How to Raise Respectful Children

Me to Mr. Tall, Dark and Handsome, six blink-of-an-eye years ago: "So I think it's time to start dealing with our oldest child. Ever since she turned three, she's been testing me. She thinks she's Head Woman of the house, not me. She argues with every little thing I say, down to me telling her she's got blood gushing out of her nose, and she's like, No I don't. And I'm so tired and pulled in so many directions with the other two babies, I could really use your help dealing with her."

Kevin: "What are you talking about? Not my sweet angel darling princess Miracle Baby Cassidy! She's perfect!"

Me, to myself, hoping God was listening in: "Oh, help us, God. Help help help help help."

A few days later . . .

The One with All the Remembering

Ever had a season where things weren't quite what you expected? A time when you expected glory and victory only to be met with struggle and straining? Although I wish we could just go from strength to strength in our spiritual walk, it seems like we typically go from mountaintop to valley and valley to mountaintop over and over again. And during the valleys, I immediately forget the glory of the mountaintop! Instead, (and maybe I'm the only one), I bemoan the valley like I've never ever EVER reached a summit at all! A tad dramatic, right? Well, as I've been reflecting on this truth, I've come across something interesting in the Scriptures that I wanted to share this morning.