On Thursdays, I go into the office to work. I always have such mixed feelings. I hate saying good-bye to the kids in the morning but when I'm in the office, I love being there. I really do have a fabulous job and am so grateful that God completely gave me my heart's desire.
When I came home today, the kids were wired and did not want to sleep, especially Isaiah. Mike usually puts him to bed and Isaiah often tries to cling to me in attempt to get out of bedtime. Tonight, I didn't want to give him back. I was loving his giggles, his kisses, his 'I lub you Mommy'. So Mike said it was my job to put him to bed so I did. I carried him up, raced him to his bed, jumped in and laid down with him. We talked, we prayed, we snuggled. It was sweet.
I was a bit cranky coming home because I'm still not feeling well and well when I got home, E was a disaster and wouldn't let me put her down but I reminded myself that this too will pass (darn teeth) and I would savor the snuggles and cries for only mama.
I'm trying very hard to be more patient, more gracious, more merciful with my children... to show/teach them what God is like and hopefully to instill those qualities in them as well. It's easier for the younger two... they haven't become to independent and opinionated yet. It's harder for me with Izzy but I'm desperately trying to "Train your child in the way she should go, and when she is old, she will not turn from it." Proverbs 22:6 I'm trying to be more gentle when discipling her, trying to explain how she should act/repsond rather than just telling her what she is doing is wrong. We had a nice chat this evening about greeting people with a 'royal smile' and making them feel special.
It's scary to know I have so much influence on someone.... please God use me to draw her closer to You, not the opposite!
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