Thinking a bit this morning on if the mental health crisis in our nation is just a manifestation of a certain degree of selfishness?

I remember quite vividly when I was woke telling my husband on a number of occasions: “I think I need to see a therapist.” 🧵 There was nothing actually wrong with me, but I was on a journey of self discovery 🥴 discovering my “traumas” and “triggers” and what the origin of those really were. In a sense, I just wanted to talk about and know more about myself, as well as blame others for my faults.

I think it’s time we had a much needed discussion on Christian abortion ethics and what that involves.

Even tho my joy on Friday was great, its been disheartening to see so many professing believers either lament the decision outright or believe they must weep with prochoicers. I don’t sympathize or empathize and I’ll tell you why:

The Bible tells me that my conscience should not be ruled by my emotions. Self control is part of the fruit of the Spirit after all, and Jeremiah 17:9 tells me that my heart is deceitful above all things.

Wives & mothers, it’s no accident you have a tendency toward divided attention. We should thank God for it—He made women with the capability to bear multiple children + teach them, manage a household, and be a loving wife to her husband all while keeping God a priority. (1/5) This means when you are having difficulty finding a quiet moment, we can lean into our God given ability to juggle multiple things at once.

So you can spend time in God’s word and meditate on it while planning your weeks worth of meals for the fam, weeding the garden, (2/5)

For awhile I found myself struggling to rest as a wife and mother on Sundays so here are some sabbath tips for any ladies:
1. Clean your kitchen and empty your dishwasher (or load it and start!) before bed night before.
2. Do an extra load of laundry and fold/put away Sat. 1/6 3. Sweep/vacuum the night before (clean floors make me feel calm!)
4. Pick out the kid’s church clothes so you aren’t rushed in the morning to do so and dad can help dress them if necessary!
5. Determine a menu and marinate meat/prepare any foods ahead of time if possible. 2/6

I can tell you that last week and this Monday I didn’t *feel* like rejoicing or being thankful. I felt alone & abandoned. I felt like God allowed something terrible to happen. Why?

But those times I was led by His Spirit to scripture where He spoke to me of His goodness. Then in my prayers I thanked God for that goodness and praised Him even though I didn’t *feel* like doing so. I said to myself over and over “fear not” and “blessed be the name of the Lord” not because I was happy and *felt* like saying it, but because I was supposed to say it.

It seems like every day I see someone on Twitter complain that Christian twitter harps too much on marriage and babies. What’s a single girl to do who wants to glorify God if she can’t do those things?

My word, there is so much work to be done! Here’s a good start: (Gasp! She said work! Someone alert the TR 😂)

1. Go grocery shopping for your elderly, pregnant, & sick members or even the ones who just had a baby. Turns out grocery shopping still needs to be done when you’re bone tired or bed ridden.

I grew up in a “Xian” home and don’t remember a time when I didn’t know who Jesus was but I spent most of my teenage and even early 20’s living a lukewarm and fruitless testimony. I did my undergrad in theology but b/c i was young and knew everything 😂🤦🏼‍♀️ I became v woke...

https://twitter.com/BiblicalBeauty/status/1308553731810775041

...and spent the first years of my marriage making it miserable for myself and my husband b/c feminism 🙄 lol
A few years ago my brother was shot and paralyzed from the waist down & almost died. I fell into a depression where I felt so alone and doubted all my security...

“When I was a little child...reproof or punishment would always be followed by the trembling question, " Mother, don't you love me?" And my mother's reply invariably was, "Yes, I love you: but i do not love your naughty ways." Poor mother! Doubtless I tried her very much, and this was the best that grieved parental love could say; but the Heavenly Father has sweeter, choicer words than these for His erring children. His love is Divine, so He says, "I have seen his ways and will HEAL him." O sweet pitifulness of our God! O tenderness inexplicable!

“The Lord is my light and my salvation;
whom shall I fear?
The Lord is the stronghold of my life; of whom shall I be afraid?

When evildoers assail me
to eat up my flesh,
my adversaries and foes,
it is they who stumble and fall. Though an army encamp against me,
my heart shall not fear;
though war arise against me,
yet I will be confident.

Come, my friends,
'Tis not too late to seek a newer world.
Push off, and sitting well in order smite
The sounding furrows; for my purpose holds
To sail beyond the sunset, and the baths
Of all the western stars, until I die.

https://twitter.com/CGNelsonwrites/status/1299010090037645312

It may be that the gulfs will wash us down:
It may be we shall touch the Happy Isles,
And see the great Achilles, whom we knew.
Tho' much is taken, much abides; and tho'
We are not now that strength which in old days

Introduced my kids to the 1992 movie Beethoven (the dog) and decided to look up the cast... big mistake. Turns out we are all mortal and actively dying. Remember George Newton? The dad? This. Is. Him. Now.

Thread: For the past few weeks I have felt an intense need to pray for America. I’ve never had trouble sleeping, but I’ve spent many nights lately trying to fall asleep and have not been able to until I’ve gone to the Lord in prayer on behalf of my country and President. Yes, we should be praying for it anyway, I get that. This is different. I’m not saying it to make myself look pious or holy, I’m saying it to ask that you join me. I don’t know what God has planned but I know His Spirit is stirring His people to cry out.

It’s the end of the day and with my kids in bed, silence both helps and hurts in that I can finally think clearly. But with clearer thinking often comes irrational fears.

What if I’m too hard on my son?
What if that one rule was too strict?
What if I don’t read to them enough? What if I don’t read the Bible to them enough?
What if I don’t teach them well or love them well or bring them to Jesus daily?
What if I’m hovering and not helping?
What if I’m too broken and sinful for my children to be trained in the way they should go?
What if I’m not enough?

Here’s a recipe Brad has asked me to make again and again (when we can afford to 😂) if you’re interested.

Jalapeño Oven Filet
Marinate a 3 lb beef tenderloin (cut trimmed and tied or you can just get 2-3 already cut filets it is the same thing) in a gallon ziplock bag of 1/2 c soy sauce, 1/2 c Worcestershire, 1/2 c jalapeño brine (juice in a jar of jalapeños) and a couple tbsp of steak seasoning. Just throw something yummy in there if no steak seasoning 😬 and let it sit in this delish sauce for 8-12 hrs in the fridge. Take the steak out and let it sit

Thread: I spent a large part of my youth wondering what God had planned for my life when rather stupidly of me He had already given me His plan for my life (and yours) revealed in His word that I had several copies of in my own home. Get married, have children, and SUBDUE the earth over which he has given you dominion.