War Room and a yucky nose

Today was a “we are gonna stay at home because we live in Texas, it got cold and windy, you have a gross runny nose and mommas got laundry to do” type of day.

Ha. Does that sentence make you want to cringe? Lol, I think I just did.

….and what a great way to start blogging, again! Wow. Yall. Don’t judge the grammar, please.

So, if you check out my other page, Pristine Silhouettes, you’ll get a glimpse of my life pre-marriage. The Lord has brought me out of some MESS. I know it is ‘what made me who I am’, etc and all that. But, oh. my. word. Do you ever wish you could just choose ONE thing to have the option of changing from your past? I have wished that lately. Only because given the A or B options, I know my life would have taken a much different path. BUT, as fate and divinity would have it, there is probably no way I would have met my super-handsome, hard-working husband, James, and we certainly wouldn’t have our sweet little one year old.

Those options I mentioned… I mean, go meet this guy or stay your butt at home and read your Bible. Ooooooh to have the wisdom (the TINY bit more) that I have now back then!!! Come on, somebody! Yall know what I am talking about.

Okay. Anywaaaaay.

So, yes. I am married. We will celebrate 5 years this October! We live in central Texas, have a little one and a dog and we know God has some huge stuff in store for our marriage.

Which brings me to War Room. Have you seen it?! You need to if you haven’t. I decided to re-watch it again today while folding laundry and wiping my babe’s yucky nose every few minutes!

Yall. Our thirteen month old is nodding his head yes when you ask him if he wants to do something, now. As I sat on the floor with him, him playing, me tears in my eyes at the part where Tony breaks down to Elizabeth… I said to my boy, “Let’s go wipe your yucky.” He nodded his head and began to walk over to our coffee table where the tissue box was. So sweet.

Okay, back to War Room…😉

Married four and a half years… I just thought I had it figured out. I thought I was a good wife. We had a good marriage. I do good things. We are good to one another.

Good isn’t good enough, yall.

Nope.

We want our marriage to THRIVE! Our culture has adopted such a horrible habit of allowing the hard seasons in life to tear apart what God brought together. I would be lying if I said I haven’t ever doubted to sovereignty of God bringing us together.

Insert about 12 months of a really challenging “season”… Still going strong through that one, I might add!

I have my tribe I go to when the going gets tough. Of these warriors in the faith, they include a co-worker and a very good church friend. The church friend gave me a book over a YEAR ago! It is entitled, Fierce Women: The Power of a Soft Warrior. At the onslaught of this really challenging season, she would tell me, “Read the book.” Yeah, yeah… ‘I will add it to my stack’, I thought. So months later, I found myself in the eye of the storm and she reminded me of the book, again. I finally picked it up and began to read it. There is a chapter about affirming your husband. I was brought to tears. No, forget tears. The ugly cry. Okay, almost. Seriously though, I had got caught up in a tremendously toxic whirlwind of emasculating my husband with nothing more than my words and actions. I am SO thankful for God’s timing of picking this book up in the eye of the storm. My heart was broken and in need of repair. Meaning, I was open to receive the fixing I needed to move forward. Surrendered.

The co-worker began mentioning War Room to me months ago. She would ask me, “have you seen War Room?” or “Can I babysit for yall so you can watch War Room?” She finally lent me her copy and we watched it about a month ago. To my knees… AGAIN! I was SO convicted. I don’t think I can count on two hands the amount of times I have purposely prayed for my sweet James in 4 and a half years! That’s flat out awful!

I know even my own little selfish prayers over the past 12 months, God has heard. But, after seeing the movie and remembering what I had read in the book, I knew it was time to take control of the enemy’s attacks and get a strategy going!

So, a couple of weeks ago, I set up my own War Room. I have been praying for him and our marriage. My heart has changed. I am able to choose responses fueled with a heart of grace and love vs. judgement and anger. And, I have a new found joy in the hope for the things God has promised to us in our marriage.

If you are married, pray for your spouse. If you are not married, pray for your future spouse! Pray, pray,  pray!

1 Thessalonians 5:17 NLT tells us, “Never stop praying.”

Don’t get caught up in your posture or your location. Don’t worry about how your words come out.

Just speak from your heart.

And choose joy. Always. Choose. Joy. <— talking to myself in the mirror, here!