Please Pray For Me
Home is not a restful place. I think the best way to describe it is that it’s a battle field. If my family isn’t staring at me weirdly, they’re debating with me. If they’re not debating with me, they’re talking amongst themselves about how wrong I am.
Every time I come home I see their hardness and cynicism grow (or maybe I’m just growing in awareness or something). I don’t know how to respond. Sometimes I get really defensive and sometimes I get really angry. Sometimes I can stay patient but then I don’t know what to say.
Home can be so discouraging.
Behold, I am sending you out as sheep in the midst of wolves, so be wise as serpents and innocent as doves.—Matt 10:16
This is so hard. God, please work in my family. Change me so that I might be wise and yet patient. I want to be bold and courageous and mostly, I want to glorify you. Use me during our vacation time and watch over me.