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Tonight I heard the pains of a mother who sacrificially puts her son before herself.  Bless her heart that she wants what’s best for him.  She was weeping because she feels she is a bad mother. 

“I haven’t done anything in particular, but I feel that way because, well, I’m a mom.  That’s just what we do.”
 
I don’t think so, Satan.  Not this time.  Not my sister in Christ!  Where did we get idea that we have to beat ourselves up?  Probably a year ago, heck, a week ago you could have tried to give me a compliment, and I’d scarcely believe it was true.  Not to discredit a need for genuine humility, but humility does not mean we are a doormat beneath any shred of confidence as we pass through life (and by confidence I mean the kind found only in Christ).  A lot of times, in pursuit of denying myself, I end up denying myself the very rights as a child of God.

Children are carefree.  Imagine a little girl that loves to play dress up.  I was there once and you would throw on the most atrocious-looking dress from the smelly attic; but for that little girl, you were wearing mommy’s clothes.  You were beautiful, and you knew it.  In the same way, we wear our Father’s robes of righteousness.  I could go on and on with these types of parallels.  



If there’s one thing I’ve learned from last year to carry into 2012, it’s the authority and power and right-standing I have with the Father thanks to Jesus Christ.  And with that established, the kingdom will come on earth as it is in heaven!    

 “Yet to all who received him, to those who believed in his name, he gave the right to become children of God-- children born not of natural descent, nor of human decision or a husband's will, but born of God.”—John 1:12-13

“So you are no longer a slave, but a son; and since you are a son, God has made you also an heir.”—Galatians 4:7

Rawr!  (felt that was necessary)
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