I'm sitting at Mathis Brothers, waiting for Derek to get here, "stewing" about how long I've been waiting. I have come up with all the reasons I'm mad at him, how this has set me back with stuff that needs to be done at home, and how he should be more of a "planner" like me (well, to be perfectly honest, I'm more anal-retentive and I probably don't want that "trait" in my spouse). Then I came across this...
"A large part of guarding your heart means learning how to control your thoughts, your words, your disposition and your general outlook. What you think usually comes out in what you say. What you say affects how you feel, and that shows up in your overall attitude." - Joyce Meyer
That was a swift kick in the rear, and exactly what I needed. I'm not guarding my heart, I'm not controlling myself, and I'm definitely not honoring God or my husband. I'm letting Satan win.
No more!
Jesus died for this, He rose for this, and He's interceding with the Father on my behalf. His love has overwhelmed me and His kindness is bringing me to repentance. Jesus has grabbed the proverbial sword and has come to my rescue yet again. Jesus wins! And when He wins, all God's children win.
Jesus has made peace with God on my behalf; I can boldly go to the throne and ask for forgiveness from my Daddy - and He always forgives. He is so sweet and so good. He loves his kiddos. What a joyous inheritance.
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