I planned on mopping, prepping homeschool stuff, and folding some laundry. The first day back from a weekend like this, alone with the kids, is HARD. I don’t want to be rushing in the morning and feeling overwhelmed.
Don’t be tempted to become enslaved to the title you’ve arrested yourself under and thereby become a faithful servant to that “title” instead of the Lord.
For many years, I saw God's heart in a way that was very fixed. And in this fixed image of God, I was blinded to His heart. In effect, I made God devoid of any and all emotion. And myself? A mere project in need of fixing.
Have you ever found yourself in prayer, constantly asking/praying in a rhythmic pattern of “Lord help me to....and I pray that You would...and help me to...and help me to...and help me to...and help me to?”
However, when it came down to a dwindling savings account, a lack of call backs from potential employers, was God a God of the real world with harsher consequence?