Last Wednesday I was driving home by myself after dropping off my daughter in Greeley where she goes to college. I had nothing much on my mind, and I couldn't find a good radio station. So I asked the Lord to show me what to think about as I was approaching home. Often when I've been away from home all day (which I had), I come home and feel overwhelmed by the work awaiting me, and/or irritated by the messiness of the house. On this day the Lord showed me that I should cherish my family, as He does. I think of Zephaniah 3:17 and the parable of the prodigal, and I'm thinking I should pray that I'd be as excited about people as the Lord is. Wouldn't that be awesome! My rejoicing gets so squished by little things. Oh Lord, please change this.
The other thing the Lord showed me is that I need to remember that He's there for me. I can look at the messy house and the pile of work, roll up my sleeves and grit my teeth (the Godless option), or I can look with spiritual eyes and see the angels in heaven singing songs of deliverance (Psalm 32:7), and Abba reaching out to take my hand (the happy option). This is a no-brainer. Heavenly Father, I do not want You to be an afterthought.
