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A Sacrifice of Praise

By Molly Huggins



On a recent Sunday, between training a reluctant first grader to sit still in church and keeping the new babe quiet, I managed to hear our pastor preach on Romans 12:1. This is a miracle. I rarely hear more than brief phrases in the chaos of our Sundays. I heard these words:


 

“I appeal to you therefore, brothers, by the mercies of God, to present your bodies as a living sacrifice, holy and acceptable to God, which is your spiritual worship.”

These words are no stranger to me, but as I was gazing down at my study Bible, the following explanation seized my heart.

Paul is teaching both the Jews and the Gentiles--one church, together, as the people of God for whom the blood sacrifice has been made. The sacrifice that remains is that of thankful response. {Paraphrased from the New Geneva Study Bible}.

These days are hard days for us. We are knee deep in screaming toddlers and dramatic six year olds and newborn needs. Not to mention weeks away from a fourth deployment. And right down here in the trenches, I am constantly reminded to give thanks.

Give thanks, you say? Most days I can barely hold back the tears.

 

But--and pay attention here, this is big--we are set free by the mercies of a just God. And every thought, word, and deed we have in this lifetime is a response, sacrificial or selfish, to the grace we’ve been given.
 

 


Sisters ... I can’t lie. It is a sacrifice. My heart on the hard days is not usually one of thanksgiving. It is a deliberate, intentional sacrifice to bend over, look my screaming son in the eye, parent him with some semblance of grace, and offer a quiet thanks for the healthy set of lungs assaulting my ear drums. Because what I really want to do is stuff some gauze in my ears, give him whatever he wants, then curl up in the fetal position and take a nap.

Let me weave for you the thread that prevents my unraveling.

We serve a loving God. In His wisdom and sovereignty, He knows my hard heart on the hard days. And so, His mercy is evident even in this. My desire for His righteousness, my gratitude for His grace, flows from Him to me. I am delivered, and I am grateful.

Sisters, there is mercy for you in the dark days. And even in the moments that seem to break us, gratitude flows with grace, a living sacrifice to the Father who freed us.

 


Reflection
Stop today, and practice giving thanks. Meditate for a moment on the blessings God has given you. Jot down a few. What can you thank Him for today, regardless of circumstances?

Prayer
Heavenly Father, thank You for being a giver of good gifts. Even in brokenness, and tiredness, and stress- You are good, and what You do is good. Today I choose to set aside my thoughts of self and to praise You with an open, joyful heart. Fill me up with the knowledge of Your grace and truth today. Open my eyes to the gifts all around me, so that I might live with a posture of gratitude toward You. Amen.


Molly Huggins (All The Grace Between) is an Army bride, one-time helicopter pilot, compulsive writer, friend seeker, and lover of color and all things textile. Her current occupation is ringmaster of the Huggins family circus (party of five). She has a B.A. in English from Covenant College and a passion for meeting other women right in the middle of their own messy stories. Pull up a chair at her virtual beat-up kitchen table, listen to her stories, and maybe even tell her yours.