This morning was not much different from any other morning. It was a RUSH morning. Everyone in slow-mo sluggish movement until the last 45 seconds when everyone runs frantic to get the last minute things accomplished and in the car. It's exhausting just typing about it, since in my mind I have a vivid picture of what all occurs. We were all in the car, except one, and of course I have to honk the horn, hop out twice to say we have to leave, NOW, and still no fourth child. I can feel my blood pressure rising and the minutes on the clock in my car are ticking one by one. I mean, how hard can it be to get four kids out the door by 7AM? Obviously for this momma it is like pulling teeth (which I don't do by the way), up hill both ways in the snow with no shoes!
Breath, Kim, breath!
Finally, kid number four is in and I speed off hollering and complaining about how late we will be AGAIN! That today I will have to sign in a child or two for being tardy once again because there will be no one outside to greet my kids with a good morning or a smile as they walk to class. Just a few frowns as they look on the mom that can't seem to get it together.
Ugh!!
"Kim, do you want your kids to go to school happy or hurt??"
What Lord?? I'm the good guy here, can't you see? I'm trying to get my point across that the next time they aren't in the car by 7 they will pay by handing their phones over to me. That's good parenting God. I have to teach them that with disobedience comes consequences.
"Kim, slow down! What is more important here? Your point or their hearts?"
What Lord?? I'm the good guy here, can't you see? I'm trying to get my point across that the next time they aren't in the car by 7 they will pay by handing their phones over to me. That's good parenting God. I have to teach them that with disobedience comes consequences.
"Kim, slow down! What is more important here? Your point or their hearts?"
Ouch God! Ouch!!
Conversations shifted and I had the opportunity to share what God was teaching me through Moses. It was a sweet time to hear our newest little addition say, "mom, tell me more stories in the Bible."
I'm thankful we were late today. Even though my children will most likely remember me hollering for them to hurry, I pray most of all they will recall the times they heard His Word. I pray they will recognize those times we slowed down for connection and compassion like Jesus did. Without slowing down we may just miss what God wants us to see, what He wants us to hear, and what He desires for us to do.
Proverbs 19:2 "Desire without knowledge is not good, and whoever makes haste with his feet misses his way."
Oh Lord, even though this life screams for us to rush, Lord I pray we see with compassion and that we look to connect with those around us. Help us to be aware Lord! I know that is how others will see You! Help us so that our feet do not miss Your way!
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