Today I put in a costume of grace. Returning to school from a three day break after this past weekend some of my kids were less than excited to get out of bed this morning. While I feel the exact same way every morning I do understand that in order for me to make it to work to my hourly paid job each morning I have to stick to a time schedule.
My six year old is known for awakening with whining and crying. Normal but not yet acceptable. The oldest decided that although her choices led to an extended Christmas break of about a month in a half she still deserved a week off for Mardi Gras break. That’s a different post entirely.
Normally I would be screaming promises and threats. But today. The lord graced me with thought and patience to calmly explain why things are what they are.
When I realized I’d kept my cool, I immediately thanked God for grace. And then night fell. Sad to say an incident occurred following my two year old going about life as if we have an enmeshed relationship. Needlessly to say I went off, on ev-ry-one except the husband 🤦🏽♀️.
One of my greatest desires is to love like Christ and I don’t feel like I can do that if I’m constantly yelling at my little people. I’m sure many mommies can relate. While this used to get me down, I basked today in the victory of Christ this morning as I navigated through the emotions of this thing called family. I guess I can say I’m learning to give myself grace and believing that He who started a good thing in me this morning is faithful to complete it in His time, even if His time is not tonight.
Being confident of this, that he who began a good work in you will carry it on to completion until the day of Christ Jesus.