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  • Praying for My Spouse

    Praying for your spouse is hard. There are times when I really have to sit and think about my prayers for my husband. When I pray for him, I have to wonder if what I am asking God for on behalf of my spouse is something that God wants for him or if it is my want for him. There are times when I have prayed for a change because it is what I wanted for my husband. I then spend a lot of time praying for what I want and becoming frustrated when the change doesn’t happen. This, in turn, frustrates my husband because I nag him to change to suit what I think is best for him. At that point, I am essentially trying to act like God. That is a sin, to believe that I know better. So, I needed to change the way I prayed. I began to ask my husband if there was something specific he wanted me to pray for. If there wasn’t, then I prayed for God’s will in my husband’s life. When I started praying for God’s will in my husband’s life, we both began receiving opportunities. I had more opportunities regarding the desire to pray for what I think my husband needs, and he has opportunities to follow what God calls him to. This has helped my marriage because nagging someone to change to suit what your will is does not work. Marriage does not mean pushing someone to grow if they are not ready. It means growing together and encouraging one another. It means loving each other through it all, working together to build a life together. Praying for your spouse is a selfless act that glorifies God.

  • Marriage Motivations

    Marriage is hard. It’s a choice, if you think about it. You make a choice to love your spouse for the rest of your lives, no matter what your situation is. We make promises of loving whether for richer or poorer and in sickness and in health. When we take these vows though, we may not always know what that will look like. My husband and I will be married four years this year, and to be honest it has not been perfect. We have to work on ourselves, and our marriage, due to trauma from past relationships. It is messy and ugly sometimes when we have to learn how to fight, compromise, and communicate. We had to learn how to love each other. Not because we couldn’t, but because we have our own love languages and needs. For my husband, he needs to feel appreciated. I remind him how awesome I think he is often, because in all fairness I lucked out. I married a man who is a wonderful husband and father. Me? I need hugs and to be told that I’m doing a great job. When he hugs me, I feel safe and secure. We also had to learn how to work together to fight the common enemy, rather than each other. It is so important to fight the problem instead of fighting the person you love. Part of that is listening to hear rather than listening to respond. I am the WORST at that. I end up listening to my husband’s words with the intent to defend my position rather than to hear what he is saying. That is not a way to communicate, that is a way to fight. Listening to hear the other side means understanding what they are experiencing, listening with the intent to argue is dismissive of their feelings. Marriage, like motherhood, is messy. It’s unpredictable yet wonderful. It is a covenant to put each other first, after God, before anything else in your life. When you wake up every day, you get the option to choose love. I hope you wake up and choose love and that your love always wakes up choosing you.

  • Fearless

    Our daughter is the type of person I always wanted to be. Only two and I am fairly certain nothing scares her. Earlier this week, we went to the local zoo, and they had camel rides, so we figured that she might enjoy it. At first, I was worried that she might be afraid because she had never seen a live camel before. I could not have been more incorrect. My father-in-law kindly rode the camel with her and the moment they placed her on Sassy (that was the 20-year-old camel’s name) my fearless girl attempted to lean and race the camel as if she was riding a horse in the Kentucky Derby. She was petting this beautiful creature and was truly thrilled to have the experience. Carefree is a good word to describe her, and that moment of happiness is one I will never forget. Often, I worry about our daughter’s lack of fear when she climbs too high or jumps too soon, holding my breath waiting for her to be hurt. The thing is, even if she is hurt, she brushes herself off and tries again. I admire that about her, much like her father, she is tenacious. I, on the other hand, am cautious and worry about failure. It’s truly amazing how much we learn from our children, even when we are teaching them. Because of our daughter, I want to try new things and not be afraid to fall. I want to live life, even if my passion may be silly to others, and I want to be unapologetically the person that God created me to be. So, I guess I can thank my fearless girl for being my inspiration to throw caution to the wind and be fearless.

  • Division of Labor?

    As mentioned previously, I am a stay-at-home mom raising two little ones while working on my masters and running a household with pets. I also happen to be a bit of a neat freak when it comes to my home. Dirty dishes being left in the sink is a major pet peeve and I am not a fan of things laying out all over the place. Our daughter has even learned to pick up after herself and she cleans her own room with some assistance. With my husband having a busy work schedule, he does a lot for the house on the weekends, and I handle the majority during the week. One problem was the number of times one of us started a task that was already done, thus causing multiple things to be done twice and others might be skipped. Being the overly organized human being that I am, I keep a list and calendar of the multiple home activities that I like to keep organized, however, my husband does not always see these things because they are written in a planner. This week I learned there is literally an app for everything and found one that allows us to keep track of household chores and who finished what. This was super helpful for me because it avoided someone accidentally placing dirty dishes in a clean dishwasher or washing a toilet twice. Sometimes technology is an amazing thing, and this happened to be one of those times. Now, if someone could create an app that gives me a variety of coffee recipes and step by step instructions on how to make all my favorite lattes I would be thrilled!

  • Whose Child is This?

    We have officially hit the terrible twos. We are experiencing temper tantrums, exceptional stubbornness, an intense need to have control, and independence that can rival any pop diva of the past century. Yes, this is my fault entirely as our beloved baby girl has my willfulness and can be quite hardheaded. When I mentioned to my father that I was not this difficult, at least from my recollection, he laughed. Funny how we remember ourselves as children so differently from our parents. In my mind, I was sweetness and light, in reality. I have always been a force to be reckoned with. So how do you guide this in your child? How do you help to mold a child without breaking their spirit? Seriously, if any of you have any ideas, I would appreciate an email. I need all the help I can get! Anyway, it is an adventure arguing with a small version of yourself. I am sure many of you who are parents have experienced this once or twice at least. For me, I have learned to pray for my children. I pray for their present and also for their future. I pray for God’s will to be done in their lives and that they will follow him. I teach our children to take their feelings to God as well as their needs. Mostly, this is done through my own behaviors. Our daughter is very astute and will mimic the behaviors she sees. From me, she has gotten a love of cleaning, rocks her baby dolls like I rock her brother, folds laundry, and has a tendency to throw her hands on her hips and squawk back at me if she does not like what I am telling her. I swear if you want to know what you do the most on a daily basis, let a toddler follow you around and see what they pick up. Because of my little shadows’ ability to mimic me, I have become more intentional in my habits. I watch my words and actions a little more closely. I think a lot about what I want our daughter to learn from me and what I pray she never sees, like my insecurities. In this period of time in our lives, I think a lot about the way God gives us instruction and a model of behavior in order to lead a life that will help us to be like Him. We have the Bible and example of Jesus to guide us to be like our father. From our father, comes the gift of children. We are called to guide and prepare them to follow Him. In that case, I pray that my husband and I provide positive examples to our children on how not to be perfect, but to love God and desire to follow Him. Our children are not ours; they are just entrusted to us here on earth but ultimately, these beautiful babies belong to God. I thank Him daily for the wonderful gifts He has entrusted me with.

  • Trust Falls?

    I do not trust easily. There have been too many moments in my life where someone has failed me. From friends to family and significant others, I have been left waiting for a promise to be kept. Now, I often anticipate a promise being broken. I have been diving into the Book of Proverbs recently. One that stood out to me is Proverbs 3:5-6 “Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding. In all your ways submit to Him and He will make your paths straight”. The first part of Trust has always been hard for me. Until the past two or so years of my life, I believed God was a God of destruction. I worried He is more likely to punish me, instead of comforting me. Now, when I read Trust, I read relying on God. Believing that He will comfort and care for me all the days of my life. I believe that God can and will work all things for my good. The next part of lean not on your understanding goes against everything in me. I have learned to rely on myself rather than others because I have been let down so many times before. How can I not trust myself? The purpose of this verse is to say that our human nature, emotions, our natural being outside of God can fall victim to deception. Satan plays on our insecurities, pain, embarrassment, the creation we were before God. Feelings are not fact, feelings are fleeting and vary but God does not. God is constant, He is unfailing, full of grace, and the giver of redemption. God cleans up the dirt of sin and gives us the opportunity to be new people in Him. Who else in our lives can do this? Who else can forgive us so freely? Can love us no matter what we do? Who else will greet us with open arms when we leave? Who else would leave the 99 and come after the 1? God is worthy of our trust; more so than we are worthy of the grace we have been given freely. So, although we may not always be able to trust the world, we can always trust God.

  • Schedule Shenanigans

    Friday is always a busy day in the Kozak household. Our daughter has speech therapy, so we enjoy a 7 am. wake up with time sitting in rush hour traffic with cranky little humans. For me, the chaos is worth it because our little one is working on speaking. For her, it throws off the routine. This Friday was a bit different because my husband needed to head back across the state for work, so I took two little ones solo. The reason this is an interesting scenario is because my husband takes time out of his busy schedule in order to accompany us to speech therapy every week, and our daughter, in all her stubborn glory, refuses to work with the speech therapist until her dad is in the room with us. So, with a little trepidation and a lot of caffeine, I headed out the door with two children in tow for the adventure that is speech therapy. I made it to the hospital, and we were already winning the day because we were on time. I walk two children, one in a car seat carrier and the other holding my hand, into the lobby of the hospital to check into one of the many kiosks along the wall. To my surprise, there is one open, and I am thrilled to proceed with mere moments left until the appointment. It was then that a message popped up on the screen that they could not find an appointment and to speak to the kind receptionist at the desk. Surely, this is a mistake. Maybe the appointment wasn’t logged, so I asked the kind lady who looked, and to my surprise, we had taken a week off of speech therapy with the next appointment being the following Friday. Now, the lady was so sweet to try hard not to laugh at my mistake, but I sure did. I often forget about appointments that I have scheduled, but I have never accidentally gone to an appointment when there wasn’t one. After laughing for a couple of seconds, I thanked her for her time, took the little ones back to the car, made the drive home, and realized that maybe it is time to update the calendar and take a nap with our beautiful babies. On the bright side, as our family has lovingly reminded me, this was an excellent test run for future appointments without my husband. Not every day goes as planned, but there can be beauty found in every day. So to all of you who forget appointments, mix up days or times, I am with you, and you are doing great.

  • Reacting in Anger

    Today, I did something I was not proud of. I yelled at someone today that pushed me to my limit. I am not one to lose control of myself often, I worked very hard to keep my emotions in check most of the time, but today, my temper and my emotions overcame me. If you were to ask most people who are aware of the situation, I was in the right. I stood my ground, I avoided cursing, threatening, or carrying on, but it did not make me feel better about any of it. With the anger came a sensation of guilt for allowing myself to speak my mind in a way I found unbecoming. Yes, God wants us to call out the injustice of the world and what is Biblically and morally wrong, but he did not intend for it to happen in this manner. Frankly, neither did I. The shame I felt for my behavior today is a reason for joy. It shows growth in myself, it shows a changed spirit, and it shows that I am far from perfect, but my heart is changing. There was a time in my life when I would be set off quite easily, but I have learned that it is not the best method for handling conflict. Proverbs 17:27, a truly wise person, uses few words; a person with understanding is even tempered. Well, this is who I desire to be. A woman of few words and even tempered, how do I get there? Prayer…..and a whole lot of opportunities. Today, I failed my opportunity. I let myself give in to the temptation of calling out what I felt was wrong, I did not feel proud, I did not change a single thing, and I realized that God is working on me, changing my heart and guiding me in his ways. As for the person I argued with today, rather than condemning, I need to be praying. It’s hard to pray for those who are not always kind to us, but God calls us to love our neighbor. When we pray, the Lord’s prayer, we are asking to be forgiven as we forgive others, so it’s time for me to take the step forward in faith and pray for those who may not be easy to pray for. If you have someone on your heart today that you are angry at, that you are unsure you could ever find common ground with…….join me in prayer for them, it may not change their heart but it could change yours.

  • Master Chief in the Making?

    My husband is a new chief, with that comes more responsibility. More hours, more phone calls, more time on the computer. It also gives our little ones more of a chance to see what their dad does. Our daughter has an obsession with trying on her dad’s cover and walking around in his dress shoes. She looks like a little chief and acts like one too. Our daughter already has leadership skills and a takes no prisoner’s attitude. She is strong, willful, smart, and will achieve anything she sets her mind to. Which scares me a little to be honest. As a wife of someone in the navy, I am fortunate that my husband’s job keeps him stateside. There are no deployments but there are long hours, and he must take a call anytime the bat phone rings (what we lovingly call his navy phone). I do not know that I will be that fortunate if our children decide to follow their father, as well as numerous relatives in both my husband and my families who have made service to their country a time-honored tradition. When I watch our daughter march around like her father, I see a little girl who so badly wants to be her dad and I say a prayer for her future. I pray that if my children decide to serve their country, that they will be protected. Selfishly, I pray they get a job at a desk away from danger, but who am I to get in their way. I pray that whatever choices they make in their lives, they will be happy and fulfilled. I pray they will honor God and follow his will for them. I pray for their futures so often because I believe that God will guide their path, and by praying for them, I can model how they will one day pray for their own families. Our children are two years old and six months, so I have a long time until they choose what they want to be with their lives, but if today is any indication of the future, our mini chief will be a force to be reckoned with.

  • Made for History?

    I have a tendency to define myself based on my role in life. As in, my name is Sharon, I am a wife, mother, counselor (prior to being a stay-at-home mom), student, writer, daughter, sister, cousin, niece, friend, the list goes on and on. These are the things I do; however, they are not exactly what define me. When I think about my life, I think about my accomplishments, and sometimes the lack thereof, and I wonder what I will be remembered for. When I was younger, I wanted to be remembered for being brilliant. I wanted to leave my mark on the world by being part of history by making life better for someone else. I wanted to find a cure for something, to solve a problem of some sort, I wanted to be an asset to society. When I turned 30, I worried that I would not make my mark on the world. I felt like I was not destined to be anyone special. Right before my 30th birthday, I became a mother. I had our first baby and my focus shifted from changing the world to helping my baby build hers. Amazing how things change, what was once my most selfish desire to be in a history textbook with various accolades became helping our children grow to be kind, honest, God-fearing human beings. If that is my biggest contribution to the world, I can be happy with that. My perspective shifted with my priorities. With the desire to give glory to God comes the realization that we are not as in control of our life as we thought. Yes, we can choose our path because that’s how we were designed. We are given free will, but we are also given a roadmap to salvation. The Bible guides us to how we should live our lives for God, we choose whether to follow those guidelines or not. Like being famous, or making my mark on history, I have the opportunity to choose what is important to me. I moved from the desire to be famous to the desire to be saved. I desired to guide my children to love God and to serve him. I desired to change the world by sharing the gospel with others. I desired to write and share my life with others, who find themselves in similar position as my family, to share the same hope I have been given. I love you, Lord, you are my strength. The Lord is my rock, my fortress, and my savior; my God is my rock, in whom I find protection. He is my shield, the power that saves me, and my place of safety Psalm 18:1-2. When we build a firm foundation based on the Lord, the world may shake us, but we will remain standing due to his grace.

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