Dear Diary,
Some days I just am so weakened by the spiritual warfare around me. What a day today and it is only noon. I woke up to my husband’s alarm going off every 9 mins (which I had thoughts of throwing across the room). It was raining today and my flesh wanted nothing more than to stay in bed. But finally my guilt for not going to church was greater and I grumpily got out of bed. I woke the kids up, and was grumbling the whole time. I even had the audacity to think in my mind, “Lord if I am going to go while I am so worn out, I better be blessed today.” I wore comfortable clothes, because I was already in a bad mood, did not want to sit in church uncomfortable and in a bad mood.
From the first song that was sung. My heart was renewed. I think I had tears running down my face the whole service. Who am I to tell the Lord I better be blessed? Who am I to complain that I “have” to go to church? It is a privilege. We had an awesome guest speaker today, and I could not take notes fast enough to get all the good stuff he talked about down. Many of this stuff I will use on my blog for weeks to come. The Lord took this ungrateful girl and warmed her heart and reminded me He still loves me. I in return praised his name, and worshiped.
Sunday school also was wonderful with an awesome message. The Lord was just warming my heart, teaching me and stretching me. I would have missed so much if I had stayed in bed.
Then it was time to go home. No sooner than we were in the car, manly man and oldest son were arguing. Everyone was grumpy (it was like a light switch). I just wanted to hold on to the feeling I had while in church. But the spiritual battle began as soon as the car door was shut. I am weary, but praising God for the opportunity to praise Him this morning. And if the spiritual battering means I am on to something good, then I praise God for that also.
But now I know why it is important to have Sunday naps.
To Him Be All The Glory, no matter my mood.
Blessings.
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This happens to me all the time, LW. The thing I most don’t want to do ends up being the very best thing I could possibly do, for myself.
I understand these kinds of days. It’s hard to get through a day when everyone’s grouchy and out of sorts. Now don’t laugh, but you know what I do? I ignore the bad moods around me and find something to do all by myself, which usually means the cookie jar get filled up again or a lot of progress gets made on the baby afghan I’m making. Or…I just lose myself in a good book. I also smile at everyone a lot. They hate that when they’re grouchy!
Hope this day improves and tomorrow is better. Rainy weather surely doesn’t help. But you DID start this day on the right foot!
“The Lord took this ungrateful girl and warmed her heart and reminded me He still loves me.”
I think He does that for me every single day! {{}}}
Now, go take that nap.
it’s so true. we were talking about this just this past week. I definitely feel the weight of warfare on sunday mornings. And like you said, it starts again, when you set foot out of the church…
I can’t wait to get back to church tonight!
Blessings,
Karla
I was told once that Sundays are when the devil attacks the most - to steal our joy, to steal our praise, to cause us to fight with our family and fellow worshippers, etc.
Hang in there. Step back if you can and pray through the moment. (((hugs)))
Hi Laurel, I’m sorry it’s one of those difficult days. But I’m so glad you were blessed. I can’t improve on Barb’s suggestions. A nap and a good book sound like just the ticket. I wish those things like joy and gratitude and praise and love weren’t choices we have to make. I wish I could just push a little button and have it be so. Some days it really is hard to make the choice.
I think the enemy tries everything he can to keep us from receiving the blessing the Lord has in store for us. I’m glad you didn’t let him win.
Have a blessed day.
We had the same morning! I was rushed and asked to fill in for Sunday School which required me having to find less comfortable clothes. My son and husband were lagging behind and I was getting stressed out.
The second we got there everything changed and I was overwhelmed with peace and calm. Of course now that I’m home I’m trying to regain that calmness but it’s so encouraging to know others have struggles on Sundays too.
And the Lord renews the heart at all times - no matter how we feel inside - He makes us smile…
Thank you for sharing from your heart! (((hugs)))
Pst, Laurel - I know you already stopped by today, but I just tagged you with a meme from E-Mom :)…Just scroll past the first post…
Oh yes. I have so been there, yet those are the days when He blesses us most. Praise the Lord that even our whine gets heard and He responds. Glad church was a blessing, praying that the rest of your day is as well.
I’m glad the Lord showed himself to you today. I read this article this week about Sunday’s Law. It is so true that we seem to be under attack on Sundays!
There are those Sundays that if I didn’t know any better, I’d swear my kids were possessed! Of course, they could say the same about me!