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Dearest Lord. Blog Prayer Journal. Surrender, Homemaking, Blessings.

 

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Dearest Lord,

I've been thinking about what it means to be a homemaker: mulling over words like sacrifice, obedience, surrender, as well as that long one that I can't remember right now, which speaks so eloquently of Your sacrifice. 

Sometimes, when I'm pondering these aspects of being a homemaker, and indeed of being a Christian, a picture of a miserable, dull, doormat comes to mind, as I'm sure it does to many of us. But it shouldn't. Lord, You surrendered all, yet You were so strong, so royal, so peaceful, so full of joy as You walked with Your disciples and interacted with mankind here on Earth. You humbled Yourself and now You are exalted.

So too, You call me to humble myself, to lay my life down here in the home. It's a daily surrender; a daily saying "No!" to the flesh.

Some would definitely call it a doormat life. I disagree strongly. For just today I have been reminded of the countless blessings and enjoyments You allow me every day. I think of all of the little things that bring joy: a sunbathing cat, a pot of tea, a shower of pink flowers, a merry conversation with a child, a little time to draw, to learn, to create, to write. All of these are blessings from Your hand Lord. May I never be ungrateful for them. And may I never cease to say, "I Love You Lord!"

Amen.







Copyright: Alison Lawrence 


With love and prayers

💕🙏😊

Alison

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