"You are the light of the world..." Matt 5:14

This is our duty as Saints of the Most High. Yet, some days it is really hard to shine, isn't it? As soldiers in this spiritual battle, it is our mission to glorify the King of Kings with our lives. As tenants in the world, we fall prey to its seduction, dimming our light. It is for this reason that this blog was started. In the military, after action reports are used to review the activities of specific events. This retrospection forces analysis of these activities in light of the outcome. Likewise, willing soldiers of Christ are invited to briefly review their daily lives, and note where God is working, recognize where they have fallen short, and prepare for the next battle. The hope is to not only provide accountability for our daily actions, but to also recognize where God is working and the part he wants us to play in His mission.

Tuesday, January 5, 2010

Teaching Our Kids and Ourselves

My QT hit me upside the head like a wet sandbag.  Was I a "Deborah"--a leader, or was I a "Jael"--a mom?  Kay Arthur spoke of the role of women, our mother's heart, and how Israel ended up in this position to begin with.  The old generation died, and the new one didn't know God.  The parents didn't teach their kids!  As mom's it is our mother's heart to teach our kids.  Deborah responded to lead because of her mother's heart for Israel.  Jael, likely a stay-at-home mom,  drove a tent peg into the enemy.  My heart ached.  I don't have a choice, so can't I be both?  A leader at work, and a mom at home, teaching my son?  The day goes on and tonight I am thinking what a lousy teacher I'd be.  Its not what I did, but what I thought.  A statement from someone at work got my ire up.  After playing out several future conversations in my head, I decided to pray instead.  Praying on the way home, I realized it was my pride that was wounded.  Already feeling like a failure, I am thrilled to see selfishness in my son as he doesn't want to give up one of his 2000 stuffed animals to children in a hospital in Haiti.  Many teachable moments in our future...for both him and me. 

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