Mother's Day

I hope everyone had a wonderful Mother's Day. I did. Last week my sweet hubby asked me what I wanted for MD and I told him time and money. Ha! Couldn't we all use more of both? No, I told him I would like some new clothes and time (without a 2 year old) to shop for them. So yesterday, after church, Chris put Rebecca down for her nap, sent me off to the mall with good wishes and while I shopped he prepared an absolutely delicious dinner: grilled shrimp, grilled asparagus, and roasted corn on the cob. I found a couple of pairs of slacks at Express that fit really well, which is no easy task when you're built like me, and I was able to use a coupon that was about to expire. SCORE!!! I really actually hate shopping, but when I find something that fits and is a good deal, it's somewhat enjoyable. When I walked in the door after my successful shopping trip, the table was set and dinner was ready. My mom and dad joined us for a very nice meal. Abigail gave me some flowers and planted them in the backyard herself. Rebecca made me a card with her hand prints (always special) on it, at church. I could almost say that it was the perfect Mother's Day. The only reason I say almost is because before church, Rebecca got a spanking for willful disobedience and after dinner, Abigail got sent to her room for a lousy attitude...NOT how I would have chosen to begin and end the day, but I guess that is part of being a mom.

Yesterday, our pastor gave the message on what he called the wisdom books of the Bible. I joked about needing more time and money, but I would seriously have to add wisdom to the list of things I could use more of. In fact, I pray for it regularly and specifically for wisdom as a mother. I want to raise my daughters to be kind, compassionate, strong women with hearts for Jesus and I often feel like the world is fighting me at every turn. Our culture doesn't seem to value modesty, purity, service or other Godly attributes. It is up to me to train my daughters in the way they should go (Proverbs 22:6) and I will need God's wisdom to do that.

Last night I studied in the book of Job and to be honest, it made me very uncomfortable. I feel like I have been blessed beyond what I deserve and to think about Satan telling God that the only reason I love Him is because I have been so blessed, gives me chills. If I were tested as Job was tested, would I pass? I would like to think that I would, but I don't know. I did not get very far into the book of Job, but it has already given me a lot to think about.

I know this is an abrupt way to end, but "Elmosover!"