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Good Ground

The other day I was in the process of getting all the kids settled down for their daily rest time.  Yes, they all still have daily rest time.  The house is a much happier place when daily rest time is achieved.

While I was getting them ready to get all snugged in their beds, my oldest son comes up and gives me a big hug.  While hugging me I asked him "Have you seen my patience, I seem to have lost it today?"  He responded "Oh, you lost that a long time ago!"

While his comment seemed funny at the time it also made me reflect on how my children see me every day.  Am I being the example that I need to be.  Am I showing them how to be the parent that God will want them to be.

Answer: No, not always.

Daily I fail to be what God wants me to be.  Daily I fail to be the example they need to see.  Daily I should be asking Him and them for forgiveness.

"But the ones that fell on the good ground are those who, having heard the word with a noble and good heart, keep it and bear fruit with patience."  Luke 8:15

As I read this verse I think of what I need to be doing in order to bear fruit with patience.  Am I getting my daily quiet time with my Heavenly Father?  Am I keeping His word in my heart throughout the day?  Am I seeking His guidance as I raise His children?  Am I planting my foundation on good ground?

It is my prayer that I will bear fruit with patience.  It is my prayer that I will be on good ground.  It is my prayer that I will have a foundation that will be a good example for my children so that when they are older they will bear fruit with patience.

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