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Do you ever worry?

I think we can all admit that we do. In fact, we probably worry more than we realize. As a mother, I find myself worrying about my children, about their health, their learning, and whether I can just make it to bedtime each day.

I also find myself worried about paying bills, about my husband’s travel for work, and about that message from my doctor needing to discuss test results with me. My to-do lists keep me awake at night because I fear I’ll forget to do something important. Questions like “what if?” and “should I have?” swirl around my mind, holding me hostage and keeping me chained to my worries and fears…to read the rest of this post, visit Desiring God.

 

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My oldest son turns nine this weekend. Nine. I often say that a hurricane made me a parent and motherhood has been a whirlwind ever since. When I look back to the day he was born, it seems like only yesterday.

When Hurricane Jeanne loomed large out over the ocean we had to decide where to go. Because our house isn’t safe enough to endure a hurricane, we had to make a choice to either drive an hour and a half inland to my in-laws house or bunk up at a friend’s house in town. Being nine months pregnant, we chose the latter option. Eight of us gathered at my friend’s house and stayed there overnight until the storm passed. We returned home to a flooded neighborhood and where half the houses roofs were torn off. Palm trees lay in the streets. No one had power. I tried to rest in the stifling late summer heat while everyone else worked to inspect damage and clean up debris. Then later that evening, my water broke.

Speed forward nine years and I’m struck by how quickly time has passed. And then I realize, I’m halfway there. I am halfway through with raising my oldest son. In nine years he will be legally an adult and probably on his way to college.

As my mind struggles to wrap around that fact, I also begin to feel weighed down with the pressure to teach him everything he needs to know. What if there is something I’ve missed? What if I get to his eighteenth birthday and realize I’ve not prepared him for life?

When my mind and heart becomes consumed with the “what if’s” of life, the only thing I know to do is pray. I have to give it to God and trust him to help me faithfully parent and raise both of my children to know and love him. I have trust his grace to fill in all the cracks that my imperfect and sinful parenting will inevitably leave behind.

Maybe you are half way there as well. Or maybe you are only just beginning. As parents, we all want to do the very best for our children. We read every book. We invest time, money, energy, sweat and tears into raising our children. Yet one of the very best things we can do and too often fail to do, is pray.

If you’ve visited here before, you know that I like to write out my prayers. This is one that I have written multiple times in the quiet moments of my time with my Abba. And it’s one you can use too.

Dear Father in Heaven,

I come to you burdened and weighed down by the responsibility of this little one you’ve given me. Every time I think I know what to expect, things change. In fact, nothing about parenting has been what I expected. It’s been so much harder and at the same time, so much more beautiful, transforming, and wonderful than I imagined.

But the truth is, I worry. I worry that I will fail. I worry that my inadequacies will harm him in some way. I worry that he won’t be ready for the life you have for him. I worry about all that he won’t be prepared for.

Yet your word tells me not to worry. Forgive me for that. Forgive me for assuming that the outcome is in my hands and in my control. Forgive me for not trusting in your grace and mercy. Forgive me for my failures, my mistakes, my sins in parenting. Forgive me for all the times I fail to point my son to you.

Help me to raise this child. I want to glorify you in all I say and do. Prompt me when I am about to say something unkind. Pierce my heart with conviction when I am responding to my child in sin. Help me to remember your grace at the cross and the forgiveness purchased for me there. May I forgive as I have been forgiven. May I extend the grace I have been given. May I love my child as you have loved me. And may he see Christ in me.

Help me to teach him all you want him to know. Help me not to miss any gospel teaching moments. Help me to show him Jesus “when you sit at home and when you walk along the road, when you lie down and when you get up” (Deuteronomy 11:19).

And so I am trusting you in the raising of my child-give me greater trust. I ask that you would help him to grow to love you with all his heart. I pray that you would convict him of sin and show him his need for a Savior. Humble him. Show him his sin. Ratify your covenant in him. May he never know a day that he has not trusted you for his salvation.

Help him to be quick to repent. Help him to love the gospel and the gift of grace he has through Christ. Give him a heart that loves your word and hates sin. Help him to love others as you have loved him. Prepare him even now for the role you have for him in your Kingdom. Use him to spread the gospel and love of Christ to the nations. Protect his mind and heart from evil. Keep the truth always before him.

I know that you have loved him from before the foundations of the world. I know that you love him more than I ever could hope to love him. And I know that you are faithful, good, holy, and gracious in all you do.

Please hear this prayer and all the cries of my heart today. Because of Jesus and through Jesus I pray, Amen.

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My verse for this year has been Jeremiah 29:13, “You will seek me and find me when you seek me with all your heart.” An irony of the Christian life is that when we seek a change in ourselves, it doesn’t usually come delivered on a silver platter. For example, we all know that if we pray for more patience, we are not just immediately transformed into a patient person. Instead, we are given many opportunities to learn, grow, and practice patience.

In the same way, my desire to seek God this year is not something that has just happened. It has been a journey. As it turns out, the part of the verse that says, “when you seek me with all your heart” has been the very thing God is refining in me. All those things that keep me from seeking him with all my heart have been the very things I’ve struggled with all this year. My life has been filled with disappointments and uncertainties. I’ve battled myself within and without, and in the process have discovered more and more what keeps me from loving God with all that I am.

While it is painful, it is also so very necessary. And even joyful. A unique combination of bitter and sweet.

And the place where I’ve seen this played out more than anywhere else is in my prayer life. It has been the place where I have gone to seek God the most. It has been a place filled with wonder, growth, anticipation, discovery and mystery.

Prayer is also the place where the gospel has been most real and tangible to me. In fact, it has been through prayer where the gospel incarnates in my heart. Every time I pray, the gospel gives birth to my hope found in Christ. The very act of praying makes the gospel come alive; it is lived out right there in my heart as I pray. Just as when I first came to Christ, when I pray, I come before the throne unashamed, yet at the same time, messy and sin-stained, worn and weary. I bring all my sin, vacillating emotions, worries and fears to the cross. As I pray through the gospel, the blood of Christ cleanses and restores. And I’m left with gospel joy.

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The other day I felt overwhelmed. My heart was heavy; the disappointments many. I felt a sense of urgency and eagerness to bring all my burdens to my heavenly Father in prayer. Opening my prayer journal I began by praying through what I was feeling, what was on my mind, and all my cares of the day. Just as when I received the gospel the first time, I came to God in prayer just as I was. I didn’t clean myself up or cast my emotions aside, I came to him raw and in tears.

Then I prayed through the gospel. I repented of sin. I prayed through what Jesus had done for me at the cross. I asked God for the same grace that saved me for eternity to strengthen me and uphold me that day. I prayed for the joy of the gospel to be a reality in my heart. And several pages later, I felt the peace of Christ reign over my burdens. I closed my prayer journal, confident in the work God is doing in and through me, knowing he is faithful to complete what he started.

This is the power of gospel prayer.

The gospel comes to bear in my heart during prayer. Like the breath of life God breathes into dead souls, awaking them to the Spirit’s call of grace, prayer enlivens the gospel in my heart, quickening hope and giving birth to joy. It enjoins me to my Creator. It reminds me of my helplessness, weakness, and poverty of spirit. It becomes a channel to receive God’s grace.

If you haven’t prayed through the gospel in your prayer time, I urge you to do so. Apply what Christ did for you at the cross to what you are praying about. Reflect on what it means to be saved for eternity. Relish the freedom of being able to come into the holy of holies. And receive the grace of God with open hands.

For more on gospel prayer, read Everyday Prayers: 365 Days to a Gospel-Centered Faith.

And to read some of my gospel prayers, click here.

 

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Standing at the checkout line, I swiped my credit card and waited for the prompt to sign my name. As the woman in front of me scanned my remaining items, she looked at me and said, “Did you marry the man you loved?”

Her face was flat and her voice held no emotion. She could have just as easily said, “Paper or plastic?”

Confused, I asked her to repeat herself. I thought maybe she thought I was someone else she had spoken to before. She asked the question again.

“Yes.” I answered. “Why do you ask?”

She then went on to describe arranged marriages in her native country. With disappointment in her voice, she talked about her own arranged marriage. She spoke with longing about the way marriages are made in the U.S. I listened to her talk more about the custom and why she didn’t think people in her culture should continue the practice.

“You sound lonely.” I remarked. She nodded and then someone came up behind and began placing their items on the belt. She turned her head, ending our conversation.

I left the store saddened. Not because she was married to someone she didn’t love but because she didn’t know the Bridegroom. She didn’t know the One who could fulfill all her loneliness and love her unconditionally. She didn’t know the One who could complete her and make her whole. Because what she needed more than a happy marriage was a relationship with her Savior, Jesus Christ.

So many people are lonely and seek to fill that loneliness in ways that could never fill their need. They think the cure to their loneliness is found in change or things or shallow relationships. Or maybe they seek to fill that void through shopping, social networking, blogging, keeping busy, hobbies, the gym, clubbing, or online games.

Even those of us who are believers find ourselves at times lonely, longing for a deep connection with someone else. The ache of loneliness is so intense, we are immobilized and remain stuck in our sadness. Perhaps the loneliness blinds us to what we already have in Christ.

Hebrews says “let us then approach God’s throne of grace with confidence, so that we may receive mercy and find grace to help us in our time of need” (4:16). This prayer is for the lonely at heart to seek God at the throne of grace:

Dear Father in Heaven,

I come before you today with a heart heavy with loneliness. I feel like there’s no one who cares, no one with whom I can share the real me. I even feel alone in a crowd of people, like I’m the only one in the room.

Will I ever feel like I belong somewhere? Will I ever feel connected to others? Will I always feel like an outsider?

Even as I pray these words I know I must confess that I’ve forgotten what I know to be true. I’ve forgotten that I am never alone. Because of Jesus’ sacrificial death for me, I have become your child. You have adopted me into a forever family. I’m no longer an orphan wandering alone in the wilderness. Because of Jesus, I am part of a family that is as large as the number of stars in the sky. And as your child, I can come to you whenever I want. I have unlimited access to my Abba, my Father.

Forgive me also for trying to fill my loneliness with counterfeit gods, false substitutes, and temporary pleasures. Nothing and no person can fill the void in my heart that was made for you alone.

Help me to seek you in my loneliness. Help me to find my comfort, not in things, but in the love Jesus secured for me at the cross. I know that you will never leave me or forsake me. Help me in my unbelief. Help what I know to be true to be what my heart lives out as truth.

I pray for others who are lonely that you would show them their need for Jesus, the only perfect Friend. Help them to know that he will never leave them, reject them, or turn away from them. I pray that you would use me to encourage the lonely with the love you’ve given me.

Help me also to do the things I don’t feel like doing-becoming a part of a community of believers, participating and using my gifts, encouraging others, serving and giving of myself. These are all hard to do when I feel this weight of loneliness. But then I remember Jesus and how everyone left him alone in his final hour. And how you had to turn your back on him when my sin was placed on him. That was true loneliness and because of Jesus, I will never have to feel that separation that he experienced. May his great love for me propel me to love and serve and join, even when I am hurt, alone, and wounded.

Give me gospel joy even in my aloneness. Blanket me with your grace and loving kindness to ward off the chill of rejection and loss of friends and family. Help me to feel your presence and trust that you are always with me. May this season of loneliness draw me ever closer to you.

Because of Jesus I pray, Amen.

To read more of my gospel prayers, click here.

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Motherhood is both the best job and the hardest job I’ve ever had. It has brought me great joy and revealed to me a level of love I hadn’t known before. It has also stretched me physically, mentally and emotionally. I’ve lived on less sleep than should be humanly possible. I’ve even learned more than I care to about bugs, science, and how machines work (two boys will that do that to you). While the physical stretch marks may fade, the ones on my heart are there to stay.

Though the joys are many, there are days when motherhood wears me down to the core. Some days, I’m not even sure I’ll make it through to bedtime. When night time finally does come, my head hits the pillow hard and I wonder what I accomplished all day. My heart sighs because I know that tomorrow will most likely be a repeat of the same. Because the job is never done, I’ll wake up the next morning to the house still in disarray and mountains of laundry to wash. And based on the sniffles I’ve heard lately, certain illness looms on the horizon…..to read the rest of this post, visit The Gospel Coalition, my writing home today.

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I recently discovered that the most highly read post over the past year was “A Prayer for the Sad of Heart.” If you haven’t read that post, click here. I decided to have the prayer made into a printable and asked my friend Melanie (who did all my other printables) to help me out again. Isn’t it beautiful?

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“But godliness with contentment is great gain. For we brought nothing into the world, and we can take nothing out of it. But if we have food and clothing, we will be content with that. People who want to get rich fall into temptation and a trap and into many foolish and harmful desires that plunge men into ruin and destruction.” 1 Timothy 6:6-9

Father in Heaven,

You are so generous and kind. Freely giving from Your abundant grace, You shower us with love and affection. The very air we breathe is a gift from Your hand. You know the number of hairs on our head and each thought that we think.

I come before You today, concerned about my kids. They want and want and never seem satisfied. Once on gift is unwrapped, they are expectant of another. They have so much and yet they are not happy with any of it.

To read the rest of this gospel prayer, visit When You Rise, my writing home today.

I am a worrier. Are you? Sometimes my heart is so full of worry I can think of nothing else. It is in those times that I need to be reminded of the gospel. I need to remember the truth about who I am in Christ and that He never leaves me alone. I need to lay my worries at the cross and rest in the freedom that Christ has born all my burdens.

Sometimes, I am so overwhelmed by worries and concerns that I just can’t concentrate to pray. I want to pray. I know I need to pray. But I can’t seem to focus my mind.

C.S. Lewis wrote to his friend Malcomb that we should start off prayer with whatever is on our minds, because the very things that distract us will keep us from praying. I’ve learned that when I am worried, I need to pray about each and every thought and feeling on my heart.

I also like to pray through the gospel, to remind myself of what is true. As I pray through what Christ has done for me, it frees me of my burdens. Looking back at God’s grace for me in the past gives me hope for His grace in the future.

Today I wanted to share a prayer I wrote for those of us who carry heavy burdens, who feel weighed down with worries and cares. I pray that this prayer encourages your own heart and leads you to a time of sweet communion through prayer with your Father in Heaven.

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My Papa in Heaven,

I come to you with a heart heavy and full of so many worries and cares. I want to just curl up on your lap and find some peace from the chaos in my life. My worries fill my mind night and day. My stomach is in knots and I can hardly breathe. I feel like I am drained dry; the joy has been sucked right out of me.

You said to come to you with all my burdens. You said that you will carry them. Scripture describes you as a rock, shield, and fortress. I need a rock right now. I need a fortress to run into right now. I need you.

There are so many decisions to make. What if I make the wrong one? So many bad things loom on the horizon, what if I’m not prepared? Help me to focus my heart on you and not on the giants around me. I know that all these worries are keeping me from trusting you. Instead of looking in your face, I am looking around at the waves crashing over me.

Forgive me for doubting and not living a life of trust. I believe, but please help my unbelief. I know when I worry, I am believing a lie that says that I can control what happens in my life. Forgive me for trying to control something I never really had control of. Help me to trust in your word and not the lies I have believed.

You sent your Son to carry my greatest burden at the cross. I know that you can handle all that troubles me today. There is nothing too great for you, the earth is your footstool and the wind and rain come and go at your command. Free me of this worry today. Help me to trust the same grace that saved me at the cross to save me from all that weighs me down today.

I know that you have a perfect plan for my life. Help me to walk by faith and not by sight. I want to trust in your plan and your love for me. I want to face the unknown future confident that you have it under control. Give me the grace I need to do so.

I thank you for Jesus and that because of Him I can come to you in confidence. You accept me as I am, worries and all. I give them all to you now, in Jesus’ name, Amen.

To read a related prayer, A Prayer for the Sad at Heart, click here.

Today some of my dear friends in the blogging world stop to honor and encourage a beautiful and brave woman of God. Our sweet sister-in-Christ, Desiré from the blog When You Rise, will soon give birth to her third son, Caleb. This little boy is a precious gift from our Heavenly Father who has a long road ahead of him. He was diagnosed with a severe congenital heart defect and will almost immediately need to undergo the first of many surgeries to help his little heart work properly. As we anticipate his arrival, we want to take a moment to celebrate this new life as well as encourage our sister Desiré as she prepares for the days ahead. Would you join us in praying for Caleb? You can stay updated on his journey by “liking” his Facebook page Pray for Caleb.

I wrote this prayer for her and for all of us who have loved ones who weight heavy on our hearts.

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Dear Father in Heaven,

I come before you today to lift up my friend to you. She is your child and you are her Abba. What a priviledge we have as your children to come right up to your lap, to ask for help, and to know that you hear us.

Going through the valley of darkness is frightening. I can only imagine the emotions and thoughts that swirl around in her mind each day. I ask today that you be her peace and comfort. Help her to sense your presence in the darkness. Guide her forward as a shepherd leads his sheep.

For you are our Great Shepherd, Jesus. You came to earth to suffer in our place, as a lamb before the slaughter house. Because of that, You know what it is like to grieve, to suffer, to have sorrow. You understand our thoughts, feelings, temptations, and wounds. Please comfort Desiré with Your love and peace today. Be strength for her and carry her today.

I pray especially for healing for baby Caleb. Please be at work in the secret place where his body is growing even now. Touch him with your miraculous hand. Make him to grow strong and healthy. Give the doctor’s wisdom at each and every appointment. I pray for a safe and healthy delivery.

May You be glorified in this situation. May each person involved be amazed and marvel at who You are. I pray that many people will come to saving faith through the testimony of Desiré and her family.

And I pray for her two sweet boys. Give them extra grace to be patient and obedient now and in the days and weeks following Caleb’s birth. I pray that through this experience that they would grow to love and trust You more.

The effects of the Fall are all around us, Lord. We feel it everyday. And it makes us long for the day when everything will be made right. We anxiously await the day where there is no more sickness and no more pain. Come quickly, Lord Jesus.

And as we await that day, help us to remain faithful. Help us to love you. When worries overtake our heart because of our loved ones, refresh us with your Gospel. When we feel helpless and uncertain, give us grace to trust in Your love. When the valley of darkness seems to never end, guide us by Your light and truth.

It’s because of Jesus that we can pray these things, Amen.

To visit the other blogs honoring Desiré today:

Celebrate Every Day With Me

Hive Resources

Desiring Virtue

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“A fool shows his annoyance at once, but a prudent man overlooks and insult.” Proverbs 12:16

Father in Heaven,

Parenting is so hard! Everyday is a new challenge. There is always something unexpected and always when I am least able to handle it.

Somedays my children seem to do everything they can to annoy me. It’s all I can do to not respond with sarcasm or express the irritation and annoyance on my face. Too often though, I give in and make my annoyance known.

To read the rest of this prayer, join me at When You Rise where I am guest posting today.