It's a rare moment when the house is quiet. I'm thankful for those moments, but also giving thanks that it's not always quiet. My children and husband are blessings, teaching me patience, reliance on God alone, and what it means to love. I praise God for humbling me, convincting me in areas I am blind to. I am embarking on a journey of encouraging my husband with my words. That means refraining from any kind of criticism, to him personally, complaining about him to someone else, or (hardest of all) complaining about him to myself. That also means daily telling him something I love about him or am grateful for. I need prayer in this. I am quick to speak with a cutting tongue. My prayer is to become like that much-venerated woman of Proverbs 31:11-12: "The heart of her husband safely trusts her; so he will have no lack of gain. She does him good, and not evil, all the days of her life." I am also praying I can do a better job of taking care of our ho...