Screaming, whining, little people under foot all day. It seemed as though all the clear patterns for our family and relating needed to be relearned all in a day. Routines had fled. Discipline was spotty and I was reeling from the impact of having a sick boy for four days and letting things slide more than I should have. At the same time we were leaving for a month and my list was long. Too long for one day. To ambitious. To Zuper Voman Driven.
I heard my frustrated voice.
"Abe, What do you want?"
"Me want be wiff you."
That ground me to a halt. Aaah. That was my heart in the morning. I want to be with my Father. I wanted my son to know he was welcome but the truth was at that moment he was interrupting. And he wasn't really welcome. Sometimes I don't respond too well. I redirect with my own desire for quiet at heart but those words cut deep and I realized that this interruption needed help!
I needed help. Help to see this as a hiatus in my day. As a sweet time. A respite. A redirection towards a little person who I love and cherish and desire to see grow. It was abotu sacrifice at the core but not the kind that meant maryterdom but rather joyful giving.
So as I am writing...
"Mommy pleez pay a game."
So with that I am going to take a hiatus. Blessings to you all. Remember Interruptions are Opportunities for revealing God's Great Work in our lives.
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