Not letting the yuckies get the best of me
It seems that he's been struggling a bit more recently, perhaps it's tiredness, (we do forget to put him to bed earlier than his older siblings), but I'm thinking that it's just the "yucky man" ( as a friend refers to it) rearing it's ugly head, taunting him to sin.
It's just like the Lord to give me personal object lessons in my own life as I teach my children. I had allocated the full afternoon today for solitude and reflection. I was dreaming of how I was going to use my four hours of beautiful siilence with the Lord. I started thinking about it as I woke up this morning and it continued through "the anatomy of a leaf" during science class in homeschool. My husband caught me as I was leaving the house, bag in hand, dreaming of the diet coke I was going to pick up on my way out.... "We need to finish what we were working on yesterday this afternoon." His words broke my bliss. Though I grabbed a few moments alone, it wasn't the four hours I had dreamed of. I took my spot in a chair next to his and we started working on the things that needed to get done. Let's just say that I join my son in saying, "the yuckies, they just came up!" I couldn't shake them! I almost burst into laughter as I imagined what my husband saw. He shook his head and kept on typing.
Thankfully, the Holy Spirit resides in me too, and I snapped out of it fairly quickly. (A glass of ice tea did help....)
Don't we need Him? Like a child, I can run to the Father and cry out for help. Lord, save me! Victory is ours in Jesus. I am so thankful for the Father's patience with His children. He gives me the self control I need and I too can choose joy!
"Teach me how to live, O Lord, lead me along the right path, for my enemies are waiting for me."