My kids love to help out. Sometimes, they even step in when it comes to telling each other they have a time-out, or other helpful instructions. My response is always the same: How about if I be the Mommy for today? I promise, I’ll do my best – but thank you for trying to help me.
Today’s reading got me thinking about how things would run around here if I let one of my kids be Mommy for the day. Wow. It’s really hard to fathom… Why? Because they aren’t old enough, mature enough, or have an adult’s perspective, not to mention the height of an adult, which comes in handy for getting down the cereal boxes.
One key difference here is that if I do my job well, my kids will someday grow into the mature adults we hope for, and will be every big as good a parent as I am, and hopefully better. I, on the other hand, will never grow up and be God. That doesn’t stop me from being bossy sometimes, though…
I’m going to hang on to that picture when I’m struggling with letting God be in charge of me. He’s patiently telling me: How about if I be God for today? I promise – I’ll do My best…
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