With the Easter holiday, I seem to find myself rather behind. Therefore, since what I was struck by in these two chapters is connected anyway, I decided to just post them together.
There are still times when I look at my husband, and I am struck anew by just how much I love him, how much I delight in him. However, these times are fewer and farther between than they were a couple of years ago before we were blessed with children. Most of the time I feel so overwhelmed with the demands of our children (ages 20 mo. & 9 mo.) and sometimes life in general that I find myself struggling with undeserved resentment, frustration, or annoyance toward my husband rather than delight, tenderness, and affection. I love him more every day, but somehow I've let my own sinful thoughts get in the way of expressing this love tenderly and affectionately on a regular basis. Over the last week or so, I've really focused on catching my "less than loving" thoughts before they have a chance to take hold in my heart. The difference has been very noticeable. While I still have a long way to go, I am at least more conscious of just how many of my own faults need attention, rather than dwelling on my husband's. I am also more conscious of just how much these sinful thoughts/emotions interfere with showing him affectionate love, with delighting in him, with prizing him.
And, now on to Chapter 3. I love my children dearly. I love being their mom. I love the fact that I am blessed with the opportunity to stay at home with them full time. But, lately I've struggled more than a little with loving my job as a stay-at-home mom. I have never had a job so demanding and so exhausting and so unending. Chapter 3 was just as needed in my life as Chapter 2. I don't know how many times over the last couple of weeks, that I've again caught my thoughts going somewhere they shouldn't - self-pity, selfishness, or impatience to name a few. During those times when I catch myself with sinful thoughts, I have endeavored instead to repeat part of Psalm 127 - children are a heritage, a reward, a blessing. During the times when they frustrate me, I remember that they are my reward from God. I look into their little faces and I am reminded of how much I love them and that God has entrusted them to me and my husband to bring up in the way they should go.
The last couple of months haven't been easy - we are expecting our third child and I have been sick most of the pregnancy; my husband is in his first year of a new job with many new adjustments for our family; my father also passed away recently; my "alone time" with God has dwindled down to next to none. All these things have challenged me in my thought life and much of what Chapters 2 & 3 did for me was to remind me of just how diligent I need to be in taking every thought captive - in regard to my husband, our children, our circumstances. These chapters also challenged me in a new way to once again make sure I am spending time with God in His Word the way I should be.