Her sweet green eyes squinted up at me while her messy hair wisped over her shoulders. “So, when is it going to start?” We had been outside with the second grade class of Room 20 for the last fifteen minutes. The kids had looked through special glasses, mastered the use of tilt paper, and peeked through holes in shoe boxes. “It’s been happening,” I replied. “Remember when it got kind of darker a few minutes ago? The moon has been passing in front of the…Continue Reading “That’s it?”
Something happened. I was hanging out with my group of friends. Our littles were watched by a baby-sitter in one room. Our 6-year-olds were in another room playing together. And then something happened.
The moms started hearing bits and pieces. This boy said one thing. That girl said another thing. We started asking questions, wanting to know what really happened. Was it my son that needs to apologize? What were they playing? Why did it happen?
My son told me his part of the story, but he did it begrudgingly—not wanting to talk about it. Was it because he was a little embarrassed? Was it because he did something he shouldn’t have? Was it because it wasn’t that big of a deal to him?
All kinds of questions ran through my head. I wanted to know what happened. I wanted to know why he didn’t want to talk much about it. I wanted to know what was going on in his head. I wanted to know how best to respond to the situation. I wanted to know now.
Ironic how I had just been studying patience earlier that day, but now patience was the last thing on my mind. As my brain wrestled with the onslaught of questions, I felt God saying, “Wasn’t I just teaching you about patience? Remember the verse?”
“Whoever is patient has great understanding, but one who is quick-tempered displays folly.” Proverbs 14:29
Susan Merrill, from The Passionate Mom, describes patience as “the ability to suppress restlessness or annoyance when confronted with delay.” Was my knee-jerk reaction showing restlessness? yes. Annoyance? perhaps. Was my son in immediate danger? no. Could I pray about this for a while and wait for the proper time for the truth to surface? yes.
So I am praying that the Lord would give me patience. And I will pray for patience and peace for my friends as they walk through the same scenario with their children.
I know that the Lord will give great understanding in his good time, and that is enough to extinguish the fires of restlessness and annoyance within me [for now].
It vibrated the walls and surprised me. A big, loud thunder—the kind that rolls through the clouds and through the air and through the beams of all the homes and through the lungs and hearts of everyone around. It really surprised me. I didn’t think it was supposed to rain today. And I live in California. Rain typically means a light shower, and rarely does it ever mean lightening or thunder. Rare, as in, maybe once every couple of years. I love thunder storms. I…Continue Reading “Thunder”
I manage to get three boys, one carseat, two large canvas bags of groceries, one over-stuffed diaper bag, one plastic bag of wet pants, my phone, my wallet, and our snacks from the morning into the house. It’s 1:25 in the afternoon and I’m ready for some lunch and a little down time. I’m unloading groceries with the baby on my hip because he has a fever, while warming up an oh-so-healthy lunch of taquitos for the older two. A cup of milk for this…Continue Reading “Neighbors”