I was on a rampage. I suddenly understood what it meant to be “at the end of your rope” and I didn’t like hanging there.
“I am so sick and tired of not having control over any aspect of my life,” I grumbled as I gathered my clothes. “Oh sure, I had a plan for today,” I continued sarcastically, “but, as always, my plan gets kicked to the curb to make room for somebody else’s.” I stormed past my dazed husband and headed for the shower, almost plowing my 6 year old son over in the process.
“What’s the matter, Mommy?” Josh wondered as I elbowed past him.
“Just get dressed and ready for school, Josh,” I said, not making much effort to hide my annoyance. “It looks like I’ll be taking you and your project to school.”
“I thought Daddy was taking me.”
“That was the plan, Josh.” My irritation was clearly visible. “But something important came up so now I’m taking you.” I lowered my voice and mumbled, “It’s not like I have anything important to do…”
I continued gathering my things and noticed Josh was not getting ready. “Josh, come on; let’s go! I have things to do too, you know! It’s not like…” I stopped abruptly when I noticed Josh’s eyes filled with tears.
“I’m sorry, Mommy,” he began as tears streamed down his cheeks. “If my project wasn’t so big I could take it on the bus so you wouldn’t have to take me to school.”
My heart melted as I looked into his pained little face. How could I have taken my frustration out on him?
“Oh, Josh…” I knelt down and pulled him into a hug. “I’m so sorry, Honey. Mommy was wrong to have such a bad attitude. It’s not your fault.” I could feel my own tears welling up as I continued. “Sometimes I just get frustrated when I have no choice about what goes on in my day. I like to be organized and in control. Does that make sense?”
“I guess so.” His little brow furrowed. “But it’s kinda silly, Mommy.”
“Why is that?” I sniffed.
“’cause you told me God is in control. Remember you told me not to worry about going to my new class because God was in control of everything?” He looked thoughtful a moment and then added, “Or does He just do that for kids? Maybe you’re big enough now to be in control of stuff yourself.”
“No, Honey,” I said with a smile, “I’ll never be big enough. I should be letting God take care of my stuff too. I just forgot.” I brushed a lock of hair off his forehead as I stood up. “Thanks for reminding me.”
“It’s okay, Mommy.” He scurried off to get dressed. “I’d better hurry, huh?”
Suddenly it didn’t matter how long it took us to get ready. I felt like I wanted to bask in that moment as long as possible. God was still on His throne; He was still in control of my every situation; And He still used angels to deliver His messages. Sometimes those angels were cleverly disguised as little boys.
“This is the day the Lord has made; let us rejoice and be glad in it.” Psalm 118:24 (NIV)
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