Scott and I got in a fight this morning. Like, I was almost yelling before my eyes even opened for the day. I shoved past him in the bathroom. We were barely polite getting the kids ready for school. I cried on the way home from taking them. I’m not proud of it, but I feel like you need to know it happens. We’ve all been there–saying things we don’t mean, holding our silences longer than we should. It’s marriage and we’re people.
The past few days have had some rough spots with the kids too, both individually and amongst them. It feels like since we got our court date we’ve been fighting fires, one after another. We get one kid settled and the other decides to do something. That issue is resolved and then two of them go at each other.
We all have crap individually. Yours may not look like mine but I bet something is going on. And then, if that weren’t enough, we’re all feeling this heaviness as a nation because of Ferguson.
It’s overwhelming isn’t it? There’s no clear path to the truth or to justice or to peace.
But what I find interesting is that in all these cases, we all have this burning desire in us to get to those things. There’s something innate that’s striving for truth, justice and peace. I happen to believe it’s a God-given desire for Himself.
The Prince of Peace. The Way. The Truth.
And what I remembered today in all of this is we are not each other’s enemies. I am not Scott’s. My daughter is not my son’s. One race is not the other’s.
Satan is our enemy. He wants us divided–brothers and sisters, husbands and wives, citizens of your city. Division is what he’s after. I’m afraid he’s winning in a lot of ways.
I don’t have any sort of control over a lot of it, but I do have some in my own relationships and in myself.
So I do the hard work of trying to get my kids to get along. Scott and I apologize and we hug. I try to mourn with those the mourn and be slow to anger and slow to speak and find what truth I can and forgive where I need to.
These decisions won’t win the war, but they do win some battles and that’s something.
If Satan is our enemy and division is his goal, what battles are raging in your life right now and what is God’s path to peace?