Head On

Two years ago when Raylea wasn't quite 2 years old, a girl hit us head on because she wasn't paying attention. Thankfully, I was wearing my seatbelt, in a much larger vehicle than she was, and we each were going the speed limit- 30 mph.

Well, last night, on my way to church, it was just Jack and myself. Jack just turned 1.

I saw a car slowly entering my lane, and about two seconds later I realized he was nearly all the way in my lane coming straight for me! Our cars were similar size and this time the speed limit was 55 mph.

I slammed on my brakes and at the very same instant he swerved back into his lane. If I wouldn't have been paying attention, he would surely hit me.

With that kind of impact, the outcome wouldn't have been pretty.

The devil is coming at you head on.

It's your job to be paying attention and keeping an eye out for yourself and your own!

Where that car was headed, was straight into the front of my van. 

But since I was paying attention, unlike him, I saved likely all three of our lives.

Jack is the totally innocent one in the back seat. Just going wherever I take him.

Well whether it's keeping him safe on the road like last night, or keeping him safe on the road of life, I will be responsible and held accountable for how I protected my innocent son. (And daughter.)

Are you doing whatever YOU can to protect your God given family? 

With Jesus I'm Never Alone

Raylea listens to a kids cd in the car.

The first song is called "With Jesus I'm Never Alone."

...when life here is over He'll lead me on home

I'll be where my loved ones have gone

We'll visit for ages beside the Great Throne

And with Jesus I'm never alone!..

That's the last verse. It has really blessed my heart this past week!

Heaven is going to be so amazing on so many levels.

We can't comprehend how amazing it will be.

I can't wait to worship Jesus with those who I worshiped with here on Earth.

And with those whom I have never met here.

Millions who have went on years ago!

I can't imagine being led into Heaven by the Lord, Himself.

He said He is coming back for a spotless church.


What makes spots?

Hatred.
Disobedience.
Jealousy.
Lying.
Pride.


There is a huge amount of things that spot us up.

Are you taking action to stay clean?

No, you can't be perfect.

But I do believe we can strive to be Christ like in all we say AND do.


I challenge you today to look at all you are spotted with.

Then take some time to clean yourself up.


How do you do that?

Prayer. Repentance. Leaning on God.


There is nothing in yourself that will clean your filthiness.

There is nothing you can do or good work that can earn your salvation, either.


You must come to a place where you realize that it's ALL about Jesus and what He did on the Cross.

You must come to a place where you see how broken and dirty you are, and how Holy and Righteous He is.

You must come to a place where you lean on Him, not yourself anymore.


With Jesus, you're never alone!

Day 1

For the next month, I will be writing a post daily. Some will be long and some short. Some may contain scripture and some may contain lyrics or just my own thoughts.

I have a friend going through a miscarriage right now. Another is having a major surgery right now. Another is in rehab after a broken femor bone. One was in a car wreck yesterday. Another is fighting depression. One person is in prison. Another is in war. Another is finalizing their divorce.

Then... Another is worried about what their cooking for dinner. I have loads of laundry to do. Another person is upset because someone unfollowed them on Facebook. Someone else is jealous of someone's home. Another is prideful of the car they drive. 

 Today think about all the issues and trials that others are going through. It will make yours seem a whole lot smaller and you will find yourself having compassion for those around you. Have a blessed day! I look forward to this next month. 

Infant & Pregnancy Loss Awareness Day

 October 15th is infant and pregnancy loss awareness day.  Almost 2 years ago we had a little baby that was in my belly for a month and a half, go to sleep and wake up in heaven. One in four women, this effects. Whether it is miscarriage or stillborn, there is someone every day facing this.

 Loss of pregnancy and a loss of child that is in your belly is not a super popular conversation to have with people. You always think it will never happen to you. That's how I was. Just a few months before I miscarried my baby, someone I was close to went through it and I remember thinking that would be the hardest thing ever! Well lo and behold a few months later it happened to me and the pain that I could only imagine that she was feeling, was 1 million times worse whenever I was grieving for my baby while having to feel the physical pain of my body getting rid of and rejecting something that I wanted so bad to keep.   Everybody's situation is different and everybody loses a baby at different points, but regardless a baby is a person just like you are. They matter and they make an impact on people's lives. I still have people to this day tell me that my baby has made an impact on their life.  I don't think there's anything in the world sweeter to hear then that right there. To know that my little baby's heart beat only for a few weeks, it was never seen by anyone, never had a baby shower, never had a funeral, never had a first birthday ...  That my little baby who is in heaven made an impact on somebody's life. We named that little baby August Shalom. August because that's when I was supposed to be do with that baby and shalom means peace. God gave me great peace during that personal trial. 

 I want anyone who is reading this to know that if you have ever went through a loss or perhaps you are going through one, you are not alone and there are people out there who care, who love you and your baby and want to grieve with you and want to pray with you. 

 Father, I ask that you would be with all of those who have lost a baby or who are in the process right now who may have stumbled across my blog. I ask you that you would give them a supernatural peace during this trial in their life. I ask you Lord that you would wrap your arms of love around them and let them feel comfort that only You can give. Thank you for being the Lord of my life and my very best friend.  Thank you for saving my soul by your amazing grace! Thank you for making salvation something so simple that a child can understand it. Thank you for holding my little baby for nearly 2 years now. I love you Jesus and I thank you for all of the blessings in our life. We can't wait to see our babies soon and we thank you for watching over them until we are able to be there with them as well. In the mighty name of Jesus we pray, amen. 

Take the devil back!

 

It's funny how my blog posts always pan out. This last post, on my stats, I almost had the least amount of people read it then any other post, by two. I will say though, I received the most kind comments via phone, that I have ever received. Many of those who read it must have truly gotten something out of it, and for that, I want to say thank you to those who encouraged me. I don't write for man's approval, but boy, it feels good to know other Christians have my back and are being touched or challenged by what the Lord lays on my heart. I take writing seriously, as I pray and ask the Lord to touch my mind, heart and my hands as I type. Whether one or one thousand read this today, I know it will touch someone because the Lord laid this on my heart.

 

 

Thank you thank you thank you to those who lift me up as I follow through with this calling in my life.

 

 

 

Kara... you have encouraged me after every single post I'm pretty positive. THANK YOU.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The night I was saved, the woman who prayed with me also encouraged me to go home and to pray and ask God what He would have me read. I went home and did that. I opened up to John 15.

 

 

 

If you were of the world, the world would love his own, but because you are not of the world, but I have chosen you out of the world, therefore the world hates you. John 15:19

 

 

 

I remember sitting on my full size bed, reading those words and it was as though they were written for me. Just for me. Within a couple months I painted my walls purple and took a silver sharpie and wrote in cursive above my bed on the wall John 15:16-19. Which is the scripture I read that night. I would lay on my bed with my feet on my pillow and stare at my wall and read it over and over again. I eventually filled up nearly every inch of the walls with scriptures or lyrics.

 

 

 

My whole world changed when I accepted Jesus. I wanted to tell others the change in me. I wanted them to know that I was going to be different from that day forward. I learned quickly that not everyone is a fan of being born again. The day before at school I was a different person. But, on March 16th, 2006, I was a new creation.

 

 

From the day I was saved, to today, not everyone has been supportive of me. One person said to me that I always "had it in me." Basically, saying that I was always a Christian before.

 

 

 Well, let me tell you this. I wasn't. And that's what I told them! 

 

 

I know myself better than they do or you do, and I know when I was saved. The devil tried to make me feel like I never was really saved. He made me doubt that I was a blood bought child of God by telling me that I was never going to be good enough. That's an old trick of the devil and it's about time us Christians start putting him in his place and telling him the truth.

 

 

Like the song goes...

 

 

It's been some time since I made up my mind
To make Jesus Lord of my life
I've withstood the fear and shed many tears
But patience has stood by my side
When I hear Satan say you're really not saved
You're traveling down the wrong track
I recall once again where grace withstood sin
Down memory's lane I take him back



      I take him back to the time at an old-fashioned meeting
When the presence of God filled the air
When the saints were singing of grace and glory
Sweet melodies seasoned with prayer
When one simple sermon from an old-fashioned preacher
Was life to a poor dying slave
I walk him down the aisle to a place at the altar
Where grace fell and I know I got saved



      I never knew love 'til it came from above
And took its abode in my heart
The sun now shines brighter, my burden is lighter
Since Jesus gave me a new start
My songs have been changed- my life rearranged
My journey is now a new road
Now when that old accuser tells me I'm a loser
I remind him how he lost my soul.

 

 

 

It's time we start taking the devil back to the place we were saved!

 

We aren't going to be the most popular person. If you are of the world, sure, they will love you.

 

But BLESS THE LORD, He has set me apart and ordained me and His ear inclines unto me when I cry! I believed on Him that night and He pulled me up out of the miry clay and set my feet on a solid ROCK and established my goings! He put a new song in my heart! He put joy in my life!

 

 

My daddy was a drunk.

My mom was a strong, strong woman to stay and to raise us four kids.

 

 

My dad has an amazing testimony and him being saved and delivered was an integral part of me eventually being saved as well. My dad walked far away from God, but He spoke to him in a bar while he was drinking a mug of beer and playing cards.

 

 

 

 Long story short, he left and never came back.

 

 

 

My dad's last drink was 14 years ago this last weekend. It wasn't because he was determined, like someone who decides to start going to the gym every day and loses 20 pounds. No, I lived with the guy. I heard the guy talk. It was God Almighty who changed every part of my dad, when my dad aloud him to. My dad is a man of God and someone who knows more about the Word, than any man or woman I have ever met. My dad is giving. My dad is loving. My dad has the Fruit of the Spirit.

 

 

He taught me all about God's grace. His love. His mercy. His forgiveness. His sacrifice. His plans. His peace. His joy. His hope. His friendship.

 

 

 

 

He taught me that God is all we need.

 

 

 

 

God is all I need.

 

 

 

 

Amazing Grace is all I need.

 

 

 

 

Take my home, my car, my family even, but I can't make it one second without Jesus.

 

 

 

 

My daddy was saved all those years ago.

 

 

 

 

 

Some folks from a local church came and knocked on my parents door long before I was thought of and shared the Gospel with my mom. She knelt right there with them as they led her in a prayer of repentance while my dad sat in the recliner watching television. She accepted Jesus and He came into her heart and life!

 

 

Grant was a five year old boy, traveling down the road in his parents van and asked them if he would go to hell for lying. They realized he was being drawn by the Lord and he got up by them and they led him in a prayer as he accepted Jesus as a young boy! I'm so thankful for that night! Just this past week, he preached at a revival and during one service, there were 20 decisions for the Lord!

 

 

 

 

Danny, my father in law was just a boy as well, 8 years old. He is nearly 60! He travels around this country telling people about a Savior. THE Savior.

 

 

 

Rhonda, my mother in law was a nine year old girl. She has a very neat testimony.

 

 

 

Garrett, my brother in law, was saved at church camp one year as a boy. He got to show me the building he was saved in this summer as we were there for another youth camp.

 

 

 

My little brother was saved his junior year of high school, which is also when I was saved, my junior year. I text him about it tonight and he told me it was on a Sunday night. I remember my Aunt Charlotte calling me crying, telling me about it.

 

 

 

 

When were you born again? When did you make the best and most important decision of your life?

 

 

 

 

Don't miss out on Heaven for eternity. Make Jesus Lord of your life. He wants to be your best friend. That's what He has been for me. He has been there for me when everyone else has let me down. Friends, family, even your kids and spouse will let you down. Your job will. Your finances will. Your health eventually will. Jesus is what you must place your faith in.

 

 

Draw nigh unto Him. Draw close to Him.

 

 

He's been speaking to me lately. He's been wrapping His arms around me and letting me feel His unending love, which I can't comprehend, and His peace, which passes all understanding.

 

 

 

 

 

I would like to end with a prayer.

 

 

 

 

Almighty God.

 

 

I love you. I worship and praise You, for being You.

Thank You for dying on the Cross for my sins. Thank You for drawing me to you on March 15th, 2006. I was a lost 17 year old girl, with no hope for my future. You forgave me. You accepted me when I wasn't worth accepting. You love me when I am not loveable. You give me joy and peace when I don't deserve it. You gave me Your Word to read, to meditate on, to find comfort in, to rest upon. You gave me prayer to talk to you. Talk to my very best friend in the world. Your Grace has brought me through so much. You're my everything and I pray for those who are reading this right now, that they would feel Your presence and want to draw near to You. I just want to tell You that I love You, Lord. In the Mighty Name of Jesus.

 

Amen.

 

 

 

 



Overcoming Condemnation

 

 

 

There is therefore now no condemnation to them which are in Christ Jesus, who walk not after the flesh, but after the Spirit. Romans 8:1

 

 

 

 

Read that whole chapter if you have about two extra minutes. Or remember to later.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Condemnation.

 

This is what I got when I typed it in on Google.

 

 

 

 

con·dem·na·tion

ˌkändəmˈnāSH(ə)n/

noun

noun: condemnation; plural noun: condemnations

1.

the expression of very strong disapproval; censure.

"there was strong international condemnation of the attack"

synonyms:

censure, criticism, strictures, denunciation, vilification; More reproof, disapproval; informalflak, (a) bad press; formalcastigation "a comment that provoked widespread condemnation"

2.

the action of condemning someone to a punishment; sentencing

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I grew up knowing about God. I didn't know Him though.

 

 

 

We can all say we know about the President of the United States, but we don't know him.

 

 

 

There's a big, big difference.

 

 

 

Incase you've never read my blog before, (which I saw on my stats that someone in Ukraine read one of my posts recently... that's the first time from anyone from that country... so, hello to you!)

 

but incase you've never read my blog before I will give you a really quick background on me.

 

 

My name is Hannah.

 

I've been married nearly eight years to truly my best friend in the world.

 

We have a daughter and a son.

 

I'm nearly 27. (yikes, pushing 30!)

 

My dad was an alcoholic until I was 12 years old, which was when he was saved.

 

At 17 years old I accepted Jesus into my heart and repented of my sins.

 

A couple weeks later I was baptized.

 

I believe we don't make enough about baptism because we are supposed to do as Jesus instructed, but I don't believe that it is essential for salvation. I've watched people die sad and sickly deaths and they physically couldn't get baptized if they wanted to. My aunt and uncle were missionaries in Africa and they used to preach that you needed to be baptized because that is a needed part of salvation until the water in the village they lived in was so dirty they couldn't even get in it. So, they realized that couldn't and wouldn't preach that. The thief on the cross next to Jesus was not baptized. What about those two weeks in between the time I was saved and baptized? Was I not saved? Of course I was. My point is that I 100% believe in baptism and that if you can do it, do it! But whether or not you are baptized, I do not believe the Lord will deny you eternal life if you have repented of your sins and your heart is right with Him. Again, I do believe you need to be baptized if physically possible though. Okay... moving on!

 

 

 

 

I wasn't perfect before I was saved.

And I'm not perfect now.

 

 

 

 

My Uncle Zane preached two weeks ago at his church and he said to everyone, "I don't need to know all your dirty details." There's nothing wrong with telling your testimony. I have heard some people's testimonies over and over again and they will tell you enough for you to get "the picture" or "the idea." Not details that will be stuck in your head every time you see them... I also had a friend say to me something that I also totally agreed with. She said that so many girls hide behind being a "good Christian girl" and never telling people (other women) that that wasn't always the case! I think it's healthy to share your life before you were a Christian with someone who it would help and encourage, to the extent that you would feel comfortable with. Now getting up speaking on stage in front of 500 strangers... that's your call.

 

 

 

 

God doesn't expect us to hang out all our dirty laundry or bring out all the skeletons in our closets to prove how bad we were.

 

 

 

 

 

 

My dad was a drunk. My father in law has never touched alcohol of any form to his lips.

 

 

Mary Magdalene for sure had some issues. I know some women (who at least paint the picture!) who have it all together, all the time.

 

 

I told lies before I was a Christian. Maybe you have never told a lie...? I would like to shake your hand. Seriously.

 

 

I have a friend who slept around a bit before she was saved. Grant and I shared our "firsts" together on our wedding night.

 

 

 

While we are on the subject of sex... let me just throw this little nugget out there for ya. 

 

 

 

Do you know that looking upon a woman with lust is having adultery with her in your heart? That's what the Bible says. So to everyone who prances around with an imaginary medal on your chest that says "VIRGIN WHEN MARRIED" in big bold letters... although that is something to be commended for and I pray already over my children that they will share their first engagement in sex on their wedding night...

 

 

 

I pray for their PURITY above that.

 

 

 

Purity people!

 

 

 

Everyone has their own opinions, and they're entitled to that just as I am, but I believe the guy who looked at porn for the past 10 years up until he got married but he was a virgin... is just as impure as the girl who had sex once or 200 times before her wedding night.

 

 

 

Where do you draw the line then, Hannah? you ask...

 

 

 

 

Well, use some horse sense first off. Secondly, if it's making you want to lead to something more, it's wrong! Call me old fashioned or dumb or whatever. I don't care. I don't write for your approval anyhow. But, I know I'm right on this.

 

 

 

 

I know a girl who has all kinds of tattoos. I mean all kinds... I know another girl who doesn't have her ears pierced.

 

 

 

I know a guy who used to be addicted to meth. I don't even know what meth looks like, honestly.

Do they sniff it? Shoot it? Smoke it? Well, I'm thankful I don't know!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Big lie. White lie.

 

Prostitute. Child molester. Rapist.

 

Jealous of your best friend. Gossips about everyone.

 

Expects everyone to wait on you. Because you're entitled to be respected and nobody else is.

 

Says every dirty word. 100 times a day. Says a dirty word only when really, really upset.

 

Kissed only the man you're married to right now. Did everything leading up to sex, but didn't have the final act of sex. Had sex a few times in high school and college. Or maybe a few hundred times.

 

Gay.

 

Had an abortion. Slaps your kids. Yells at them.

 

Beats your wife. Secretly hates your wife.

 

Had a full out physical affair. Emotional, texting only affair. Porn addict.

 

Drugs, every single day. Smokes cigarettes when stressed out. Overeats when stressed.

 

Laziness. Won't pay people back when you owe them. Makes people feel bad for you all the time, like you don't have any money. Ever.

 

Knows all the Bible and always has an answer but shows zero love to the lost and dying world around you because you're too caught up in your life and your problems.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 Are you any of these? Maybe not. But I have a feeling there is a good... No. A great chance that over half the people who will read this can find themselves in one of the sentences above.

 

You may be thinking... okay Hannah. Way to make me FEEL condemnation.

 

 

Well, I am going to leave you with a thought.

 

 

 

What if God sent his Son to die only for the people who had never drank, never made out with anyone other then their spouse, never cussed, never lied, never was jealous.

 

 

Well, my, my.

 

 

We cheapen and lessen what He did on the Cross of Calvary when He shed His innocent blood when we believe Satan's LIE, that we will never be good enough to be saved. Never be clean enough. Never be holy enough. Never be a strong enough prayer warrior. Satan is good at one thing. Lying. He led me to believe for the longest time that I wasn't ever going to be a powerful Christian because of anything I said or did before or after I was a Christian. He told me I will never be good enough for God. He tries to still do that to me in my relationships with others. I often find myself trying to win a friend over, when in reality, if they truly love me... they will love every part of me. Not just the Hannah who can do for them and make them laugh. But the Hannah who needs uplifting occasionally and may be moody sometimes and not have a single interesting thing to say. (Usually the moodiness is due to hunger, FYI.)

 

 

 

 

My point though, that I'm wanting so badly to make... is this.

 

 

 

 

You weren't perfect before you were saved. You aren't perfect now. I wasn't perfect before I was saved. I'm not now either. Your Pastor, your best friend, the televangelist, the homeless lady laying on the sidewalk. They never were and never will be perfect.

 

 

I believe in holy living. But I also believe we won't know true holiness and perfection until we step over into Glory. I want sin out of my life... "Big" or "small." It's all the same in God's eyes. Sure, different sins have caused different judgments to fall on a person or people, but sin in itself, no matter when you did it, before or after Salvation happened for you, no matter the degree, separates us from God and puts you and I in desperate need of a Savior and His forgiving Hand on our dirty lives.

 

 

Read that line I underlined above a few times and let it sink in.

 

 

 

 

Condemnation is from Satan. Guilt is from Satan.

 

 

 

But as a Blood bought Child of God, WE HAVE THE AUTHORITY TO MAKE HIM FLEE through the powerful and mighty Name of Jesus Christ.

 

 

 

 

Rebuke Satan! Read Roman 8. It'll turn your whole day and if you let it, your whole life around.

 

 

 

Thank you so much for reading.

 

 

 

 

Be a better wife...

 

 

 

 

Grant Daniel.

 

 

I am not nearly the wife I should be for him. Yes, I'm faithful in every way. I love him and would truly lay my life down for that guy. But, I have recently been really convicted about how I need to put him as the top priority in my life, even more then my children. Yep, even more then my helpless, innocent, can't take care of themselves, children. When God made Eve, He made her so Adam could have a help meet. Someone to help him. He told the man to leave his father and mother and to cleave unto his wife. Man and wife are to be one flesh. Not just spiritually and emotionally, but sexually too! Yep, you heard (or read) that right! We are one. That is pretty awesome to me! When I am sad, Grant is sad. When Grant is happy, I am happy. When he makes a decision, I help him make the right choice by praying for him. When he is hurt, I am hurt too.

 

 

 

 

When I see Grant, I see a lot more than a tall, handsome, green eyed hunk. I see the person I am intertwined with. We are not always able to be together every second of every day, but we pray for each other while we are apart. That is the best way we connect I believe. Once I had Ray, I realized life wasn't all about just me and Grant anymore. It included a little tiny 7 and a half pound strawberry blonde haired girl who needed a lot of my attention. Since I nursed her, I spent a bit of time with her. He helped me changed diapers, do laundry and run errands, but still, life was centered around a little girl named Raylea.

 

 

 

 

Fast forward three years later, I give birth to a little 6 pound and 14 ounce boy who decided to come a month early. Life became even more crazy. I thought it was hard leaving the house with one kid. Let's just say after I had Jack, I had a new respect for mom's with multiple children! Today Jack is nearly a year old and he loves to find tiny things around the house and put them in his mouth. Pennies, paper, glitter, decorative plants... you name it. It goes in his mouth! He loves to get the end of the toilet paper and roll it out about 10 feet. He loves to try to grab the silverware (including the knives!) out of the dishwasher as I'm hurriedly trying to unload it. That's just a few things a typical 11 month old does... within 2 minutes. Raylea is nearly four so she has went through a ton of stages. Drawing on walls. Finding the scissors and cutting things up. Eating nearly all the cookies as soon as I get them out of the oven while I'm out of the kitchen for THREE MINUTES. I can't believe that didn't make her sick. Walking up to her Aunt B's house when I had no idea she even our house. (We live on the same land, but still, that's a 100 yard walk for her.)

 

 

Life keeps me busy nowadays. I used to have time to sit and talk to my dog and brush her hair and put it in a ponytail with a bow in it... and now her hair is so long it's covering one eye and her nails are like three inches long. Ok. Not quite that long, but they are long. Don't freak out animal lovers... she is headed to the groomer in the morning.

 

 

 

I love my kids. I have a friend who can't get pregnant with her own and so I know on a pretty personal level from talking to her about the stress and issues that come along with that, that having your kids are truly a blessing. My point to you though, is that it can be hard to not let the kids become number one priority when they need help doing everything. Diaper change for one, helping the other one wipe. Nursing one, making a grilled cheese for the other. Carrying one on a hip, holding the other ones hand. One is crying, the other one is too. I truly stay busy as a stay at home mom. I can't clock out like the job I used to have. I watched a movie lately and a lady says on it that her dream was to get married and have kids. This is my dream too. I'm truly living it. I don't want to clock out, that's not my point. My point is that when you have kids, they take up a lot of time.

 

 

 

That isn't what this post is about though.

 

 

 

How do I make Grant my number one?

 

After Jesus, of course.

 

 

 

Well, for starters, the Lord has really spoken to me over the past year that no matter how tired I am. I need to spend quality time with my man when I can. So, the kids go to bed around 8:30 or 9.

 

 

Watch some Netflix, talk about our day, read the Bible, pray, turn out the lights??...

 

 

 

 

 No matter what we are doing, if we are doing it together and showing each other we love and care for each other, that's what matters. I have been praying for Grant for a long time. For wisdom, for guidance, for anointing, for peace, for boldness, for more of God. But what I'm going to start doing more, is praying for myself.

 

 

 

 

I want to be a more submissive, godly, trustworthy, and just a good help meet for Grant Daniel.

 

 

 

 

I want to be always please him in every way possible with a servant's heart and sweet spirited attitude.

 

 

I'm just being transparent, as he always says when he preaches.

 

 

 

I want to be a better wife!

 

 

 

There is nothing wrong with that. I'm pretty sure every wife reading this could be a better wife, if she was honest and didn't let pride get in the way.

 

 

My calling in life is to be a momma, yes. But my first calling was to be a wife! I sure want to make God happy with my fulfilling of my callings. I want to be all He has called me to be.

 

 

 

God has given each of us, whether you're a wife or husband, the power through Jesus Christ, and what He did on the Cross, to be overcomers of all and to stomp satan into the ground.

 

 

Make plans this week to surprise your spouse.

 

 

It doesn't have to be a romantic dinner and rose petals leading to your bedroom... (although I'm sure they wouldn't mind that!)

 

It can be a simple note thanking them for all they do. Grant writes me a note often and last week he wrote a little one and had it sitting on top of a new Realtree hoodie he bought me. It made my day.

 

 

It can be a cuddle on the couch.

 

 

It can be you placing your hand on theirs and praying for them.

 

 

It can be breakfast ready for them before they are out of bed.

 

 

It can be a facial. Which Grant also surprised  me with last month. (He's good.)

 

 

It can be a box of donuts. Okay, maybe that is just something that would mean a lot to me.

 

 

It can be giving the kids a bath while your spouse rest on the couch.

 

 

It can be a kiss on the forehead when they least expect it.

 

 

Just do something out of the ordinary.

 

 

I have my plans.

 

 

So make yours!

 

 

 

Have a GREAT week!