Have you ever had one of those days when your children test your patience in every possible way? Well, that was my day today!
I was supposed to be at pre-service prayer today at 10:00 am but didn't make it because I had to deal with a "situation" that ended up taking about an hour over pants...PANTS! Then, as I was getting ready (finally) for church, I hear one of my other son's throwing a fit over a coat...since when did I become a coat hanger...I don't see a hook on me anywhere, do you? Finally, I make it to church. No sooner do I start to engage in worship do I see Joey's little number pop up on the screen...at this point, I'm not going to lie, I just about cried!
I felt defeated, exhausted, and on the verge of tears. I didn't feel like I could handle one more thing...then I had a thought, OK, more like a prayer: "God, is this how you see me? Do I complain and throw fits over stupid things? Am I running behind on the things you have for my life? Lord, help me be grateful and appreciative of every breath, every second I have with my beautiful family on this earth. Teach me the patience to grow these boys into men that will serve you faithfully all of their days, because, I know that this is the most important job I will ever have...I don't want to fail at being a mother."
For those of you who feel like you've been drug through the mud...let me tell you, I understand and so does He! His mercies are new every morning...so, tomorrow, I am going to wake up, hug my kids and tell them that I love them, apologize for my mistakes, and keep on keeping on!