by Tessa | Faith
Welcome to this week’s Word on Wednesday post!
This is a verse that I’m reflecting on this week. It is a great reminder to me at this “back-to-school” time of year that neither my children nor I will learn true wisdom by sitting in a classroom. If we are open to the Lord’s guidance and instruction, nothing will be able to take away from us the Wisdom from the Lord.
It goes hand in hand with Romans 1:20 which states that “For since the creation of the world God’s invisible qualities – His eternal power and divine nature – have been clearly seen, being understood from what has been made, so that people are without excuse.” My primary role as a mother is to teach my children about God and this will be understood from what He has made. So we will continue to spend our time in His world and learning about Him through the life He has blessed us with.
by Tessa | Faith
A passage that really stuck out to me in my Bible reading last week was the 8th chapter of Nehemiah. I get to listen to my Bible app on my smartphone read to me every morning, and listen to sermons every week, and I often forget how rare of an opportunity it is to have this religious freedom. The Israelites, in this passage, had not heard the Word of the Lord read or taught to them for many years and they are so thirsty for it that they are able to stand attentively and listen for hours as the Word is read out loud to them. Confession: I sometimes get squirmy in church for an hour. Another great reminder to me as to how precious God’s Word is and how it should be valued.
by Tessa | Faith
I came to Christ at a very young age and truly can’t remember a time when I didn’t have the gift of salvation. I feel so blessed that I was allowed the opportunity to know God my entire life but that also means that I forget how big of a gift salvation really is.
I chose this verse this week to remind myself that salvation is a cause to celebrate. It is a prayer to ask God to reignite the joy and appreciation in my heart. Even in times when circumstances aren’t perfect, I can (and should) still find joy in the fact that Christ is my Saviour.
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by Tessa | Faith
We do not run our family as a democracy. We respect each other and listen to everyone’s thoughts and opinions, but the final decision is not based on majority.
Sometimes the majority is wrong.
This is why I married a man who is after God’s heart and listens to His voice. I can’t say that I’ve always agreed with his judgment on certain things (and you can be certain that I let him know when I don’t) but I have always agreed that he is the head of our household. He has different insights than I do and, most importantly, it is His God given role. Does this mean he “rules” over us with an iron fist? Absolutely not. There are areas where I take the lead and there are areas where he does. We discuss things to come to conclusions that work for all. We make use of each other’s strengths and even give our children the chance to speak up and voice their thoughts on certain things.
A family is a unit. It works best when it works together. But, at the end of the day, everyone still knows that my husband is the leader. And I trust that God has provided our family with a leader worth following. After all, with my husband keeping his eye on the Lord, he is headed in the right direction.
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by Tessa | Faith
For this week’s look into the Word on Wednesday, I chose a verse about working. When your husband only gets a handful of days off each year, you have to learn to appreciate the value of hard work an find blessings within it. The fact that I, as a mother, haven’t had a single day off in over 5 years means that I go through phases of frustration between the phases of appreciation.
This verse is a great reminder to me when I’m watching my husband go to the barn and knowing that, as much as he works to support his family, his work is done to glorify God. It is a verse that God whispers into my ear when I’m grouchy about the fact that I need to wash dishes. Again. It helps me gain perspective when my toddler comes in the house after playing outside and is covered, head to toe, in mud. He (usually) has a great big smile on his face and tells me of some great adventure that he has been on. And I remind myself to be patient and appreciate that this little monkey, and all the extra laundry he creates, are part of my work for the Lord.
At this point, I don’t volunteer in church, I don’t do ministry projects and I’m not ever planning to be a missionary overseas (though if that was God’s plan for me, I would go). My mission field is my home and my family. Caring for them, mothering them, feeding them, cleaning up after (and with) them, teaching them. I do because I love them, but it is the Lord who is looking over my shoulder making sure that I’m doing His work to the best of my ability.
Welcome to this week’s Word on Wednesday post!
