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Are We Open to Christ?

Someone had her game face on! What a nail biter last night's game was! A last second field goal by Crosby gave us (the Packers) the win! It was a fun, hard fought game. Good game by the 49er's back up QB.

I could do a whole post about the Packers and my post game report  (oh look a pun), but that is not my intention.  As I sit here in the dark,  not wanting to admit I need to get up for the day and get going I have time to think. 

Am I as excited to grow in godly wisdom and maturity as I am about silly things like sports and books? Am I teaching my daughter the right lessons,  lessons that will matter not just to help her navigate the adult world,  but for eternity?

Our kids learn more by watching us than from what we say.  I do my Bible study devotions early in the morning while she is still asleep. We read a devotional and pray together,  should we be doing more?

I think it is when we take the time to examine our parenting,  our personal walk,  we are truly open to let the Holy Spirit convict us and show us areas that need growth,  that is when we are truly most Christ like. When we are saying, "How can I do better?" When we are asking,  "Lord what is your will for my life and my family? Will you give me the strength,  wisdom and follow through to do your will?"

Are we open to the Lord's prodding today? It isn't always fun, but it is always worth it.


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