Fast forward a few years and I've forgotten. It is so tempting to become caught up in my whirlwind of achievement. It is so easy to try to minimize the damage control. I am weary of cleaning up messes! I am weary of cleaning up the very same messes - over and over and over again. Perhaps it is the engineer part of me that screams on the inside how crazy it is to add more mess to the ordinary, to keep repeating the same activities and never, ever, see progress.
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she called me a hypocrite | in defense of Billy /
At some point, I must begin to teach him to discern on his own what is good, honorable, noble, pure, and righteous. Being able to make the decisions on his own is something that I believe we must always teach. There's not a day when, bam, he's old enough to begin that lesson. We must always be teaching that lesson.
Read Moreshattering - what I choose not to do /
I confess. I've allowed Satan to enter my awareness. It wasn't intentional. I didn't set out to let it happen. But happen it did, nonetheless. Slight little whispers in my ear. I didn't recognize his ugly voice at first. The seeds of comparison. Ugly, ugly comparison.
I feel that comparison and expectations are the root of so very much conflict in our lives.