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What is your role in this world? Are you a mother, a wife, a sister, a daughter, a friend?
Are you a Christian?
Too often, “Christian” is the last role on our list when we define ourselves. Motherhood and wifely duties consume so much of our time and attention that those roles are most prominent to us. Lately, I have had these questions weighing on my heart: who am I? what is my purpose here? what/whom is my first priority?
It is tempting to think that my role as Mother is most important. After all, little Sprout requires my care to live. She needs me. But that relationship with her will be damaged if I neglect my role as Wife. So, maybe my first definition should be Wife. Nate needs my affection, attention, love, respect, and support.
But my relationship with him will suffer if I neglect my role as Christian. God…
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Yes. This is it.
I’m so old I remember when we didn’t have air-conditioning or television. We lived in Jacksonville, Florida, and nine months out of twelve, it was hot—inside and outside the house.
Houses were constructed of wood, with large windows and screens, sash type windows you could slide up and down for maximum air flow. The floors were hardwood and off-grade, so air could circulated under, over, around, and through.
Daddy bought a window-box fan that fit just inside a window to draw air into the house. Of course, that meant we slept with all the windows open. None of us thought it strange to live in a world without artificial cooling. A world where our home was always unlocked. A world where God, home, and family were the basis for a great and godly America.
However, on hot summer afternoons, cooking supper over an open flame gas stove turned the kitchen…
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This is a good one!
Look what one look at a woman bathing on her rooftop cost a man, his home, and his country. The pronunciation of one word spelled the difference between life and death for a nation of people. One word inserted by a serpent changed the course of human history forever.
One visit to a website, one indiscreet email or phone call, one moment of anger and fury, one rash and foolish decision made before a new Christian, or one “white lie” can create unbearable consequences to the heart, destiny, and influence of a person. Rationalization that it’s only once or only a little can be fatal, both to self and others.
But this “little thing” principle applies to attitude, too. A brief, gossiping conversation may seem harmless, but discourage or devastate the subject of it. Small, snide comments about the elders, Bible class teachers, deacons, or others may divide…
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Home is where Hearts are Shaped for Eternity
I washed the dishes with a huff and a sigh, feeling grumpy and anxious about all the other (more important) things I needed to do.
The look on my face must have given me away because my husband asked, “Do you even like being a homemaker?”
My heart sank.
I felt crushed. But it was obvious that my displeasure had been clearly visible for quite some time.
The sad part was, I did like being a homemaker, but had fallen into the trap of busy and piled so much on my plate that I no longer found much joy in anything, only stress and worry.
Preparing meals had become an after thought and inconvenience; why did people have to get hungry?!
Cleaning was something that also made me crazy. I had deadlines to meet!
If the kid’s bedtime dragged on too long I…
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The title of this post may seem like I’m going to launch into a neo-Christian heresy about how the Greek root of such-and-such word actually means that we can have sex whenever we want, and waiting for marriage is a sham.
But that’s not what this post is about, so you can put away your pitchforks and douse your torches.
Should you wait for marriage to have sex? Yes, that’s so soundly Biblical it’s not even open for debate. But there are good reasons on WHY we should wait and there are bad reason, and there is one popular reason that I’ve discovered that really isn’t Biblical.
Marriage Isn’t The Ultimate Goal
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