If we confess our sins, he is faithful and just to forgive us our sins and to cleanse us from all unrighteousness. 1 John 1:9
When someone first comes to faith in Christ, she acknowledges that she is a sinner in need of a savior. She agrees with God that “all have sinned” and that on her own she is doomed to death. Perhaps the time leading up to that moment was checkered with sordid, shameful sin. Or, perhaps, a lifetime of “clean living” was finally revealed by the Holy Spirit as the filthy rags that self-righteousness is in the sight of God.
Growing up, I learned a very time-consuming, meticulous way to do laundry. It is the definition of perfection. The right way to do laundry. Clothes do not shrink, fade, or wrinkle when you do laundry this way.
Around child number three, however, I realized if I continued to do laundry the perfect way, I would never have any laundry done. So I started using the dryer like everyone else in the world. I joined the thousands of mothers who sell 5T pajamas at their garage sales, knowing they actually now fit a one-year-old. Now that I use my dryer so faithfully, I am an avid pocket checker. Occasionally I miss a paper towel or one of my husband’s foam ear plugs, but I’ve never missed a crayon . . . until today.
Guilt. That all too familiar feeling in my gut—wearing on my mind and heart. As a child of God, I know I have grace and forgiveness and that guilt should not have a hold on me. “Therefore there is now no condemnation…” (Romans 8:1-2). I think I know that I can’t and shouldn’t live in guilt, but guilt still comes. And I’m pretty confident I’m not alone on this one. So what do we do with it? What should be our reaction?
That’s the confession I made several months ago on Focus on the Family. You can hear the audio of me fessing up to my mom anger here.
I’m not proud of my tendency to loose my cool in front of my kids. In fact, I hate how quickly and how often I find myself seething with anger toward them. But even though I hate that side of me, my tendency is to brush it off, justify it, or act like blowing my top is just an occupational hazard of my job as a mom.
A precious young mom shared with me last week that she had to ask her son and the rest of his eleven year old soccer teammates for their forgiveness. She loves the Lord, loves His Word, but in a moment of frustration, she lost her cool in front of the team. The next week, she gathered them together so she could look each one in the eye and explain why she needed to ask their forgiveness. Many of these kids are from non-Christian homes and had probably never seen or heard a gospel demonstration like that!
I pen these words the day after a bomber took out an 8-year-old as he waited for his dad to cross the finish line of the Boston marathon. There’s not a single day that I drop my son off at pre-school that I don’t think about Sandy Hook and have to fight the urge to do a U-turn in the school parking lot, bring him home and lock all the doors. Then there are super viruses, bacterial infections, and childhood cancers…It’s enough to make me want to say this desperate prayer all day, every day “Jesus, keep my kids safe. Jesus, keep my kids safe. JESUS, PLEASE KEEP MY KIDS SAFE!”
This month as we celebrate Valentine’s Day, I want to challenge you women to spice things up in the bedroom! As the conclusion to our series on sex and motherhood, (if you missed it be sure to check out those posts here) we want to encourage you to take action in the area of your sex life. Continue reading →
Maybe you’ve been following our Mom Sex Challenge posts and think, “Yeah whatever, my husband is not interested at all in sex!” Trust me friend, you are not alone. Although it’s easy to think all men just want sex and want it all the time, there are cases where the wife has more of a sex drive than her husband. Continue reading →
How can you keep the love alive after the kids arrive? Dr. Juli Slattery, founder of Authentic Intimacy, tackles this question in more in her final installment of my interview with her. If you missed out, read part one here and part two here. Continue reading →
I’m a 43-year-old stay-at-home mom who homeschools two teenage boys. I am also experiencing menopause. I am a wife to a husband who holds a very stressful job and comes home very tired. Sounds like there could be some rough days, huh? Continue reading →
It’s not that I have something against friendly old guys with red suits and reindeer. I like his belly laugh and think it’s cute that he has a perpetual twinkle in his eyes. Even so, my husband and I have decided to ban Santa from the Christmas activities at our house. Continue reading →
“Mom, I need you to pray for me.” The serious look on Older’s face caused me to lean in with concern. “OK,” I said. “What is it?” Older took a deep breath and said, “Well, tomorrow is Younger’s birthday, and on my birthday, he tortured me all day long. I need the Lord to help me not to torture him back.” Continue reading →
This time every year, I feel a little torn. Fall is hands down my favorite season of the year. I spend ten months longing for cooler temperatures, falling leaves, hayrides and hot apple cider. Oh, and fun-sized Snickers. Lots and lots of fun-sized Snickers. Continue reading →
Augustine was one of the most influential Christian theologians of all time. His fifth-century writings in support of biblical orthodoxy and against the prevailing heresies of his day shaped Western thought for centuries to come. Continue reading →
In August, I wrote about ways to avoid motherhood burnout — during a time when I was experiencing some major burnout myself. I had been faithful in reading God’s Word, I was singing praise music all day long, I was trying to remember these seasons are short … but I was still struggling with burnout! I felt worn out to the core. I felt empty. Continue reading →