Made More Than Conquerors

I can't believe I haven't blogged since Monday. I've been swamped with work this week, and I am still working at 11:46 p.m. on a Friday night. Not that I'm complaining, mind you. This time last year I was drawing unemployment and wondering how we were ever going to pay our house payment. When I look back I think, how DID we make it? Only by the grace of God did we survive. And then I think, survive is not the right word. Overcome. We are overcomers.

I can't say that my faith has not wavered during this past year. It's been an intense time of learning to trust Him. And it's not over yet. We are still clawing our way back out of the hole. But we have our needs met. And it is enough. So, yes. I'm thankful for work. I got an email this afternoon that I will probably have a heavy workload this next week as well. Thank the Lord. Yes, I want to publicly acknowledge His goodness toward me and his faithfulness. God has been good to me.

I go back and read some of the earlier blog posts, and I think, man, I'm so glad things have changed. I'm so glad I can sleep at night again. I'm so glad I can pay my electric bill and buy groceries without worrying. But why did I worry to start with? Haven't I learned through all these years that God is my supply line? Oh, I had it so good there for a while that I had forgotten. I took things like electricity and groceries and shelter over my head for granted. Let's face it sometimes we, yes I said "we," become spoiled brats. Heaven help us. Heaven help me. ME! Lord, I'm the one that needs changing.

While in the car taking CWGIII to school this morning we had our devotion time. I know it seems like a sort of hurried, rushed time kind of devotion, but I find it works well, because CWGIII is buckled in his car seat and pays attention well. It helps get him in a good mindset for school as we pray for his safety at school and his daddy's safety on the road. We thank God for the blessings in our lives and over any prayer requests that we know of. We talk about how God wants us to act at school. We learn songs that I learned in Children's Church years ago.

It is during these times that the Holy Spirit convicts me of my "Spoiled Brat Syndrome." It is during these times that He reminds me that I am setting an example for my son. Over and over He has shown me that my child reacts to life by patterning after my reactions. And that is a hard pill to swallow sometimes, if you'll forgive the cliche. I want CWGIII to be an overcomer. I want him to have that overcomer mentality when he goes about his day at school. I want him to realize that God is his source of help. And when he needs Him, He is there for him. And so I pray:

Lord, help me to be that example. Help me to be victorious. Help me to be grateful. I've come a long way, but I need to go farther. Continue your work of perfecting me daily, Lord. My life is in Your hands. You knew me before the world began. You know every need, every thought, every stumblingblock. Lord, I thank you for your provision, your comfort, your friendship. Above all, I thank you for Your grace and mercy through the blood that you shed. Don't ever let me take it for granted. Make me what You want me to be, in Jesus' name. Amen.