Our house has been anything but peaceful as of late. School starting back brings new friends, new unknowns. Work goals bring pressures of the already known. Today, it began at a new level. I woke up at 4:00 a.m.; wide awake with an idea. There was no way I was going back to sleep. After writing for an hour, I climbed back in bed, only to lay there for the next hour. My alarm went off. I reset it. My 17 year old son would have to get off to school today on his own with a bowl of cereal. The alarm was reset for another half an hour. More time to just lay there and wish I was sleeping.
When I finally got up to get my other two off for school, I was a mess. Friday is cleaning day for me and I began to think how was I possibly going to get this entire house clean on five hours of sleep. The next half hour was an unhappy one for those caught in the cyclone of my emotions. The storm finally settled as I sat in my chair for my time with the Lord. “Lord, I need You to do something here!” “Lord, help me, I feel like I am drowning today.” These have been the likes of my prayers as of late. But today, with the help of Stormie Omartian, a prayer broke my heart to see it is not others who need to change; it’s me. The particular prayer goes like this “Make me a tool of reconciliation, peace and healing in this marriage. Make me my husband’s helpmate, companion, champion, friend and support. Help me to create a peaceful, restful, safe place for him to come home to.” As of late, I have been doing anything other than that.
In John 8:31 Jesus says, “If you hold to my teaching, you are really my disciples. Then you will know the truth, and the truth will set you free.” Today’s truth for me: You be the tool I can use for peace in your home. I’ll do the rest.”