The most important thing I can teach my daughter

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I'm looking forward to teaching my daughter so many things. To read, to write, to enjoy the simple things in life. Yesterday at the sonogram I actually got to see her pretty face in 3d. Not for long and really only half of her face because she was covering the other half (I really hope she gets more photogenic when she enters the world) Looking at that beautiful face I couldn't help but think about her identity in Christ. And how beautifully and wonderfully made she is. Shes had so many people speak into her life about how small she is and that
she is underweight. But looking at her and seeing her. I know she is perfect! It really got me to thinking about "Identity" again. It occurred to me that I believe really the most important thing I can teach my daughter, reveal to her and encourage her to receive is to know her true identity in Christ! Because so many in the world are going to try and deceive her, and tell her who they think she is. It is so important that those things don't matter to her and that the only opinion that should and does matter is from her Heavenly Beloved, Her Heavenly Father and King. To remember that she is beautiful beyond compare. Not because of her looks, or what she wears even though if she takes after her father she'll be in the latest trends for sure! But to remember that she is beautiful because God made her that way. He looks at her, adores her and knows what He has made is really good!
To remember that she is the Victor and never the victim. Because she is the true daughter of the most High God. A spiritual warrior that cannot be defeated.

To remember not to fear because she is perfectly loved. And that nothing can harm her. To know that she has the authority to stomp serpents, to heal the sick, raise the dead, and no evil thing will come near her. To know that evil is powerless when the Children of God are unafraid. And that God has given her the Authority to do such things.

That she has the very abundant life that God has given to her through His Son.

Before she was conceived God knew her and sanctified her.

She is the Bride of Christ. And she is cherished and crowned with glory and honor.

She is not nor ever will be condemned. Because her life is in Christ. He took her condemnation and replaced it with freedom.

And She was created for His Glory to do the Mighty things that God has anointed her  to do. And only she can do! 

I have mentioned before that I believe the most important thing for a woman to know or anyone in general is to know their Identity in Christ! Because once they know that. Nothing will be able to stop them.
I want to teach my daughter these things because I believe it is the most important thing a Born again Christian can know. If they don't know this, they will be stomped on and deceived by what the world thinks they are. My desire and dream is that my daughter knows who she is in Christ. That she can stand tall as a believer looking down to no one.  To have such authority in Christ and allowing Him to work miracles in her life. That what people say doesn't move her, but what she says moves other people, that she can stand inline at a grocery store and not envy or be discouraged by the half dressed model in a magazine. But instead pray for her and pity her, to not be effected by piers but instead her piers be effected by her. I believe God has given me such responsibility by placing a miracle inside of me. A responsibility I will take most seriously. I can't tell you how excited I am to have a little girl call me mom!

Who let the cat out of the bag?

So, anyone who knows me would know I'm not much of a cat person. AT ALL! I'm a dog lover all the way. But I couldn't help but have compassion on a stray black cat one day. She was skinny and looked like she hasn't had anything to eat in a long while! I felt like I would be heartless if I didn't have compassion on her regardless if she was an annoying cat. So, I fed her some lunch meat and talked with her and pat her for a while. A few days later she was on my doorstep asking for more. What have I started!!

What I have learned the past couple of weeks.

 “It is a foolish woman who expects her husband to be to her that which only Jesus Christ Himself can be: always ready to forgive, totally understanding, unendingly patient, invariably tender and loving, unfailing in every area, anticipating every need, and making more than adequate provision. Such expectations put a man under an impossible strain”
― Ruth Graham

So as we all know my beloved hubby started the police academy about two weeks ago. This is his third week going on now. I was so excited about this job for us! I know this job is the job The Lord wanted Leon to have for the time being  to prepare him for his future ministry and to also use Leon to reach other people in the area. What I didn't realize is God had in mind to teach me a little something too! These last couple of weeks God has been working on me about what it truly means to be a wife, to be the woman of virtue that he needed and how important it truly is to set a joyous vibe in the house for the husband to arrive home.

 Week 1. Week one is what the police academy called "Hell week" They said that they were going to do everything in their power to make you quit the academy because they said if you can't handle them, you certainly can't handle the city. This was clearly the hardest week for the both of us. Of course more for him than for me. And I honestly think it would have been easier for me if I didn't have these pregnancy emotions going on. Leon would come home exhausted looking. (I honestly have never seen him so exhausted) Some days he'd come home with new bruises, one day he came home with blood marks on his shirt collar because he didn't shave that morning. So they made him use someone's razor to dry shave, and another day he came home with cuts, and missing skin on his hands because they made them bear craw across a base ball field with rocks,glass, and sand. Along with constantly  getting yelled and cussed at throughout the day. By the end of the day he was pretty much physically and emotionally strained. I guess you could say I wasn't expecting  the "Police academy" to be this hardcore. In fact I lost it emotionally after he told me one morning not to make a lunch that needs to be refrigerated. Because they had to earn that right. After he left I went upstairs to ball my eyes out because I felt so sorry for him. Even though he would do nothing to get sympathy. Sympathy is not in his vocabulary. But me being a pregnant wife seeing my husband get treated this way was absolutely devastating. But no way was I gonna let Leon see me cry. I mean that would be the last thing he needed to see before leaving for work right? So, after telling me about not being able to refrigerate his stuff and after starting to get upset about it in shock, I held it back, hugged him and said "Only