Lord, as I write You from time to time on this blog site.....I do wonder if You get weary from all the day to day stuff I write about.  I , of course, think You get weary just from my level of understanding of scriptures and what they truly mean.  I falter when I think that I should be a "little wiser" at this point in my Christian walk.....wiser in Your Word, that is......and that makes me hesitate consistently to back up, re-think what I am writing, and perhaps even, not write You at all.  I hate to think that as others read my prayers, I'm perceived as weak......or pathetic......not even rowing with both oars!  Often, Lord....I know I talk to You about this.....and think I have it settled......and then, it comes back again, like the "whack a mole" theory.  Lord, the bottom line is that I have always had this "pleaser" mentality.  Not so much for everyone else (Yeah, right....eh, Lord?) but, for You, dear One.  Yes, I want You to be pleased with my comings and goings, my words and my attitude.  I am realistic enough to know that when I get irked and respond in an unkind or hateful manner.......You tolerate my outbursts.....but You are not pleased.  Lord, I'm not sure what I even mean here.  You are continuing with the molding process, I assume.....and, that makes me feel that You are in charge.  When someone asks my opinion....I immediately go into SOS mode believing that my words will be guided by You.  You will be doing the talking. 
When I look at the prayers I send Your way, Lord....I really do wonder if You get tired of the same requests, day in, and day out.  I do wonder if You are thinking...."Please, not this again?  Can't You
listen?  Don't You get it.....?  I do get sick of this.  I love you, Corrine but You get on my last nerve! "  I am bound by a scripture I remember from James 1:5  "To any of you that lack wisdom.....ask God....who giveth to all liberally (and never scolds you for asking) and it shall be given him."  It does help me.....but, that fear of "asking again" comes back.  Lord, I am here to exclaim that it really is too bad that others may feel I am weak.....or needy.....that I have no confidence in my own decisions.....I will avail myself of Your wisdom in every bit and piece You will give me.  One day it will not matter what others think.  "The Other's"......being those who remain nameless, yet feel they are qualified to run everyone else's life......or worse yet, tell You how You should think or live or speak.  
Hmmmm.....Lord, I'm not even sure why I said all that.  Perhaps it's coming my way.....and You're helping me head it off.  I will go look for some of that armor I should be wearing.  Here I go, looking on the floor of the closet for that breastplate of righteousness I should be wearing today.  Oh.....for pete's sake, there's that other shoulder pad I was looking for.  Lord,  help me to remember that the armor described in Ephesians 6, is for me to wear, not You.  I often skip into the day, not fully ready for battle.   I know the enemy will use any misstep to accomplish his goal.
Lord, I'd like to make sure.....he doesn't accomplish that goal....to ruin me.  Help me Jesus, to never forget what his end result is.....past all of the busy work of my life.
Your will, Your way, always....in my heart.  In the name of Jesus, I pray.  Amen and amen.

Lord, I find myself continually grateful that I can move and breathe, live and laugh.  I moan to You consistently that I'm tired, or sad or anxious or disgusted.....and probably will always and forever continue to do so...... but today, I thank You that I am  loved and honored.  It is a blessing to be asked to babysit for my children's children.  As I continually wipe faces, clean behinds, pick up toys, and the usual eagle eye on the lookout.....I think about Sarah having a child at 90 years.  Lord, please tell me she had handmaidens helping her.  I understand what having children is about.  You allowed me to birth five of them.....and raise them.  It is constant watchfulness.  I remember taking the children to the neighbor's swimming pool and counting heads at five minute intervals.  One, two, three.....where's three....there!  Four, five.  Whew! One, two, three, four.......okay, there's five!  Constant.  Mothering.  Loving. Disciplining.  Speaking.  Yelling?  (Who, me?) It always was something I knew I could have never done, if, You hadn't helped me think....and maneuver time and chores......I know I would have faltered.  I often hoped and prayed the choices I made for them were smart ones....up to date ones....according to Your leadership guiding me.  I'm not sure how it all happened so quickly.....maybe......more than likely.....all my decisions were not smart.....but, sincerely wrought.
Lord.....as I have chased this child through the house.....and , remember now......he's crawling!......I have thanked You for the quiet, when he takes a nap. Years ago, I caught up on housework when they slept....... As this week has proceeded.....I've prayed for long naps so I could take one too! 
Jesus.....dear sweet One.....I am thankful for the day it dawned on me that writing to You would ensure I had a devotional time each day.  I never thought of it to be anything more than a way to talk to You and let You have the worries I had about my hope and prayer that what I was doing was pretty close to right for our children. I learned quickly that everyone had an opinion about what I was doing right.....or wrong.  And, of course, it was usually the ones who had no children that spoke the loudest.  I, being so dependent on the approval of others, always found myself sinking to the depths in those times.  I am thankful, dear One, that You always lifted me and encouraged me.  I love that the devotionals and scriptures that You gave me then, are still touching my heart.  It's so funny how You speak to us through a scripture at 23, or 35, 56  or 69....and the same scripture speaks in different ways.....as goes the years and the situation I'm in.  I know it works like that for all of us that need Your constant attention.  I can't go too long without an infilling of Your spirit in my heart.....and mind.  

Thank You for loving us through all the times of our lives.  No matter where we are, what we are doing, where we are living or what we are saying......You make it so real to me.....and up to date.  All I pray and ask for.....I pray in the name of Jesus.  Amen.