What do we want to teach our children when it comes to God? And how do we do that? These are some big questions. When I look at myself it’s my biggest desire for my kids to have a personal relationship with Jesus for the rest of their lives. It’s my prayer that they will follow Him and be builders in God’s Kingdom. I can only pray and hope that they will, it’s their decision, but where I can, I hope to influence them in a good way. I hope to set an example and to learn them God’s ways.
Do you like to eat a salad? And do you put seeds in it? Healthy and tasty pine nuts, pumpkin seeds etc. But by eating these seeds, we don’t let them come to their full potential.
In the morning it is stressful to get ready to leave the house for school and your job. After your working hours you need to quickly drop by at the grocery store, pick up the kids, fix a meal, clean up, go to a meeting or the gym, come home, take a shower, read your Bible scripture for the day and then finally get into bed an hour later then you’ve planned. Recognizable?
Recently I was talking with someone and they shared about how our eyes lead us. Where we look, what we look at–ultimately that is where we are going.
Why is it so hard to act out Christ’s love to the ones we care about most? Whether it be a spouse, parent, sibling, or even your own child, the ones closest to our hearts always seem to be the hardest to love. Mother Theresa was once asked what one could do to promote world peace. She responded: “Go home and love your family.”
I pray that the eyes of your heart may be enlightened in order that you may know the hope to which
he has called you, the riches of his glorious inheritance in his holy people. Ephesians 1:18
Last Friday I did some (very) necessary housecleaning. The past few weeks have been really, really hot here in the Netherlands, not really temperatures to do a lot of cleaning. Bert and I only did the cleaning of our small chalet superficially… ‘the French way’ as we use to call it in the Netherlands. (No offense to our dear French friends for this Dutch expression; I have no idea where it comes from). Anyway, this week the temperature dropped a bit, so I decided to catch up with cleaning. I filled a bucket, pulled my sleeves up, put on a Spotify worship list and was happily singing along while doing my chores.
There was this boy who went to school every day. When he arrived he would start with watering the plants, bringing the teachers a cup of coffee or tea, he would clean the yard and throw out the garbage. He would clean out the dishwasher and refill the copy machine when it ran out of paper. At the end of the schoolyear he didn’t pass to the next grade…. Why not? He always attended school and he did good things, right? Yes he did, but it wasn’t his job to do these things. It wasn’t the reason he had to go to school.
My fiance and I have been going through John together, and when I read the story of Lazarus I couldn’t move past the final phrase of the story: “take off the grave clothes and let him go.” I’ve read this story what seems to be a thousand times – but how in the world have I always overlooked this incredible statement from my Lord?!
Maybe you read my previous blog where I shared a personal testimony about the importance of praising the Lord. Circumstances can be hard and we don’t always feel like praising the Lord, but when we choose to praise Him anyway, it will lift us up. That’s the same with giving thanks.
Can you think of a moment in your day, week or life in which you felt content? What was it like? What were the circumstances?