
Blessed is the one
who does not walk in step with the wicked
or stand in the way that sinners take
or sit in the company of mockers,
but whose delight is in the law of the LORD,
and who meditates on his law day and night.
That person is like a tree planted by streams of water,
which yields its fruit in season
and whose leaf does not wither—
whatever they do prospers.
Psalm 1:1-3
I love this Psalm… and in the last few months it has become somewhat of a mantra for me. With the choices we have made as a family to live in God’s light and not in the world, even if its hard financially etc, these verses have been an encouragement.
That said, due to the choices we have made, we have been consistently attacked by Satan. He knows that we are trying to live a godly life and live a life in the world but not of the world, and so its feels as though he is challenging that and trying to break us.
I feel that God is calling us to stand stronger as a family, to stand stronger in Him and to place Him at the centre of everything in our lives. We try, but we fail, and so now the pressure is on.
As a couple, Chris and I have really been through a ridiculous amount of stuff in 8 years together, the bulk of which while we were fairly newly-married. I prayed then that if the Lord wants this marriage and this family for Himself that He help us and save us. He is good! He is really a God of promises, and the one promise He gave me during the darkest part of our life was Jeremiah 31:3 – The LORD appeared to us in the past, saying: “I have loved you with an everlasting love; I have drawn you with loving-kindness.”
This verse is true today also, His love for me has sustained me, and has helped to love my family more.
In the past year, God has laid family on my heart, and raising our family for Him, in all ways, in the amount of children we have, in whether we send them to school or homeschool and in laying on our hearts to have our children in the church with us, as opposed to sitting in creche or Sunday School. All of these decisions, have been attacked by Satan, through friends and family. And it hurts.
It hurts and makes me doubt myself and fills me with guilt, “am i a bad mother and wife?” or “am i failing as a mom because i don’t do what everyone else does?”. It sucks! I know that I’m not perfect, but that through God’s grace I can be perfect in His sight… however this does not make me a perfect mother, or wife.
Unfortunately, Satan also uses one of my favourite things, blog reading to make me feel inferior, so instead of feeling inspired to do cool things with my family, I feel like I’m failing because I’m NOT doing those things. I feel like I am juggling too many balls and they will all come crashing down.
Another part of my problem I think is also that we have effectively been in the same church that I grew up in since I was 11. I have hordes of history in that church, and some people remember me one way… not necessarily a good way. Maybe they don’t but I feel like they do. Chris and I have also been very hurt by people in that church and mostly well-meaning people showing apparent concern. This stuff all happened years ago and I have forgiven, but it still gets to me in occassion. I no longer feel at home there. Yes, its a great bible-teaching church, and I have some really amazing friends there, I am just not sure it is where God wants us to be. I know that there is no perfect church and that people will always hurt you, so no need to inform me. I also feel that real friends will remain no matter which church we are part of.
This whole novel-length post is really a mixed up way of me saying that we as a family are trying to hear God’s word for us and follow Him. If that means packing up and going somewhere outside our comfort-zone, then so be it. He has opened doors for us since day one, and He is still opening some doors. One of which being Chris’s new job, and whatever goes along with that. I trust Him to help us decide where to go from here, as we know he will lead our family. We want a family that can be strong in God, not in our own power – in which case we will fail. Heck, the only way I have managed so far, being a fairly-decent mama (although Satan would have me think otherwise) is by His GRACE! Daily I need grace to face the challenges a toddler throws at you.And daily He provides it. Daily He blesses my family… maybe not in the ways we expect or think we want/need, but in the right ways for His glory’s sake.
I am blessed with a lovely man, who loves me and works really hard for our family, and tries to do God’s will. We are blessed with a little boy we never thought we could have, who challenges us daily to grow in patience, and who teaches us things about God and His wisdom, love and grace that we never could have learnt another way. We are blessed with friends and family who love us, encourage us, rally around us in times of need, and pray for us.
Yes, blessed indeed is the man who delights in the law of the Lord!