We had one of those mornings. . .
The kind when emotions swing, tears flow, and reality crumbles your perfect family dream. Did I mention we had a guest too?
I heard the lies start traipsing about my brain…
“You can’t mother well.”
“What would “they” think?”
“You are a failure.”
The toxic acid of these lies burned my already bruised heart. My eye began to twitch. Oh child, why is it so hard for you? I wonder.
Her anger flashed again and I felt my anger rise, my eyes flash, and my body tremble. My words sounded strained – a warning to push no further. But God kept my volume under control, His control.
Whether you turn to the right or to the left, your ears will hear a voice behind you, saying, “This is the way; walk in it.” Isaiah 30:21
For the grace of God that brings salvation has appeared to all men. It teaches us to say “No” to ungodliness and worldly passions, and to live self-controlled, upright and godly lives in this present age, while we wait for the blessed hope—the glorious appearing of our great God and Savior, Jesus Christ, Titus 2:11-13
Desperate whispers passed my lips. “Help me God. . . I don’t know how to help her. . . I can’t do this without You. . .”
We talked about hormones and mood-swings. We talked about self-control the kind God’s grace teaches us.
There were moments of shear frustration and anger and pain. Yet there were moments of peace and joy. How can one hour and fifteen minutes contain so much anger, joy, pain, frustration, and peace?
As I dropped her off at school she hugged me and said, “I love you mom.”
My eye slowed its twitching. As I drove home I realized God used my precious girl to refine me and teach me grace. I just pray I am a quick study.
What do you do when you have one of those mornings? Share with me in the comments.
Angela,
Thanks for such a great post! I’ve had quite a few of THOSE mornings myself. Love the way you said, “The kind when emotions swing, tears flow, and reality crumbles your perfect family dream.” Oh…and the guest part was just like icing on the cake.
Love how the Lord used your little girl! He’s used my boys more often than I can count to teach me.