“You're cranky a lot.”
It wasn't a complaint but an observation, and I had to laugh a little at the sheer honesty of my child's assessment of me.
But then I realized -- he’s right! How could it be that I was often cranky with these little people that I loved so dearly? That's not what I want them to remember about their mama!
How often I let the pressures and stresses of life rob me of just enjoying my children!
But if I’m being robbed of that blessing, I know who’s behind it - and I know the remedy too: the devil comes to steal, kill and destroy. But Jesus triumphed over him and gives us a rich, satisfying and abundant life. (John 10:10.)
Dear Lord, you gave me a precious gift when you gave me my children. Fill me with joy and grace. Let their memories of me be that I loved and delighted in them, not that I was frequently cross and cranky. In Jesus’ name, amen.
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