In my life

This morning on the way to work, a favorite song of mine came on my Pandora radio. The lyrics always get to my heart: "In my life, be lifted high. In my world, be lifted high. In my love, be lifted high." 

As I drove and prayed and meditated on those words, I questioned myself - is my life lifting Jesus high? There have been numerous situations lately in which I have had the opportunity to give God glory for my marriage, my kids, my job. Did I? Have I missed more opportunities because I was self absorbed and not listening to the whisperings of the Holy Spirit? Am I constantly pointing back to Him with every breath?

The short answer is, unfortunately, no. I fail on an hourly basis. I mess up. I get frustrated with my kids. I snap at my husband. I let my job eat at my patience. We are all human and all fall short of the glory of Christ. 

In this season of motherhood, I am so thankful that God gives special grace to mamas with littles. I toss SOS prayers up like frantic cries for help - "protect my kids!," "help me make it to nap time!" "give me energy!" Somehow God knows my heart more intimately than He needs to hear my words and He gives me unexpected and undeserved grace through this time.  

His mercies are new every morning - and every hour - and every breath. May I give Him the glory for every good thing in my life.