Praying Scripture: James (Ch. 1)

Read: James–Chapter 1

Key Verses: James 1:19-27 “My dear brothers, take note of this: Everyone should be quick to listen, slow to speak and slow to become angry, for man’s anger does not bring about the righteous life that God desires. Therefore, get rid of all moral filth and the evil that is so prevalent and humbly accept the word planted in you, which can save you. Do not merely listen to the word, and so deceive yourselves. Do what it says. Anyone who listens to the word but does not do what it says is like a man who looks at his face in a mirror and, after looking at himself, goes away and immediately forgets what he looks like. But the man who looks intently into the perfect law that gives freedom, and continues to do this, not forgetting what he has heard, but doing it—he will be blessed in what he does. If anyone considers himself religious and yet does not keep a tight rein on his tongue, he deceives himself and his religion is worthless. Religion that God our Father accepts as pure and faultless is this: to look after orphans and widows in their distress and to keep oneself from being polluted by the world.”

Dear Heavenly Father, I ask that you will give me joy so that I can be joyful in any trials or circumstances that I face. Please also give me the perseverance I need in order to become mature and complete. I pray that you will give me wisdom to live my life according to your plan for me. Help me to be wise in any decisions that I make for myself and my family. Please take any pride from my heart so that I can humble myself before you and others. I pray that you will bless me with these characteristics so that I can be more like Christ. Lord Jesus, keep me away from temptation and evil. My desires sometimes lead me away from you. I pray that you will help me to follow you and not to fall into sin. Thank you for the blessings that you have poured out on me and my family. Thank you for your truths that you have shown me which have allowed me to know you better. Father God, you know that I have struggled with my anger. Until recently; my anger has gotten worse instead of better. I praise you for the work you have done in my life over the past year. I pray that you will continue to work on me so that I can rid myself completely of my angry spirit. Help me to listen before I speak. Please save me from myself. Help me to hold my tongue before speaking out of anger. Please take away the chains that have held me captive for so long. Amen.


***My prayers are based on the whole chapter not just the key verses.

***The Prayer is in black, and the Scripture (NIV) is in red.

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Mom or Mum? (Mother’s Day Series- 5)

I had asked a friend to write about her pregnancy experience for my Mother’s Day Series (if you missed any of the series; see bottom of post for links). Unfortunately her internet connection has been on and off for the past few weeks and she was unable to get it to me in time. I personally feel that Mother’s (and Father’s) can be celebrated any time of the year! So today I am going to feature her story. I call her a “Mom” but because she lives in Australia she will be known by her baby as “Mum” 🙂

We have never met face to face but have become very good friends over the past year. We met online through a facebook game called Hatchery and have been co-admins for a facebook group that supports the game. Through our frequent e-mails about the game we also started talking about real life. Probably because we didn’t really know each other; we really clicked and felt comfortable talking about things that we didn’t really share with other friends who knew us personally. We have prayed for each other and encouraged each other a lot. I hope that one day I can give her a hug 🙂

So without further ado; I would like to introduce my guest writer Fiona!


I’m not one of those women who gets clucky at the sight of every baby or toddler and declares, “ooh, your thighs are so cute and chubby I just want to eat them up!”

In fact, when we first got married in 2004, my husband [James] was probably the one who loved kids the most. If it had been solely his decision, we would have started having kids one or two years into our marriage. As for me, when asked when we were thinking of adding children to our family, my vague reply was usually, “maybe next year we’ll start to consider it”.

It’s not that I was scared of being a mother. Oh, who am I kidding? Of course I was! The idea that from the very moment you conceive, you are completely responsible for the life of another human being, a little person who is completely dependent on you in EVERY way. And what’s more, any of your own character faults are most likely going to be amplified in a little person who imitates everything you do, whether consciously or subconsciously. Talk about the hugest responsibility of all time.

And then there was the element of being pregnant for 9 months. Not having any control over my own body’s eating desires (or so I had been told), gaining weight, acquiring stretch marks, being sick all the time, sore back, squished organs… the list goes on… and that is only if the pregnancy progresses normally with no complications whatsoever (that whole “glowing” thing? I just don’t buy it)! Let’s just say I had plenty of reasons to hold off from having children.

But, at some point, enough time had passed and I found myself deciding it was time. Was I ready? Probably not. But I told my husband I was probably about as ready as I’d ever be. And on Christmas Day 2009, James and I announced to all four of our parents that they were going to be grandparents for the very first time. And the rest is history.

All in all, despite the regular “symptoms”, my pregnancy has been smooth and relatively easy. Apart from the odd bout of emotional outburst. Okay, so maybe it’s been more than a few times.

At first, it didn’t really seem all that real to me. First trimester was not at all enjoyable. It seemed like it was all symptoms and no point to them whatsoever. For all I knew, I was simply suffering from multiple chronic issues including indigestion, constant nausea (wouldn’t it be nice if it were ACTUALLY confined to only mornings?), loss of fitness, general fatigue, and unexplainable weight gain. The excitement was virtually non-existent… except for when I was talking to Kerry, James’ mother and Baby Snare’s grandma-to-be! I did have the 12 week ultrasound (I told my husband that my only goal for that ultrasound was simply to get proof that there actually was a baby inside me!) but whilst it had its magical moments, after it was over it still felt like I was simply watching someone else’s baby video.

Even as the second trimester began all I felt like was fatter and more bloated than ever, with the addition of blotchy, blemished skin. But then came the magical moment – on Easter Monday 2010, as I was lying in bed enjoying a sleep in, I turned on my side and suddenly realised that the little thumps I had been feeling my belly were not my heartbeat, but physical signs of another human life! Maybe there really was a baby inside of me! The thumps gradually became stronger over the next few weeks until James was finally able to feel our baby too.

I am now officially into my third trimester and the reality is starting to sink in. I am now keenly aware that no matter what I do, I am never alone – my baby is always with me, even in my most quiet of moments (let’s just say, she doesn’t stop moving for long). It’s odd to think right now that I have a constant companion, regardless of where I go or what I do.

There’s so much to do to prepare for our first child. But what I need to prepare most of all is myself. I find myself wanting to be the best parent I can be. Not really caring all that much if I do end up being able to go back to work or not after I give birth to our baby. I’m already thinking about what we can do now to start saving for her education so we can give her the best possible start in life.

Maybe I’m not clucky when it comes to babies, but I’m a Mum all the same. Maybe I don’t see other people’s babies as being anything to get particularly excited over, but somehow it’s completely different when she’s yours and yours alone. And in 11-15 week’s time, I will get to meet our little darling for the first time, face to face. And I can’t wait to meet her, hold her, nurture her, and most of all love her.

Besides which, I’m not even 30 weeks yet and she’s already starting to squish me a lot on the inside… so I’ll be more than happy to push her out of there when she’s ready!

(16 weeks)

“[Children] are a heritage from the LORD, children a reward from him.” Psalm 127:3


Mother’s Day Series:

My Valley (Mother’s Day Series-1)

Mommy Brain (Mother’s Day Series-2)

“The Next Survivor Series” (Mother’s Day Series- 3)

True Beauty (Mother’s Day Series- 4)