pushing me to be better without even saying a word. And I love him for it. All to make my God and family proud.
And my room isn't the only thing that is making big changes. Stay tuned!
Oh, Mari my love. Consider editing your thoughts down to a paragraph and making me a flip calander for daily devotions please.
ReplyDeletelove you, mom