Therefore, as God’s chosen people, holy and dearly loved, clothe yourselves with compassion, kindness, humility, gentleness and patience. Bear with each other and forgive one another if any of you has a grievance against someone. Forgive as the Lord forgave you. And over all these virtues put on love, which binds them all together in perfect unity (Colossians 3:12-14, NIV).
This morning was rough. One of my girls was sick and needed to stay home from school. My youngest got jealous of that real fast and began to ask if she could stay home too. When I said no, she started to cry and again pleaded with me to let her stay home. When I again said no, the crying turned into a breakdown that continued all the way to Anna’s school. As we were driving to school, my daughter Anna asked me to make Rachel stop crying. “No,” I said, “she just needs to get it all out.” It wasn’t easy keeping quiet about it. It was hard to ignore.
So other than garnering the sympathy and compassion of all the parents who read my blog (thank you by the way), what is the point? The point is that while I was listening to Rachel cry and wail and beg me to keep her home, I remembered that God often finds Himself in the same position with us doesn’t He? When we don’t like what He is doing or where He is taking us or the work He has for us to do, sometimes we cry and wail and beg Him to change His mind and give us what we want. Thankfully, God (being the Good Father) does not always give us what we want. And just as thankfully, God is gracious with us and does not get angry and lose His temper with us when we do, but treats us with patience, grace, and gentleness. As that is how He loves me, that is how I needed to respond with Rachel.
After Anna got dropped off at her school, I had about 20 minutes before Rachel could be dropped off, so I went to a nearby Dunkin Donuts and got a coffee for me and a small strawberry coolatta for her. After a few minutes of encouragement and a few slips of her coolatta, she calmed down. When we got to her school she had stopped crying and after exchanging “I love you’s” she willingly got out. When I picked her up at the end of the day, she was happy to see me, and started telling me about her great day with all of her BFF’s.
As hard as the morning was, it provided a great opportunity for me to see God’s love for me when I am cranky, and to mirror that same love back to Rachel. And for that I am thankful.