I’m sitting here listening to a chorus of children playing outside with the happy, calming drum of Owl City playing on the stereo, feeling the cool breeze blow in through the windows. Max is reading from his Contracts book, preparing for his 3:30pm class. I just got back from an interview with a Christian mom who needs a housekeeper/personal assistant, who is seriously considering me as a potential candidate. I am 13 weeks today, and moving on into my second trimester.
There are always those days where you feel like you are on the top of a mountain. You think your life song is “Oh what a beautiful morning, oh what a beautiful day, everythin’s goin’ my way!” Despite the overwhelming joy of life on these particular days, I can’t help but become cautious of my feelings of total elation. The joy of the Lord is our strength. But oh how many times, I replace the “Lord” with “circumstances.” It is a danger to float aimlessly on cloud 9. When joy and the blessings of the Lord fill our lives, how easy it is to praise the blessings instead of the Blesser. Oh Lord, I thank you for your many blessings! Do not let my pride gain an inch in these times of prosperity! Guard my heart from distraction! To your name be the glory and your name alone! Teach me my place as a mere human being who is subject to your awesome will! Teach my heart to be full of thankfulness and humility! Give me a heart for others who are in need! Let me not dwell on my blessings! Let me dwell on my gracious Blesser!
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Cheers! Sandra. R.