"Oh, Lord Jesus, I need your help. I'm feeling so tired, irritable, annoyed, and short-tempered. I can't do this right now. Please, help me. Forgive me for being short-tempered with my sweet daughter. She's just a baby and doesn't understand. Help me to slow down and relax. I need you, Jesus."
//This is the prayer I prayed last night as I was giving my daughter a bath. It seemed like the moment we walked in the door, that evening, I was telling her "NO". Everything I tried to do seemed to be interrupted by Charleigh's business. She didn't seem to "GET" what I was trying to do.
HOLD THE PHONE.... She's a baby/toddler. She's not supposed to "GET" that I'm emptying the dishwasher, cleaning the dishes, making dinner, or cleaning up the house... She's supposed to be busy and explore her house and learn from DOING!
Momma-Monster (my husband calls me Ashley-Monster when I'm tired or hungry but I changed it to Momma for the purpose of this post ;) ) needed to pray, quickly.
I find myself as a mother, trying to balance so many things, that sometimes I lose my self-control and Charleigh or my husband is the recipient of that outburst. OUCH! This is not how I want to act.
So, after I prayed, washed Charleigh's hair, and put on her jammies, we went out to the kitchen. I proceeded to get items out of the fridge for dinner, but Charleigh kept pulling the tupperware out of the cabinets. I started to tell her "NO" again, but heard a small voice say, "Sit down and play with her. Breath, relax, and sit. She's a baby and needs to play."
So, that's just what I did.
She sat in the cabinet and we played peek-a-boo with the door. She laughed, I laughed. She talked to me, I talked to her. I felt like a weight had been lifted off of my shoulders.
I believe God heard my cry for mercy. He heard my need and soothed my soul.
My husband came in soon after this in a sour mood and needed me to listen and allow him to vent, instead of me venting about my bad mood.
God knew I needed to get it together in order to serve my family. He grabbed my hand, squeezed it, and gave me a gentle nudge to keep going.
Oh Ashley, put your hope in the Lord, for with the Lord is unfailing love. Psalm 130: 7 (ashley's version)