I have to admit that patience is not a quality that comes easily for me. I am an instant gratification, please let my day go according to plan kind of gal. As my mama says, my apple cart gets upset pretty easily. When I was pregnant with Maggie, some time during my first few months of hormone-induced madness, I cried and cried and told Scott that I hoped our baby would be like him- patient and optimistic. Those are 2 characteristics that I admire deeply about him. Maggie is one, but not the other. Go figure!
So, when one of my children get sick, I don’t do well. My apples scatter everywhere, and I don’t know which one to scoop up first! I have learned that if you pray for patience, you better be ready for God’s answer on how to attain it. See, He is a soverign and awesome God. He is in the prayer answering business, but He wants us to use our free will for His purpose. We must CHOOSE to be more like Him, even in the patience department. He knows me so intimately well, that when my children get sick, he is waiting for me to choose his peace, and when I do that, his grace comes in waves of patience. I can feel Him within me, working.
BUT, today, instead of searching for Him, I allowed my poor, sick Sam to leave me rendered helpless. He is running a fever; I had a sleepless night of stuffy noses, coughs, humidifiers, and nose suctioning. I got up this morning frazzled, and my day had not even really begun. I didn’t call on God. I just muddled through a disastrous kitchen, and rocked and rocked and sang and cried that my child was sick AGAIN! I didn’t ask God for His provisions of patience or perseverance. I just went about my dark day without a source of light. Why on earth would I do that!
Maggie had a dentist appointment today, and I was concerned about the doctor pulling 2 baby teeth that refuse to budge. She was nervous, and I remembered just enough to ask the ladies at church to say a little prayer for her. It dawned on me that I hadn’t even prayed for her, yet! I hadn’t prayed for Samuel. I hadn’t prayed for Scott, and I hadn’t prayed for my own sorry self! So, I stopped and did just that. I prayed for patience and guidance and for my family to feel better.
I felt immediate relief.
So, my point is- DON’T WAIT! Don’t wait until things feel so rotten that you just can’t take one more step or cook one more meal or wipe one more snot nose. Find HIM in the morning. He will be right there waiting to take your burdens.
Is Samuel well- heck no. He is miserable. Am I tired? Exhausted!! Am I better equipped to help him- absolutely. God gave me an awesome husband to lean on when I am overwhelmed.
Just my thoughts from today.
Maggie getting ready for braces!
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