Tuesday, September 29, 2009

Grown Kids and Friends

I'm at the age now that some of my friends are VERY close to the age of my sons! OUCH! How did that happen? I'm more aware of these young friends today, because I'm anticipating a visit from my 2 sons who are both in their twenties.

I'm really happy to have young friends. The point is that I feel like I'm one of them -- not this much older woman. I don't necessarily feel older and wiser and full of advice. I feel like I'm journeying through life just like they are. I still stumble, still make mistakes, still get up and try again. Life is just like that -- whatever the age.

So, if you're one of my young friends, thank you for being part of my life. You make me happy. You keep me young. You teach me life lessons that I never want to forget. You help me relate to my own children. You bring me much delight. You even pray for me! You are indeed a gift from God to help me navigate LifeTremors.

I'm thankful for you.

Tuesday, September 22, 2009

Little LifeTremors in Marriage

I've been experiencing some little LifeTremors recently -- just when I thought life had settled down. You know that marriage is hard work -- harder than anyone expects before marriage. My husband and I have had our share of major LifeTremors, but this summer has been sweet. We've enjoyed each other, as we shared a common outdoor obsession (I mean hobby) called GOLF! I took up the sport because he loved it, and I loved him. So now I'm a golf nut.

But just last week I felt a little tension creeping into our relationship. Nothing major. Just annoyance. The man I loved AND liked all summer, became the man I was not liking quite as much. How did that happen? When did that happen?

Little by little! That's how most marriages start to suffer -- little by little -- step by step. I'm glad I noticed. I'm taking action! You see, I'm pretty protective over my marriage. I think we all should be that way. My marriage is too valuable and I've worked too hard on it over the years to let it slip into decline.

I'm taking a class on understanding men called "For Women Only." This week's challenge is to say nothing negative to or about your husband. Ummmm! I've been doing ok on cutting out the negative talk, but lately I've been thinking some negative thoughts. And I know it's not a long trip between my mind and my tongue.

I'd best be focusing on what's TRUE, NOBLE, RIGHT, PURE, LOVELY, ADMIRABLE, EXCELLENT, AND PRAISEWORTHY about my husband. (If you didn't notice, I borrowed those words from Philippians 4:8)

Have I mentioned some of my husband's good qualities? He's generous, kind, constant, a great golfer, and he's trustworthy.

Mmmmmm. I'm feeling better already.

Sunday, September 13, 2009

Worry? Who me?

I woke up several times in the night with someone dear to me on my mind. I was so tempted to worry as the challenges he faces played across my mind. I wanted to go into problem-solver mode. But God's Spirit kept reminding me I had a choice -- worry is a choice I make. I can choose to pray and turn all my burdens over to God, or I can choose to worry and stay awake all night. One choice is wise; the other is foolish. One choice is based on faith; the other on fear.

Last night I fought hard not to worry. I kept giving my loved one over to the only One who can really make a difference -- God Himself. And then I fell back asleep, trusting and resting.

I want to make that choice consistently. I want to trust my God completely.

Friday, September 4, 2009

A Praying Life

I recently read a quote that challenged me greatly. It's from a book by Paul Miller called "A Praying Life."

"What do I lose when I have a praying life? Control. Independence. What do I gain? Friendship with God. A quiet heart. The living work of God in the hearts of those I love. The ability to roll back the tide of evil. Essentially, I lose my kingdom and get his. I move from being an independent player to a dependent lover. I move from being an orphan to a child of God."

Makes me want to pray more. What strength and hope when I pray. What lost opportunities when I do not. I want to be a woman of prayer. What stands in my way? Only me. I am my greatest hindrance to prayer -- me -- with my hurriedness, my forgetfulness, my distraction, my selfishness . . .

Lord, teach me once again to pray!