I had a hard day with my children. I am embarrassed to even type that considering I only had them for 6 of the 13 hours they were awake--but I was not on top of my game during those hours. The bickering, the battling for my attention, the inability to hear my voice and/or heed my requests was particularly frustrating today.
It is especially annoying considering Tuesday is my big day in the Word. I spent an hour working through a chapter of The Power of A Praying Wife with my accountability partner, followed by two hours of small group beginning Beth Moore's Breaking Free. My house was clean, my errands were run, I was early and relaxed in car line. I did all the right 'Christian Mommy things.' My afternoon should have been picture perfect, right? Wrong.
Real life isn't tit for tat that way. We don't earn freebies from God for checking off a magic to do list. If this afternoon was a test of my ability to put together all the rich things I had learned this morning, I think I may have pulled off a D+ at best.
I am thankful for a husband and children that love me even on my bad days.
Tonight during a particularly energetic bed time, I heard my R singing in the shower, "I've got sunshine on a cwoudy day, when its cold outside, I've got da monfth of May. I guess you say what can make me feel dis way, My Mom...hee hee hee..MY MOM..."
I felt forgiven. I thanked God for His Grace. I am going to bed early in hopes of a better tomorrow.