Wisdom

There are times when I can relate a little bit with King Solomon. I can just imagine how overwhelmed Solomon felt when he first became King of Israel. He had to make choices all the time. His word was the final word, so he probably felt the heaviness that having that kind of power put on his shoulders. He said he felt like a little child, without the experience to know what to do. 1 Kings 3.

This week I have been feeling just like that, wondering who in their right mind would have put me in charge of my children.

I want to be a mother that offers wise and teaching words to her children, not words influenced by emotions and “hormones”, and lack of self-control. I want to be the wife that keeps her mouth shut instead of saying foolish things to her husband.

I would like to be the mom that knows exactly what to tell her pre-teen daughter when she is having a problem, or the wife that encourages her husband when he is down, or the woman that makes wise choices when it comes to her health.


So far this week, my words and actions have been everything but constructive and uplifting. I have lacked self-control. I am lacking WISDOM.

Unfortunately, I struggle quite a bit with asking for help! It could be a lack of humility, too much pride… I do not want to see it or admit it but it is the truth. For the last couple of nights though, I have felt the need to ask God for help, for wisdom.

I went back and read the passage about Solomon in in 1 Kings 3. I read James 1:5.  In this verse, God tells us that "If you don't know what you're doing, pray to the Father. He loves to Help. You'll get his help, and won't be condescended to when you ask for it."

Could it be this simple? I never feel a “magic spell” when I read the Bible or when I pray. Some people claim they do, sometimes I wish I did. However, I have been feeling better about things since I’ve spent some time reading. I do not feel any wiser yet, but I know I feel calmer and have a better perspective about things.

So for now I will continue reading :)