Honor your father and mother....Part 2

Part 2. My dad. Where does the honor begin and end?? Where does the repect begin and end??

As you, my friends know, my dad and I have a weird relationship. I call, he lets me down, I pick myself up and go right back for more. I've decided over the past few weeks that enough is enough. I'm done making the effort. Isn't that what I've done with others? Quit making the effort? I want people to want to see us. I make the effort with those that return the respect. I am tired of making excuses to myself and my kids. My dad is an hour and a half away. An afternoon. A Dora and a Sesame Street. I'm tired of getting my hopes up that he's coming to visit or going to do something with us or for us and then getting hammered with letdown.

I'm beginning to wonder if the honor and respect were ever even there.

Honor your father and mother

Okay, so God has spoken at me again. He has been doing a lot of that speaking at me and not really to me.


Today in church God did it again. He spoke at me. Sermon: Honor your father and mother.

My relationship with my mother-in-law is strained. Not really sure why, but it is. It has been for quite some time now. I have been having a power struggle with God lately about this. He's been telling me to let go and forgive, but the human girl in me is fighting for all I'm worth. But I followed my heart and invited her to lunch. Brent actually did the inviting. He called and she came. We had a great time. I made mexican casserole and we visited for about 2 hours then she made the 45 minute drive back home. My heart is a little lighter.

I'm telling you this is not going to become a regular event around here. Not yet anyway. But it was nice to sit and actually enjoy each other's company. I didn't do it for anyone but God and myself. I don't know the feeling some girls get to have when it comes to in-laws. But I am blessed with a wonderful husband who loves me and stands by me. Like I said, my heart is lighter.

Blessings to you all.