Day one-hundred-fifty-two

Last night, before I wrote yesterday's entry, I prayed that God would grant me wisdom in writing this blog. I needed a different attitude about my writing, especially since the blog had been turning into something I never intended it to become: a place to complain about things with which I was struggling.

Now, I want to approach things differently, with a different attitude and a new goal, that is, to actually have a goal in mind. With this blog, I've become far more willing to share about myself than I ever have before. Now, I want to do it in a manner that is pleasing to God. 

Also, I hope in some way what I write is helpful to somebody somewhere. Galatians reminds us to bear each other's burdens, and that in doing so, we fulfill the law of Christ. We are to care for each other, as our Lord cares for us.

Before I was saved, I used to think that people didn't understand my struggles. Now I realize that people understood me, but lacked understanding myself. I had a heart dead in sin. I couldn't see that the problem was me. Now, God has given me eyes to see and ears to hear. If I ever wonder if I'm truly saved, and I do because I find myself still dealing with many of the same old sins, I look at my life and consider what's there that wasn't before, and ultimately, it all points back to The Lord. He is good to me. I am grateful to Him for the forgiveness and love He has given me.

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Earlier, Mom mentioned something that's been on my heart lately. Since, I've started working afternoons and evenings, we've stepped away from our prayer time as a family, or rather, Mom, Dad, and myself. Mom wants to take it up again, and I would too. I pray that we would find a way that we could do it as often as possible.