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Breathing Room

Breathing Room...

This morning when we chose to go to church I knew the devil would be working hard to steal our joy. Olyvia was being super defiant this morning and it all was because of panty hose. I honestly cannot blame her and after trying to make her do something that she was uncomfortable with I caved and realized it wasn’t worth the torment and if her little butt wanted to be cold then so be it.

It honestly was extremely trivial but the fact she would fight me tooth and nails even with a spanking and timeout because of her attitude not the pantyhose but her dad could look at her and she’d do exactly what he wanted. It hurt me. I don’t want to yell and scream at her. I want to get down on her level and help understand her frustrations and find a happy medium.

Basically I am raising myself. But I ended up in tears, she ended up in tears and then I asked God to turn it around because I didn’t like the way I felt. Ashamed and defeated. 

It’s so amazing how God can turn our failures and weaknesses into something bigger when we go ahead and submit.

So we went to church and received the best message about breathing rooms and giving ourselves margins for God to bless us. When we stop narrowing our mindset and scheduling every minute we give God the margins for God to bless us. 

We used the sabbath today for that and the blessing was seein this beautiful girl praise Jesus. To hold hands with my husband while we receive a message that we’d been searching for and to gather with a community of faith based people who give generously.

I’m not sure what all you have on your plate right now but give yourself that breathing room to let God Work in your lives. Be a blessing to someone else in a special and non public way.

And breathe!




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