Thoughts for Joshua
Patience is a gift of God. My patience as a Mother is supported by the hand of God from day to day. Every day I pray for grace. Some days that support is removed like this morning so that I can learn to ask for help and invite you into my heart.
This morning you asked what happened. I told you what Teren did. Then you left. I needed you to stay. I needed you to listen. What I am telling you now I need you to remember for next time this happens.
When I get stuck in this pit, I need you. Asking for that help is one of the hardest things in the world for me to do. I feel abandoned when you leave me to suffer alone. Yet, having not asked for help, I can understand it.
What you see happening on the outside is a world apart from what is happening to me on the inside. I need you to either be with me to listen, or to take care of the children so I can work it out with the Spirit. When I am forced to try to take care of the children while feeling this pain, my capacity to love them is nil and on the verge of snapping. I survive only and do not really provide them what they need because I do not have the capacity to love them in my pain.
When I got angry this morning it was because of an injustice that was done to me. I did not suffer myself to be meek. Teren flippantly hit me in the eyes with her shirt, then she hit me because I was saying something she didn’t like. I feel the sense of injustice because as her Mother it’s my job to help her learn the truth. I have to help her learn what is acceptable behavior as a disciple of Christ, and what is not. So when she hits me exerting force on me, I feel I have to correct that. So I get angry and feel like I want to hurt her because I do not have control over my own emotions. Thereby showing her a bad example of a disciple of Christ, and that makes me angry at myself. Thus I get thrown in the pit and can’t figure a way out.
What is to be done? I’m sure there are un-truths in my thinking but I cannot see them. All I can do is throw myself at the mercy of the court of Heaven recognizing that in my hypocrisy I am totally undeserving of such help. Yet I know there is no other source that can rescue me from this pit.
There comes a ray of hope that in time it will all turn out alright. Teren’s ill-tempered behavior will self-correct over time if I am meek and show a good example. I have to return good for evil and turn to the Lord in my pain, for no one but the Lord God of Israel has the power to deliver me.