I'm going to start off right now by telling you that I am a chronic talk to myself type person. If you only KNEW the amazing conversations I could have with myself all day long you'd either want to come over to listen or run in the other direction. I laugh. I cry. I get angry. I have brilliant ideas. I'm just so darn entertaining! But it's a bit of a problem too.
How you talk to yourself has an enormous impact on your thoughts.
Yes, how we talk to ourselves either in our heads or physically whispering around the house all day long, severely impacts our thoughts which trickles into our body language and actions. Let me paint this witching hour picture for you. You know the hour before dinner when the kids are screaming, dinner needs to be made, you're waiting for your spouse, the phone keeps ringing, and you are just DONE for the day? Yes, that hour. Let's review.
After our youngest was born that witching hour became my absolute weakest spot of the day. The self talk that permeated my kitchen brought down my mood terribly. It was destructive really. I'd be irritated with the kids. Kids who were 3 and a baby at the time! How was this their fault? I'd be mad at a husband who hadn't even walked in the door yet. I would FREAK out if he was a minute late because I was so needing that relief in the day. What a lovely thing for him to come home every day to a wife who was spitting nails and had flames coming out of her ears. I'd be mad at the dinner I was trying to prepare. Cooking isn't my strong suit to begin with but I try to make it the best for my family. I'd be annoyed at all the other distractions that kept the hour a complete madhouse. For the love everyone, I really do shut my ringer off between certain times of the day.
Thankfully through lots of prayer and some eye opening conversations with my hubby, there were so many things about the hour that I and I alone had to change. The kids? They can't help it. Me being irritated with them doesn't help the situation. The hubby? He works hard and is dedicated to his job. He was adjusting to two kids as well and also behind with many things. If I wanted relief and to feel loved by him, I needed to start being more loving. The cooking? Most days I have all day to prepare something. Despite my dread for the kitchen, I needed to make a plan, get more prepared and not pile it all into that hard hour. And again, I really do shut my ringer off when I just can't take another distraction. Answers can wait until after bedtime if needed.
Through my prayers a few verses came to the front of my mind as well that I would like to share. I've turned to this one in Isaiah so much that my Bible can fall open to it.
For just as the heavens are higher than the earth, so my ways are higher than your ways and my thoughts are higher than your thoughts - (Isaiah 55:9 NIV)
His thoughts are higher than our thoughts. His ways are higher than our ways. Beyond our comprehension. In the margin I wrote that our disappointment with God is often a result of our small thinking. Small thinking. I don't want to think small. I want to continually work on elevating my thoughts to bigger and better. And while God's ways and thoughts are so elevated they are beyond any human comprehension, it will be a noble earthly task to keep pushing the human boundary.
And now, dear brothers and sisters, one final thing. Fix your thoughts on what is true, and honorable, and right, and pure, and lovely, and admirable. Think about things that are excellent and worth of praise - (Philippians 4:8 NIV)
If our thoughts become our body language, our words, and our actions wouldn't it be a great practice to always attempt to live out Philippians 4:8? To keep fixing your thoughts to what is true, right, and admirable. To keep fixating your thoughts on what is honorable, pure, and lovely. To keep elevating them to what is excellent and worth of praise.