War Room Page #5

Every couple has some friction

every now and then.

But I bet that you never

feel like you've won

after you've had an argument

with your husband.

Can I ask you how much

you pray for your husband?

Well, very little.

Elizabeth,

I think it's time for me to show you

my favorite place in this house.

Now, this is where I do my fighting.

A closet?

I call it my war room.

So...

So, you wrote prayers

for each area of your life?

A prayer strategy. Yes.

Now, I used to do

what you and your husband are doing,

but it got me nowhere.

And then I really started studying

what the scriptures say.

And God showed me that it wasn't my job

to do the heavy lifting. No.

That was something

that only He could do.

It was my job to seek Him, to trust Him

and to stand on His word.

Ms. Clara, I've never seen

anything like this.

And I admire it, I really do. I just...

I don't have time to pray

that much every day.

But you apparently have time

to fight losing battles with your husband.

Elizabeth,

if you will give me one hour a week,

I can teach you how to fight

the right way with the right weapons.

Since you're good with the asking price,

I'll go ahead and list the house.

I'd like to think about

our other discussion.

Elizabeth, please forgive me

for being so direct,

but I see in you a warrior

that needs to be awakened.

But I will respect

whatever decision you make.

Thank you, Ms. Clara.

I hope you have a good day.

You, too.

Don't let me push too hard, Lord.

I know I got a big mouth.

If they do that stunt

in the competition, they'll win.

Why don't you ask your dad

about helping us get uniforms?

He's not here.

It's not like he would care anyway.

Can you ask your mom?

My mom already gave part of the money.

Come on, we can go to my room.

So, I told my dad that he could jump with us,

and he totally started laughing.

He said he would only do it

if Mom did it with him,

which, of course, she would never do.

So, they, like, start talking

about doing the worst routine ever.

Like, in a funny way.

And she starts laughing so hard,

her face turned bright red.

Then she starts squeaking

'cause she couldn't breathe.

It was hilarious.

I wish I lived at your house.

Whenever my parents are together,

they just fight.

Jennifer, how's your family?

Fine.

Would you like to stay for dinner?

You're welcome to eat with us.

Okay.

Okay, well, I'm gonna go change.

I'll call you girls down

in a few minutes.

Danielle...

You know we love you, right?

That wasn't very convincing.

Well, I think you love me a little bit.

A little bit?

Danielle, you're my daughter.

You're the most important thing

in the whole world to me.

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