I find myself aggravated a lot over the littlest things: shoes in my way, dirty clothes on my side of the closet, a food spill left on the table. Satan tells me that these are signs I'm not loved; that Ace and Jonathan don't care about me and just leave things out and about for me to clean up. Satan tells me that I'm being taken advantage of.
Christ tells me that these are ways I can love my family, by picking up the items that tell me I have two loveable men in my house that are imperfect like he made them. Christ says I am a gift to them and their caretaker. If those little things were gone, it would mean the two people I love most in the world are gone.
Why can't I think more like Christ?
Trying to train my brain on a Thursday morning.
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That's a BIG attack for me as well!!
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