It’s difficult to live a life where everyone is irritable. At my house we sometimes fly into righteous rages that burn hot long after any of us remembers exactly how the fire started. It becomes anger fueled by anger.
And because we don’t remember, we dredge up anything else that we can remember. Forgiveness disappears; even old forgiveness. We use language like, “You Always . . .” or, “You Never . . .” Our words stick like darts on impact, but it’s okay because they deserve it, we think. They need to learn, we think.
I am not a leader in my home. Teach me to lead.
I am not proactive in the discipline of my children. Give me vision and goals.
I am a source of anger and frustration because I am easily angered and frustrated. Give me patience and self-control.
I say cruel things in my home under the thin disguise of teaching. Make me sympathetic.
I do not model Christ’s love for the church in my home. Sanctify me.
I do not have a clear grasp on what is right and what is wrong. Give me wisdom.
I am the problem. Make me the solution.
I will study Proverbs first. I will memorize scripture that models God’s plan for fatherhood. They are not the problem; they are my responsibility. My ministry.
Write your Word on my forehead. Seal my mouth with it.
