The Purpose of Our Bodies (Spoiler Alert: It’s Not Physical Beauty)

I have my grandmother’s arms. At least, I have arms that look like hers more and more each day.

I confess I was a little thrown off to initially discover this fact as I walked past a mirror in a sleeveless shirt and caught sight of the shape of them. Soft and full. Not trim and toned.

Before you think too poorly of me for even writing about this, let me stop here and say that I never judged my grandmother for her arms or the shape of them when I was younger. I do not recognize her arms on me now because I thought less of them then. I noticed because I spent so much time with her in my growing-up years. Her house was one of my favorite places to be. Her presence, one of God’s kindnesses to me.

But while I never judged or cared about the shape of her body on HER, I very much judged those arms on ME. Because this is what we are taught to value in this world – looking good. Being fit and toned and buff and beautiful in the world’s eyes. Good arms are only super trim arms… right?

Wrong.

Thankfully, the thoughts of disappointment in my own body were fleeting and very quickly corrected. Because goodness… what a gift it would be to have arms like hers.

Arms that worked hard and created beauty.
Arms that prepared everyone’s favorite foods with great love.
Arms that set the table and taught us the value of meals together.
Arms that were always open for me to stop by at any time and visit.
Arms that did what arms are meant to do – love and welcome and serve.

The fact is, we weren’t given these bodies so that they can look good. These bodies are meant to be vessels that help us do good.

We are image-bearers. Members of the family of God. Brothers and sisters of Christ. And do you know what Scripture says about Jesus? “There was nothing beautiful or majestic about his appearance, nothing to attract us to him,” Isaiah 52:3b.

He had no physical beauty, yet there has never been anyone on this earth more beautiful than Christ because of who He was and how He loved. And we get to bear His image! We, as Christ-followers, are being shaped more and more each day to love and live and look like Him spiritually.

I type all of this out today not to dishonor my grandmother’s body, but to honor her heart. God designed her beautifully – inside and out. I also want to remind us all that it is not our job to make our bodies look more beautiful and acceptable to this world’s standards of beauty. Should we take care of these temples? Of course. But ultimately so that we can do good, not look good. We are here to live beautiful lives that glorify God as we love, serve, and welcome others.

My grandmother was a beautiful woman, and it is a gift to resemble her in any way. And it is an even greater gift to get to resemble my Savior.

Who do you resemble physically in your family that loved and served like Christ? Maybe you’re not wild about having his nose, her chin, those thighs that run hard in your family. But maybe today is a good day to thank God for the ways their life has shaped yours. And if you don’t come from a family that knew Christ or reflected Him? If you are one of the first in your family? You are ultimately God’s son or daughter, and you have a rich and beautiful heritage in Him. You are His image-bearer. And what a beautiful legacy you now get to pass down.

May we go out and make this world more beautiful today as we show up with the tangible love of Christ.

Blessings, dear friends,
Kimberly

All That We Need, Jesus Is

What is your greatest area of need today?

My heart is hurting deeply for so many who have faced heartbreak and tragedy over the past several weeks. People who have experienced devastating losses or received difficult news or are facing tremendous health challenges. And it is hard because I cannot be physically present with all of these people at once. Nor can I heal their hearts or fix their problems or tell them what they most need to do.

But here is the hope… I know the One who can. Jesus.

He is eternal. Unchanging and unbound by time. Ever-present and the provider of all that we need.

And there is incredible comfort to be found in these truths if we truly allow our souls the time to sit with them. To sit with Him.

Because there isn’t a single day on our timeline that Jesus is not there. He is the One who was and is and is to come. And He is the same yesterday, today, and forever. (Revelation 1:8; Hebrews 13:8) As we stand in this day, as we look to tomorrow, as we consider eternity, He is there. I AM is there. He is here. (Exodus 3:14; John 8:58; Matthew 28:20)

And He has told us exactly who He is. He has said…

I am the Bread of Life. (John 6:35, 48, 51)

I am the Light of the World. (John 8:12, 9:5)

I am the Door of the Sheep. (John 10:7-9)

I am the Good Shepherd. (John 10:11,14)

I am the Resurrection and the Life. (John 11:25)

I am the Way, the Truth, and the Life. (John 14:6)

I am the True Vine. (John 15:1-17)

And He is all of these things every single day, now and forever.

He is every day our Bread who sustains and nourishes us.

He is every day our Light who outshines the darkness and step-by-step guides us, within us and around us.

He is every day the Door where we find welcome and refuge and the way to eternal life.

He is every day our Good Shepherd who leads us through the valleys and over the mountains and restores our souls. (Psalm 23)

He is every day the Resurrection and the Life. The One who resurrects hearts to new life and can resurrect our hope, peace, and joy.

He is every day the Truth we need to live for Him as we are shaped more and more like Him.

He is every day the Vine we can abide in as we draw strength and produce good fruit.

All that we need, He is. Every day.

What truth about I AM do you need to sit with today? Who do you need to thank Him for being in your life? Jesus didn’t tell us who He was and forever is for us to simply read over His words, maybe memorize them, and then go about our days. His words are LIFE and HOPE and SUSTENANCE.

What do you need today, friend? Look to Him. Sit with Him. I AM is with you.

Love & Prayers,
Kimberly

The Destruction of Procrastination

Hello, my name is Kimberly, and I struggle with procrastination. I wish these opening words weren’t true, but I put things off constantly. Sometimes out of fear or overwhelm. Sometimes out of sheer laziness, I am sure. Other times because I misjudge the time I have or how important something truly is. And I don’t view it for what it truly is:

Sin. Foolishness. CHOOSING DESTRUCTION. 

I cause myself and those waiting on me anxiety. People lose confidence in me. And I make life harder for everyone – especially myself. Hence, my time spent digging into Scripture to see what God’s Word has to say about it… because I can’t just wish procrastination away. (I know there are a lot of passages here, but they truly are worth reading through.)

Scripture relating to procrastination: 

Galatians 6:9 – “And let us not grow weary of doing good, for in due season we will reap, if we do not give up.” ESV

Hebrews 12:11 – “No discipline seems pleasant at the time, but painful. Later on, however, it produces a harvest of righteousness and peace for those who have been trained by it.” NIV

Proverbs 12:24 – “The hand of the diligent will rule, while the slothful will be put to forced labor.” ESV

Proverbs 14:23 – “All hard work brings a profit, but mere talk leads only to poverty.” NIV

Proverbs 18:9 – “Whoever is slack in his work is a brother to him who destroys.” ESV

Proverbs 20:4 – “Sluggards do not plow in season; so at harvest time they look but find nothing.” NIV

Proverbs 27:1 – “Do not boast about tomorrow, for you do not know what a day may bring.” ESV

Ephesians 5:15-17 – “Look carefully then how you walk, not as unwise but as wise, making the best use of the time, because the days are evil. Therefore do not be foolish, but understand what the will of the Lord is.” ESV

James 4:13-17 – “Come now, you who say, ‘Today or tomorrow we will go into such and such a town and spend a year there and trade and make a profit’— yet you do not know what tomorrow will bring. What is your life? For you are a mist that appears for a little time and then vanishes. Instead you ought to say, ‘If the Lord wills, we will live and do this or that.’ As it is, you boast in your arrogance. All such boasting is evil. So whoever knows the right thing to do and fails to do it, for him it is sin.” ESV

Notice what hard, faithful work leads to – harvest, peace, profit, rule/dominion. Notice also what procrastination brings about – lack, destruction, poverty, forced labor, not to mention it is sinful. 

The verse that stands out to me the most from the ones above is this one: “Whoever is slack in his work is a brother to him who destroys.” Proverbs 18:9

When I am slow to do what needs to be done, I can actually be the cause of ruin and destruction. 

What can procrastination ruin? Here are just a few things: 

– My reputation, making me undependable 
– Relationships as I put off conversations that need to happen, love that needs to be given, responsibilities that are mine as I prove myself unreliable
– My finances
– My job 
– Trust with others 
– My peace as the overwhelm and dread build and build and build or as situations get worse and worse 
– My hope
– My joy
– My health as I put off checkups and taking care of myself 

So, I’m trying to pay attention to where I’m procrastinating and why.

Am I afraid of displeasing someone? Scripture says the fear of man is a snare. (Proverbs 29:25) It keeps me stuck where I don’t want to be and even leads me where I don’t want to go. 

Am I afraid of doing a poor job at something? It is better to do my best than hold other people up and cause stress for everyone as they wait on me. I can do my work as unto the Lord as Scripture commands. (Colossians 3:23

Am I just plain AFRAID? I can remember that He tells me to be anxious for nothing, and I can bring all of it to Him in prayer. (Philippians 4:6-7) I can also remember that He is with me. (Isaiah 41:10)

Am I overestimating how much time I have to get something done? Ephesians 5:15-17 tells me to be wise with my time. James 4:13-17 talks about how when we know what to do, and we don’t do it, that is sin. And so many passages speak about life being but a vapor. (Psalm 39:4, Psalm 144:3-4, 1 Peter 1:24-25)

Am I putting it off simply because it’s not “fun” and so I just don’t really want to do it? James 4:13-17 applies here, too, as well as Jesus’ reminder that we are to take up our crosses and follow Him in a life of obedience and faithfulness. (Matthew 16:24-26) These two things may not always show up as fun on the front end, but faithfulness and obedience result in LIFE instead of destruction. And He is able to give us the power and the desire to do what pleases Him. (Philippians 2:13)

So, how do we begin to combat this problem? Here are some questions we can process when we are procrastinating yet again. 

1 – Why am I procrastination in this area? (We have to be super honest with ourselves here, even asking the Lord to help us see what is at the heart of our delay.) 

2 – What does Scripture have to say in response to these reasons? (See how I used Scripture to respond to my “why”s above.) 

3 – What specific destruction could my choice to procrastinate be inviting? Do I truly want to pay that price? (i.e. broken trust, broken relationship, loss of job, loss of friendship, loss of health, loss of peace, etc.) 

4 – What is one small step of faithfulness or obedience I can take TODAY? 

And, of course, we can always pray. Inviting God into our struggles is always, always wisdom. Here is one we can lift up together today:

Father God, please forgive me for all of the things I continually put off doing in my life. For all of these places where I am actually walking in outright disobedience to You. I do not want the story of my life to be one of bringing and leaving destruction. Help me choose life. Help me choose faithfulness. Help me choose to keep doing things that build Your kingdom and build up others up and build a strong and steady life founded on Jesus. Reveal to me by Your Spirit anywhere I need to sincerely repent and get to work. I need Your help, Your wisdom, and Your strength. I need Your mercy, Your love, and Your grace. Please give me the power and the desire to do what pleases You. And help me work with diligent hands and a willing heart anywhere and everywhere You ask of me. In Jesus’ name, amen. 

We don’t have to stay stuck in these destructive patterns, friends. Let’s refuse to put off change for one more day. Let’s ask the Father to help us destroy procrastination’s hold on us, starting right now.

Love & Prayers,
Kimberly

What if Growth Sometimes Looks Like a Life That’s Getting Smaller?

In the oftentimes upside-down Kingdom of God, the one where the first shall be last and the greatest are the servants, growth can actually mean getting smaller.

This is what last year (and especially this past month) has looked like for me. Saying “no” to opportunities that I really want to say “yes” to, but I know they aren’t mine. Stepping away from things I have loved doing because I feel the Lord saying it’s time to stop. Realizing it’s okay if I don’t have time to show up on social media like other people do because that’s just not my most important call right now.

My life keeps getting smaller. And for me? That’s a sign of growth. One I wouldn’t have called growth years ago.

I thought growth only showed up when things got bigger. When your numbers went up. When your influence was measurably larger. When your ministry grew by worldly standards.

This growth?

It looks like surrender to God’s plans instead of my own.
It’s moving forward or even standing still in trust instead of leaning on my own understanding.
It’s peace as I stop trying to please everyone else at the cost of my family and my sanity.
It’s going through my day ignoring the pull to vie for the esteem of this world.
It’s starting to show up more whole and present where I’m really needed because I’m not spread too thin across things God isn’t asking of me.

And I’m typing this out for the person who worries that maybe you are failing in some way because your life and your influence don’t appear to be growing. Because things aren’t getting bigger. Because, to some, it may even look like you’ve started going backward.

What if your smallness is a sign you’re actually growing? That you’re trusting God and living to please Him above all others? (Galatians 1:10)

Remember, He doesn’t look at life and success like we do. His ways are so much higher than ours, as are His thoughts. (Isaiah 55:8-9)

Keep leaning into Him. Keep listening to Him. Keep following His lead, even when it doesn’t make any sense to you. And know that sometimes growth means getting smaller.

Love & Prayers,
Kimberly

Who Told You That You Have to Be More Beautiful?

Sometimes we just need to stop everything and share the untruths that the Lord is healing and correcting in us after a lifetime of misbelief. Because maybe it will mean freedom for someone else.

I love learning about the Lord and sharing about Him. I have taught sitting around my kitchen table, in classroom settings, over Zoom meetings, and even standing on a handful of stages.

But buried deep inside of me has always been this feeling that I would never really “make it” as a writer or speaker because I’m not attractive enough.

Let me stop right here and state I’m not asking for anyone who knows me to offer kind comments about my physical appearance. Truly. Because that’s the whole point…

It is so incredibly sad that I would ever think that what I look like matters when it comes to sharing the hope of the Gospel of Jesus Christ. That I have believed I have to measure up to worldly standards of beauty to be usable by God. And it’s also disheartening that I have felt like I have to “make it.” That I have to achieve some worldly standard of status and success.

And I’m risking sharing these struggles knowing I will sound shallow to some. But I don’t think I’m the only woman who gets caught in this trap. There is SO much pressure for us to have perfect hair and perfect teeth and perfect bodies all while we dress fashionably and have it all together even in our Christian circles… as if any of those things carry any eternal weight.

Can I just tell you something you probably already know but might need to hear? Jesus isn’t asking any of those things of you.

You don’t need slimmer thighs, a whiter smile, a flatter belly, a smoother forehead, or a more stylish wardrobe to share the hope and love of Christ. You just need to write, speak, teach, sing, lead, create… whatever He has called you to do!

Read what Isaiah spoke prophetically about Jesus:

“For he grew up before him like a young plant, and like a root out of dry ground;he had no form or majesty that we should look at him, and no beauty that we should desire him.He was despised and rejected by men, a man of sorrows and acquainted with grief;and as one from whom men hide their faces he was despised, and we esteemed him not.” (Isaiah 53:2-3)

Jesus did not come to meet any worldly standards of worthiness or attractiveness. He did not come trying to climb social ladders. He did not come seeking man’s approval. He came down from heaven that man, through His sacrifice, might be able to stand approved before God. He was willingly despised and rejected that we might be accepted.

And I’m praying that you and I will quiet the lies of the enemy that shame us and keep us silent. That we will know we don’t need to try to measure up to any of the world’s standards. That we will believe how God knit us together is already GOOD. And that we will be more concerned for the least and the lost and the lonely than we are worried about if the world finds us lovely.

It doesn’t matter what this post makes others think of me. If one woman starts sharing about Jesus more confidently right where she is, just as she is, that is powerful and good and needed in this world.

You don’t have to be more beautiful to be usable, friend. Just stay humble, faithful, and readily available. And remember… God looks at the heart. (1 Samuel 16:7; Proverbs 31:30)

Much Love,
Kimberly

Hope for the Heartsick Right Here at Christmas

I can’t quite put words to it. This ache I haven’t been able to shake this Christmas. One where all the shiny things have just held this hollow ring, and I’ve wondered why I can’t get with it. Maybe you’ve felt it too. Perhaps you can’t shake it either.

But what if we’re not supposed to be able to? Not fully. Not here. Not now.

Because this world with all that it offers? It’s not supposed to satisfy us. It’s never going to be able to fill us. And we can keep seeking and searching and shoving things inside of what feels like this gaping hole…

Or we can ask the Lord to help us get better at the waiting. At knowing that the point of this hole is to keep pointing us home to where our true Hope resides.

The manger. The cross. The tomb. My pastor reminded us this Sunday that all are now empty. Jesus, He sits enthroned in Majesty at the right hand of God. And maybe that’s why this world will always feel a bit empty. Because it has been emptied of the bodily presence of our Savior.

And, yes. We as Believers have been given His Spirit. He is with us. He fills us. It is a truth that is miraculous and holy and good.

But at the very same time, how can we not long for the physical presence of Jesus? To see Him face to face, to touch Him, to be with our Savior and King. For now, we only know in part, but then, when we behold Him and dwell with Him, it will mean a forever fullness as we’ve never before known.

And maybe that’s it right there. We will never feel truly full until we are fully in His Presence.

So for anyone else who can’t quite shake that ache you feel this Christmas… maybe you aren’t supposed to be able to. Maybe you actually need to lean into it. Ask the Lord to meet you in it.

This heartsickness is a beautiful homesickness. And we are not hopeless. We have the sweet assurance of knowing that Jesus came down for us. He has gone before us to prepare a place for us. And if we will keep fixing our eyes on Him, He can fill this space of longing with His hope and peace and joy.

Praying you have a blessed Christmas, friends,
Kimberly

You Already Belong

Something I have wrestled with for most of my life is longing to belong but never quite feeling sure that I do.

At school. In jobs. In any kind of social setting.

Even within our churches and our Christian circles, we can end up feeling like we’re forever on the outside. And it can be for so many different reasons.

Our own insecurities.
Unhealed wounds from our past.
Rejections, both real and only perceived.
People who truly do shun us or treat us horribly.
The list could go on and on.

But here is what I am having to learn for myself and what I want you to know, too…

Jesus says you already belong.

When you chose Him, He had already chosen you. (John 15:16; Ephesians 1:3-14)

God has welcomed you through the sacrifice of His Son. He has given you a seat at His table, and no one can take it from you. It’s yours.

I know how much we can long for others to make us feel included and needed, and this is such a normal desire. But we must also know that our sense of belonging ultimately has to be rooted in Christ. Relationships are messy. People will hurt us and fail us. They will leave us out and sometimes even completely leave us. Thankfully, though, no one’s treatment of us can change our standing with Christ.

You have already been invited in by Him. You don’t have to fight for a place at His table or anyone else’s. You don’t have to earn your way into His heart or any human beings’. And you don’t need one more person to confirm or reaffirm your worth. You are a part of His family. You have a place in His Body, the Church. And every morning when you wake up, you already belong.

Maybe this is how we keep showing up for the sometimes messy but always needed work of being a community. And maybe this is one of those places where strivings cease, and His love is simply received and released. When we know deep in our bones that we belong. That we get to take up space. That God says we have much to offer. And instead of forever waiting for others to make us feel welcome, we join Him in becoming the welcomers.

Happy Thanksgiving, friends. So thankful for those who stop by this small corner of the internet to find a little hope and encouragement!

Love and prayers,
Kimberly

How Much of God Can Your Soul Hold?

How much of God do you think your soul can hold?

I have been asking God to increase my capacity recently – to see Him, to know Him, to hold much of His wisdom inside of me.

And He reminded me of a story in Mark 5:1-20 about a man filled with a multitude of demons. They call themselves “Legion” and end up running 2,000 pigs off a cliff into the sea. My Bible notes say, “a legion was the largest unit of the Roman army and at full strength had 6,000 soldiers. This does not necessarily mean that there were 6,000 demons, only that there were a great many.”

Stop and think about this. This man had a legion of demons within him. His soul had the capacity to hold that. many. demons.

It makes me stop and wonder … how do we underestimate our soul’s capacity to hold Jesus? To contain His Spirit and all that comes with Him?

Scripture tells us chains could not hold this man because he was so full of demons. He just kept breaking free. No one was strong enough to subdue him.

Is not Jesus INFINITELY greater than any demon? Those demons bowed before Jesus. They begged Him not to send them away. And then they fled in the face of Him. They knew and recognized His power and authority. Do we?

Where are we bound by chains Jesus has said no longer have to hold us? Where are we, where I am, underestimating what we already carry inside of us as Believers sealed and filled by His Spirit?

Our God is greater than we know, and our capacity to contain Him is greater, as well!

He longs for us to be filled with all the fullness of Him. For us to know that He is able to accomplish infinitely more than we can ask, hope, or think according to HIS power at work in US. (Ephesians 3:14-20) These earthen were designed to be filled.

Incredible.

I don’t know about you, but I need this reminder. I live like I’m just daily carrying around some scant thimbleful of the Lord. I live, quite honestly, a bit more pitiful than powerful. But my soul’s capacity is GREAT!

I have the capacity for more peace than I realize. I have the capacity for more hope than I have known. I have the capacity for more kindness and patience and beauty and creativity and wisdom and power and faith and love than seems humanly possible. All because of Him.

If that man could hold legions of demons, I have to know I can hold MUCH of my God. And maybe a good place to start today is bowing before Him in worship. Acknowledging who He is and thanking Him for all that I have in Him.

The Spirit of the living God lives in me. Oh, that I would know it, believe it, live it, and let Him show up truly great in me.

“For what we preach is not ourselves, but Jesus Christ as Lord, and ourselves as your servants for Jesus’ sake. For God, who said, ‘Let light shine out of darkness,’ made his light shine in our hearts to give us the light of the knowledge of God’s glory displayed in the face of Christ. But we have this treasure in jars of clay to show that this all-surpassing power is from God and not from us.” 2 Corinthians 4:5-7

Praying that wherever we are forever saying “I can’t” (basically “I don’t have the capacity for this, Lord”), we will instead see that we carry MUCH of the One who is able.

Much Love,
Kimberly

The Hands That Saved Me Can Be Trusted to Shape Me

Sitting in my kitchen is this lovely spoon rest given to me by a dear friend. Clay that surrendered to the press and pull, the firing and glazing, the will and purposes of a potter, all so that it could become something both beautiful and useful. So it could show up as a gift.

But can I just go ahead and raise my hand and admit that I don’t always willingly surrender to the hands of the Potter? To the work the Father wants to do in me?

It almost seems odd since I’m drawn to Scripture about His hands.

It’s so encouraging to read about how mighty His hands are. How loving and tender. How the hands that spread out the heavens above also reach down to help us, the very ones those hands created. The ones He calls His own. (Psalm 136:12-13; Isaiah 41:10, 48:13)

But as I’ve sensed God doing some work in my life that, quite honestly, my heart and flesh have felt resistant to, I’ve been reminded…

I can’t just love God’s hands when they’re upholding and saving me. I also need to trust them through the discomfort of Him molding and shaping me. (Isaiah 64:8; Jeremiah 18:6)

I can’t just rejoice in His hands as they lovingly lead and cover me. I also need to sit still and surrender when they press down and weigh heavy on me. Kindly but firmly bringing conviction. Lovingly uncovering places of sin that will never stay hidden. (Psalm 139:5; Psalm 32)

And I can’t just delight in the fact that He chose to create me. I must also surrender to how He has purposed to use me. No balking if it doesn’t turn out as fancy or as prominent as other clay. No sulking if it isn’t as seemingly lovely or exciting as the purposes of other pottery around me. (Psalm 139:13-16; Romans 9:20-21)

Maybe you need these reminders today, too. The truth that we can trust Him. We can trust the Potter.
We are the work of His hands. And every work He wants to do in us comes straight from His heart of love for us and His desire to bless others through us.

No need to fear. No reason to run. No cause to doubt.

We can surrender knowing we are loved. We are safe. And we are being shaped in ways that are both beautiful and useful. In ways that will help us show up as gifts from the Giver of all good things. In ways that will make others stop and give thanks.

Praying for us all in the surrendering and the shaping,
Kimberly

Every Day a New Wife

I haven’t been the easiest woman to be married to over the years.

I am often too slow to listen and too quick to speak. Too wise in my own eyes. Too sure MY way is THE way. Too self-focused and wrapped up in what’s best for me.

Issues I was blind to for so, so long.

If we ran into a rough patch or had a disagreement? I quickly tossed the blame back on my husband instead of owning my part in it all.

But the more I look back over our 23 years of marriage, the more grateful I am he has stayed by my side. And as I look at this picture from vacation this year, I’m thankful for how God’s grace and kindness have shown up in my life in the form of conviction and the much-needed call to humility.

I’m sharing a short prayer with you today that the Lord stirred in my heart a few years ago. It’s from a season when I really started opening myself up to the good but painful work God wanted to do in me. One where I got a good look at myself and the damage I was doing to our marriage.

It’s simply this…

“Lord, let my husband wake up to a new wife every morning, and let her be me.”

And oh, how I’ve hesitated to share this! I don’t want the language of this prayer to be triggering to anyone whose spouse has made horrendous choices concerning other people. If that’s you, there are no words for how sorry I am for all that you have walked through. And you are sincerely in my prayers.

But I just can’t get past the feeling I’m supposed to share this. Because this is my heart. I want to be every day changed by Jesus and His Word. I want the fruit of the Spirit growing and flourishing in me. Even if it’s by the tiniest increment, I want to each and every day be a little more patient, a little kinder, a little more generous, a little wiser, a little humbler, a lot more like Jesus. I don’t want to stay the same.

I want my husband to wake up to a new wife every morning. And I want her to be me.

Yes, we need God to work in our husbands, too. No, this prayer isn’t about taking all of the work of marriage on yourself. Marriage takes two people committed to each other and continual personal growth.

But I never want to get so focused on what I think God needs to change in him that I neglect to admit I need God to do a good work in me.

(P.S. You can grab this prayer and alter it, fellas! You can pray, “Lord, let my wife wake up to a new husband every morning, and let him be me.”❤)

Love and prayers,
Kimberly