Good Lessons

I saw a couple of important lessons via blogland. I don't know any of these people personally but God spoke through their posts.

This one I will file in the back of my mommy brain for the conversation that will happen I'm sure in the future about God's name.

The second appealed to the side of my personality that cares, sometimes too much, about what other people think about me. The line that spoke the loudest to me I rephrased for my own particular situation lately . Do I react as strongly when someone walks away from the Lord as much as when they have walked away from my friendship?

Speaking of lessons, making my regularly scheduled spiritually encouraging activities such as Ladies Bible Study, Sunday class and church service are just much harder with a new baby. When I do make it, there's no guarantee a fussy baby, poopy diaper, pumping time or some other uncontrobally force will cause me to exit the room. I'm just not ready for nursery time away from mommy just yet. I notice my attitude is reflecting the lack of nourishment. I've decided to pick up the challenge of following Beth Moore's online study she is doing of her new book "So Long Insecurity: You've Been a Bad Friend to Us". I 'get' her, this topic speaks to me, it's self paced and I don't have to leave my house. I've felt lately that I have something to prove. Satan has been more effective than I'd like lately with me taking things personally that in any way could reflect that I'm a bad mommy. It is no one else's job to prop up my confidence. I remind myself I can't please everyone and I can only control myself. That my audience is one unconditionally loving, accepting and forgiving God who knows my heart and intentions. I know in our journey waiting, I would question if God was finding me lacking in the potential mommy area and that's why he was saying no. So now, I feel as though I have to be super mommy to prove to God I was worthy of this precious gift. There are so many things wrong with those thoughts I can't begin to explain. That thinking will either encourage my own spiritual pride or tear me down. Neither is healthy or desirable. Please just mention my name if you happen to think of me during your prayer time. Thank you :-)