This week has been ridiculously busy. It's been good though, I am not trying to complain. I have a few extra projects going on...some are fun, some are not. All stretch me in a way.
I have had a late night every night this week and most of last week...I am wondering when I am going to crash:) His strength has been perfect despite all of the events pulling me in every direction. It always is.
Yesterday was a day that could go down as just plain crazy.
It started out pretty much the same as any other and the kids had an excellent attitude from the start. We sang in the car on the way to take Caitlyn to school...good memories.
I pulled up to Ladonna's house pretty the same way I had over the course of the school year...right in front of the house at the end of the driveway. As a mother of 4 there is always the dilemma of what to do with all of the kids when you face needing to leave the car for a minute. I did what I do almost every time I quickly need to ask Ladonna a question or drop something off. I asked Cailtyn to go get Aunt Nonnie and watched for her to come to the door. When I saw her in the doorway I quickly got out knowing that during our short conversation I would also face the mental challenge of keeping a close watch on the car and the rest of the kids. I always face the fact that with Micah being a boy his mischievousness can easily get the best of him. He could climb out of his car seat and experiment with the keys or the many cool car gadgets. I tell him every time I leave to stay in his seat and thankfully I have one sweet little obedient boy. There is just always that "what if laying on the back of my mind." Therefore I remain mentally alert ready to take action to sprint to the kiddos if need be. This was my thought process yesterday as I approached Ladonna with a question. The conversation was short and my eyes and ears alert to my kiddos. I noticed a woman jogging by and thought nothing of it. Shortly after she passed I returned to my car.
It was then that she confronted me.
She yelled at me.
She called me names.
She called me a "terrible mom" who "needed to think a little more with my head!"
She said what I just did was "just plain stupid."
She saw my "other kid" in the car she said. And I made a stupid mistake for leaving him there.
She only referred to seeing one other, I guess not knowing that in reality there was 3.
Obviously not realizing the dilemma that I face as I step out to drop off one child.
She made me mad. Furious.
My blood was boiling and I quickly responded to her in anger.
She had no idea how alert I am forced to stay to my kids and how exhausting it can be. She had no idea.
I didn't yell but I was firm.
I didn't choose my words wisely.
I reacted in my flesh, burning with anger.
How dare she say those things to me?
As I got in my car all I could hear was her voice yelling at me: "I am going to turn you in! Your a terrible mom!"
Wow.
I sped off furious.
My heart needed to calm.
So I went before the Lord, realizing that I had failed this test, miserably.
I reacted without the Spirit guiding my words.
I prayed and read the Word. It is amazing how His Words can calm a storm.
That was the beginning of the day.
The rest of the day was filled with projects, things to get done.
Greg and I were looking forward to a great evening with some good friends.
He has been busy.
I have been busy.
Life has been crazy.
We were ready for a good evening with friends. we were looking forward to it.
He had to go pick up his Grandma at the airport in the afternoon, only to find her flight delayed, he wouldn't make it back for dinner.
Around dinner time I got a call that his Grandma had an accident.
He would need to take her to get stitches.
He didn't return until after 1 in the morning.
I enjoyed the company of our friends and they helped me tremendously. (Thanks Holly and Micah!)
Crazy Day. yes.
It could have been worse.
Sometimes it is challenging to keep things in perspective.
But after a day like yesterday I am reminded once again that He always gives me exactly what I need, moment by moment to draw closer to Him.
He is all that I need.
And for Him I will be grateful
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4 comments:
Wow! What a day. I can say with most certainty that I too would have responded in my flesh and not of the spirit when questioned in that way. As a Mom, I often feel on my defense, just like a Momma Bear protecting my cubs. I can imagine I would have been boiling if anyone would have even taken a second guess at my thoughts and motives ... they don't know me or just how much thought goes into EVERY single I thing I do with and for my kids each day. Unfortunately, I am reminded that not all kiddos have Mommy's that make them the focus and put them before anything else! Thankfully, the Lord gives us Grace and he knows our hearts intentions, our thoughts, our focus. Sometimes we just plain blow it being an example of how we should respond or being filled by the spirit. UGH .. .can I tell you how many times I blow it? I think daily to some degree. I'm so human, so full of the flesh. Praise the Lord he gives me so much grace!
May you have a better morning tomorrow. :-)
ytaxwm
Kristin,
I mean it when I say you're the best mom I know. I'm not exxagerating. I really hope I can love and care for my children the way you do yours!
Bre'anna
I can't even imagine what I would have done... probably broke down in tears! If that makes my blood boil just reading it, I can only imagine how it made you feel. Please know that you are a wonderful mom and I look to your example for my own mothering:) It reminds me of a parent who literally cussed me out and told me I wasn't fit to teach anything and I should find another profession. It left me so heartbroken. I still have to ask God to help me forgive that mom. It's so hard to forget and forgive, but God helps me when I ge stuck on it and my confidence is shaken. It's just another reminder how God comforts and provides for me.
-Sara C.
I found your blog recently and have enjoyed reading about your family. I think God gives us "those days" so we appreciate the good ones even more. I'm a mom of 2 girls, ages 1 and 2, and I know couldn't get through my days without God's grace (and humor).
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