Moms, which is the last room in your house that you clean? For me, it’s my bedroom, especially when my kids were young. There never seemed to be enough time. Not only that, but as I came across things I didn’t have a place for, where did I put them? My bedroom. By the end of the day, I was so tired, I did just enough to get by.
I don’t think I’m alone in this. As moms, there are a lot of demands on our time. There are many days when you just can’t get to your own needs.
I did the same with emotions. After taking care of the kids, I would do just enough for myself to get by. I don’t think I’m alone in this either.
The words of Hearts Transformed began flowing one day as I was praying. I was more surprised than anyone by what I was writing and what was happening. Yeshua has worked in my life through many people, places and things. He has spoken to me through prayer, but also through family, friends, and pastors – as well as – cashiers, waitresses, and people who are homeless. But suddenly, it was as though He took me to a garden, completely secluded, to help me sort through the myriad emotions I had stuffed in “my room” over the years. It was time.
Many items I’d forgotten I had. Some were broken and needed repair. Some were in good shape and just needed to be dusted. Some no longer fit, but could be transformed into something entirely different. And so, Yeshua and I worked and continue to work through the emotions of a lifetime.
This is my story…my family’s story. I’ve been blessed in living it and blessed to share it with you. My prayer is that you will be blessed by a fresh perspective of Yeshua.
*When writing about family members, I consult with them to protect their privacy as well as ensure accuracy. When I’m not able to consult with someone, I write very little, if anything at all, concerning them. This must not be misconstrued as unimportance. I protect their privacy, because they are, in fact, vitally important to me.