Victorious | Giggles

Smiles

Our playset was blocking my full view.  All I could see was the tops of their heads.   I saw big smiles…..bopping up and down.  And lots of giggles.

I felt proud that my children could play so well – without bickering.  It was a victorious moment.

But when I heard Zaiah squealing about the mud, my suspicions of foul play quickly arose.  And I went to investigate.

I found four clean heads.  But their bodies, especially little Leesy’s, were covered in mud.  They had found a deep puddle.

             There is nothing like believing you are in victory only to look down                and realize you are covered in mud.

Free

Last year, I had my most severe episode of postpartum depression.  While I have never been an overzealous or joy-infested person, I never struggled with that specific emotional issue outside of the baby blues.

And after a year and some major spiritual revelations, I consider myself victorious – free of this isolated postpartum event.

I have been living in victory, but as I focus on the sudden vulnerability of my God-given reinforcements, I see mud.

And I am tempted.  Tempted to focus on my own weariness, inadequacy, and fears.

But that isn’t going to happen.  Because Christ has given me victory.  Not by my own merit - but in Him, I am not confined to my own emotional limitations.

In Him, I am free.

It is for freedom that Christ has set us free. Stand firm, then, and do not let yourselves be burdened again by a yoke of slavery.

Galatians 5:1 NIV

See the video: Puddle