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A Labor of Love

Meg

“We recall, in the presence of our God and Father, your work of faith, labor of love, and endurance of hope in our Lord Jesus Christ, knowing your election, brothers loved by God” (1 Thessalonians 1:3-4, HCSB).

This military life is truly a labor of love.

The moment my husband held our little girl, he truly became a daddy. In that moment she grabbed a hold of a piece of his heart and he’s never been the same since. (Sorry if that sounds overall sappy. It’s the truth). I watched an amazing, tender side of my husband come to the forefront on that day. He held our daughter so gently, changed her diapers, soothed her cries, and clumsily figured out how to swaddle her tightly in the hospital blanket. He was nervous, but so good at what he was doing!

Since then he’s tucked her into bed each night that he’s home, given her bottles, played with her, and made her laugh like none else can. She’s her daddy’s girl.

While he’s away it’s my responsibility to keep her safe. It’s my responsibility to lover and nurture this little one, so that she’s happy and healthy when her daddy returns. It’s a great responsibility. One I could never face without my Savior by my side. But I do it out of love. I do it because I love my daughter, and because I love my husband. He trusts me with this task, so it’s one I don’t take lightly. It’s my labor of love on this earth. There are no better words to describe it. It’s so tough sometimes, especially at 3AM, but I do it out of love. I do it out of my sense of responsibility. I do it because my husband trusts me to care for our daughter, manage our finances, and keep our house in shape while he’s gone. It’s nice to be needed. And it’s nice to labor out of love.

What are your labors of love in this world?

“Faith, Love and Endurance”

Meg

"We recall, in the presence of our God and Father, your work of faith, labor of love, and endurance of hope in our Lord Jesus Christ, knowing your election, brothers loved by God” (1 Thessalonians 1:3-4, HCSB).

I’ve been thinking a lot lately about why.

Why I persevere.

Why I continue to look after the needs of my daughter and husband.

Why God would chose this life for us.

Why God has called my husband into the military. Into a life that would take him away from his family for long stretched of time.

Why we can’t live close to our extended family.

Why.

There’s so many whys. I could spend my life comparing my life to that of others. Or I could truly embrace the life God has given me.

I can mope around while my husband is away, or I can focus on all the ways we are truly blessed.

We have a beautiful house to live in. No, it doesn’t belong to us, it belongs to the Air Force, but it’s beautiful just the same.

We have a good church, one in which the Pastor preaches scriptural truths week after week.

We have a great family, one we look forward to seeing over the holidays each year.

We have a beautiful daughter who fills our house with laughter and mischievous acts.

We have each other. Oh how blessed I am to have a husband who prays with me every day! That’s definitely something I should never over look.

No, I can’t answer the whys of this life. I wish I could. But instead of trying to answer them, I can live each day embracing the blessings that surround me.

I can endure these hard times because I have hope in a greater power. I can get through these lonely days because I know someone who takes my heart and holds it each step of the day, my Savior Jesus Christ.

This life is a life of faith. It’s a life with things we often can’t understand. As a military wife, I’m starting to understand this more and more. It’s a life filled with hard work. The nights can be so long with a baby in the house and a husband far away. And it’s a life of endurance, knowing that better days are surely ahead. We have to trust in that, we have to hope in that, so that we can get through the tough days.

Even in the midst of a hard season, where can you see God at work in your life? What blessings can you find? Sometimes it seems almost impossible to find them, but they’re there, just the same.

Jesus at the Helm

Meg

I’ve finished Colossians in my devotions. Still, I find myself coming back to Colossians 3:15 over and over again. There’s just something about that verse that speaks to my heart right now. There’s something about allowing God’s peace to control my heart. It’s a lesson I’ve really needed hammered home as of late.

This week has been a lonely one. It’s been a week where my daughter and I have pretty much been on our own. It’s had days where I’ve desperately needed to speak to another grown-up. Do you ever have days like that?

It’s been a week that has really caused me to think about where my heart abides.

Does it abide in circumstances?

Do I spend more of my day worry about the things happening around me then I do on my knees?

1 Thessalonians 5:17 tells us to “pray constantly.” Do I do this?

I hope that I do.

I need to pray constantly.

Why, you may ask?

Because, my dear friends, I need the strength of God so much. I need Him to help me through the hard days. To encourage me on the discouraging ones. To give me the strength to be the mommy I need to be to my little girl, the wife I need to be for my husband, and the friend I need to be to those around me.

I try time and again to do it on my own. But I can’t. I can’t meet the demands of this life without my Jesus at the Helm of it all. I have only made it this far in this thing called life because of His strength and peace.

Grab hold of him dear friends. Let him take your heart and fill it with His peace. Let Him take control. Trust me, there’s no better place to be.