Who am I? A wife for almost 40 years. A mom for over 36 years. A sister and a friend, of course. Each of these help describe me. But, even more, I have been a Christian since accepting Him as my Savior when I was 12 years old and, this truth defines each area of my life. I have enjoyed some mountain top experiences but have been through some very deep valleys as well. Valleys of incredible grief and even pits of depression. However, most of my days are ordinary, routine kind of days. But in every one of my days, God has been faithful. He has walked with me whatever the day. He strengthens, comforts, encourages and blesses me with life "most abundant."

A favorite life verse: The thief cometh not, but for to steal, and to kill, and to destroy: I am come that they might have life, and that they might have it more abundantly. John 10:10

Why do I write? Though not quite as private as my dad, I am definitely my father's daughter. I find it difficult to share. And to let others in. But I do love to write. I love to put words into sentences and sentences in paragraphs that help express my thoughts. I hope my words help me share my heart. Share the life that God has given me and all that He has done for me and through me. I write with the hope of giving Him at least a bit of the glory He is due.

A verse to guide my writing: That the trial of your faith, being much more precious than of gold that perisheth, though it be tried with fire, might be found unto praise and honour and glory at the appearing of Jesus Christ. I Peter 1:7

I Got It

Posted on By jennifer

So, I was reading a post this morning (find it here) about loving our husbands in the “ordinary” things – those every day things that we do but that can be done with a true servant’s heart..and lots of love…to really express our love to our hubbies. It was a great post and I began thinking about ordinary ways to love my own hubbie. It didn’t take long for my old flesh to chime in with something like “he won’t even notice!” You mean, if I keep all the ironing done, or serve his favorite meal, or any one of many other things….he might not immediately stand and recognize me as the sweetest wife ever???! (Yes, my ole flesh is every bit that sarcastic!) I was quickly convicted that “it is not about me or my being recognized.”

Just a few minutes later, I came across another post about behind the scene servants – simply serving others and being a blessing without recognition. Of course, God knows and He recognizes. I was beginning to sense a message.

Two minutes later, a devotion arrived in my inbox. I haven’t even read it yet but its entitled “Is Not About You.” Ok. I got it. Lesson learned.

Does this type of thing every happen to you? Or am I just that thick-headed it takes three (or more) promptings to get the point.:)

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Comments (6)

  1. Oh how I am chuckling with you!!! Often my first fleshly thoughts are a bit sarcastic. One of the areas I am working on! Plus, the Lord has to pound over and over to me too: It's not all about me. A lesson I'm working on each day.
    You are such a blessing to me!!

  2. Yep! This type of thing happens to me! Unfortunatly it usually takes at LEAST 3 to get the point! I am that thick headed and blonde! 'Nuf said! :~?
    Blessings!

  6. happens all the time to me! I don't always get it the first time and wonder if He really means what I hear or read! So, i end up getting a few "clear" messages to confirm the thought! 🙂 I am glad you got it this time! 🙂 Aren't we all like that though….waiting and longing for the recognition! God does see ALL we do though. 🙂

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