I want people to like me. I hope others think I am doing a good job. But . . .
My kids thought I was a mean mom. My husband bristles when I nag. My coworkers don’t like it when I announce bad news. I’m really, really glad that my name isn’t included on the “who do you like” poll.
But my life isn’t about popularity. There’s really only one opinion that counts.
May my words and thoughts be acceptable to you, Lord.
(from Psalm 19)
