Parents are wonderful things. We need them – desperately. More than when we are small and cannot feed or clothe ourselves, but also while we are growing. And when we are done growing, we will still need them, as long as they live. God was amazingly smart to have made his plan involve children with mothers and fathers. It makes me angry and confused when people say we don’t need them, or when parents don’t do what they should as parents, or we are fine with two of the same gender. That was not how God designed the world to function, why do we think we know better than God? My parents were never perfect, and they still miss the mark by a wide margin. But I thank God every day for giving me to them, that they might be the role models they are. There are, of course, certain characteristics of theirs I hope never to have and I try and rid myself of the ones I already possess that are not favorable; but I pray I am like my parents in many ways when I am older.

My mother is one of the most unselfish women I know. I have noticed lately how much she has taught me by simply living it out in her life. She hardly ever complains, she has never been vain, she is hospitable and gracious, and true. I see her take time out of her always busy days to have time alone with her Lord. She is cheerful and funny and kind. I remember once when I was younger, a friend told me she couldn’t ask he mother something right then because she was in a bad mood. I tried so hard to think of a time my mom had been in a “bad mood”, and couldn’t recall a single time!! She is patient, especially with my pesky brother, but most especially with me.

My father, especially lately, has become something of a hero to me. He can be hilarious and then quite serious when there is a need for it. He has taken such good care of his family that I am ashamed of what I used to think of him when I was younger; but then again, he has changed and matured so much since then that I am amazed at who he is now. He is one man I don’t doubt would die for his God if ever asked.  He counsels with the Lord on decisions and day to day life, he works hard and well at a job he doesn’t like to support the family he loves. He has sacrificed much that we all might be financially stable and secure. My dad has a huge heart for ministry and devotes much of his time and energy to it. He has supported me, prayed for me, and loved me all my life; both my parents have, for which I will always be eternally grateful.

Posted by Kritt

I cried when I read this post my lovely sister.
And I know you know why.
How can one crave to be entirely filled by God and still treat with reproach those who are made in the likeness of His image? It is a daily struggle that leaves me exhausted at the end of the day. Sometimes I am defeated by my flesh and sometimes I am victorious with Christ. Ah, and how sweet is that victory, reminding me that Jesus does not consider me a lost cause. Your thoughts and experiences on the subject encouraged me to keep surrenduring myself completely. Thank you.
I have compiled a list of a few of the women I want to be like: Melissa Thorkelson, she seems to always have her sights set on what is most importand. Merideth Ebner, her gentle wisdom and fun personality remind me that God's work is not a burden but a complete and utter joy. And a little girl named Sierra who a I met at kids camp, a truer and sweeter example of a young lady I have never met.
Just that I'd share that with you.
Exactly a week until I'm done with school! It makes me squeal at random intevals.
Love, your Sister who stands before without a single fault.

Posted by Kritt

the last comment was riddled with errors.

I hope you can figure it out!