There was a serious exercise in self-control on my part today: super proud of me.
But I am telling you: there was a BATTLE going on in our home today. Snide words, selfishness, disrespect, ungratefulness, battle axes, bow and arrows: it was ALL there.
And I did not come out unscathed. Wounds and healing and scars and AUGH!
And then it hit me this afternoon. I am not waging a war with my child. I am waging a war with the stinking devil himself.
I am listening to God and striving to follow His call on my life as a mom. And that devil guy knows it and he is fighting me tooth and nail.
And that is how I know that we are going in the right direction: the devil wages a war.
And somehow, knowing that, I can now face tomorrow's battles with confidence. My great big God is on my side and we will fight for the souls of my children. Because those souls are precious.