My two younger children lay snuggled next to me in bed–feverish, sniffling, coughing, and talking in their sleep all through the night while the sounds of my teenager’s favorite music drifted upstairs through the vent system. Boom! Boom! Boom! Hack! Hack! Hack! Sleep sometimes comes in spurts even when you’ve made it through the baby-stage. Sigh…
Usually patient, I have to admit I became a bit of a “grumpy pants” as the day wore on. Does anyone know why sick children have a sudden burst of energy mid-day while their mother sits slack-jawed on the sofa, eyes glazed over, coffee stains decorating her old college sweatshirt? At one point Heather put her hands on my face and said solemnly, “I want my other mommy back.” Her concern turned to confusion when I erupted in laughter. Gathering Heather close, I apologized and moved on in a much better frame of mind.
Can you relate, friend? Maybe YOU’RE the “grumpy pants” today. Maybe you’ve grown weary. Maybe you just need a reminder that God remains patient at all times–despite the up’s and down’s; regardless of fickle moods. We may not have all the answers, but we have a God who does.
Verse for Reflection
1 Timothy 1:16