On My Knees

I want to be an author of lighthearted encouragement.  Whims of the heart, entertaining and humorous.  Sometimes I am.  But the things that usually force me to sit down and sort through my thoughts tend to be difficult.  Things I don’t know how to handle, my struggles.  And so, I write.

Today my child is struggling in a way I never saw coming.  An out of my control attack that could not have been avoided.  My faith collides with my circumstance and I don’t know if I can walk it out.  Turn the other cheek.  We’ve said it to our kids a hundred, maybe even a thousand times but this offense stirs up red rage for me.  Can I tell my boy to turn the other cheek?  Tell him to let the Lord be his avenger and He will work this out for his good?  How?  How do I say that?

As I finger through the worn pages of my Bible, I wrestle.  I read, pray, wrestle.  I text my posse, they too want to go to battle beside me. 

What if this is happening as a reminder to my mama heart?  “Your children, like the children before them, are battling the forces of the enemy.  Get back down on your knees.” says the Lord.  My daily prayers for them tend to be battles of behavior, requests for good health, worries about their character, praise for their growth.  All worthy and good things to bring before the Lord but what of their battle?  The same deceiver that whispers so many lies to me is lying to my children. The same captor that binds my time is winding ropes around my babies.   The same enemy that knocks the wind out of my sails is chasing after my kids.  And I’m over here asking for them to work harder on math?  “Woman, GET BACK DOWN ON YOUR KNEES”, says the Lord.  Because the same Jesus that battled for my soul with my mama is here to pray with me too.

He calls out my faith.  The battle belongs to the Lord.  Will I battle with Him now?  it is my privilege to do so.  The Lord has pried me from my own addictions, healed my marriage, saved my sons from death and answered an inconceivable amount of prayer for me in the past two decades.  He will deliver my family from the enemy’s hand.  Victory belongs to the King.  I will stay on my knees at the feet of the King.

Maybe this is your gentle reminder too. Recount His faithfulness and let the Lord be your shield. May we find victory on our knees.

I will not be afraid of ten thousand people

who have set themselves against me.

Arise, O my God!

For you strike my enemies.

Victory belongs to you, Lord;

Your blessings will be on your people.

Psalm 3: 6-8

On my knees with you~The Mrs.