I want to learn how to be a better wife, so my husband will know how much I love him.
I want to raise my kids with love and tenderness and discipline so that they will always know I’m a safe place.
I want to keep my house (relatively) clean so I can have a peaceful space to live and work.
These wants aren’t really wrong, per se. They come from a good motivation. It’s good to want those results! But, am I wanting the right way to get there?
Standing in a worship service at church this past weekend, God whispered a simple change to that sentence…simple, but vastly different in the approach. Instead of saying, “I want to…”, I need to simply say, “I want You.”
When I want Jesus to be smack-dab in the middle of my marriage, communicating love is that much easier.
When I want the Holy Spirit as my Guide while I navigate this whole parenting thing, He won’t lead me down a path of bitterness and irritability.
When I want God smothering my house, while He kicks up His feet, without judging the blocks and scattered shoes on the floor, His very presence is my peace.