I am 40 years old. I have reached that point in my life when I am physically noticing my age. Gravity is not a friend to some body parts. The gray hairs are beginning to be a consistent friend and not a random visitor. I feel like my brain is “buffering…buffering” when I try to remember some things. It’s also when I am looking at what I have done in my life, where I am at, and where I may be going or what I have left to do, and I am trying to figure out if I am on the right path … God’s path for me. I look for those little signs and reminders that I am walking where he wants me to be.
There are some mornings that I wake up and really struggle with those thoughts. I dwell on regretted decisions or times that I wielded my sharp tongue. I worry about whether I am raising my children properly with the right values or preparing them for this every-changing world. I wonder if I show my husband enough love, enough respect, enough kindness. It is at these times, when I doubt all the little decisions and choices, these times are when the devil sneaks in. And these are the times that I need the reminder that I am on God’s path just by being here. I find that in 3 John 1:4 which tells us “I have no greater joy than to hear to hear that my children are walking in the truth.”
Every morning when I wake up, God is saying yes to me. Yes, today is another day I am giving you. Yes, you have made mistakes, but I do not see them through the blood of my Son. Yes, I know you doubt yourself, but I have faith in you. Yes, you are my child. Yes, you are walking in my truth because you are simply trying. Simply … yes. And in that affirmation, I am renewed.
Walking in the truth,