About a month ago, my husband left for a school with the Army. I thought I’d have more time to dedicate to all sorts of projects, clutter purging, and of course spending more time here sharing pictures and stories on this blog. Silly me. One doesn’t just go from juggling with two hands down to one and have time for more.
Yesterday, I decided to break out of the norm and planned a “Donut Day” celebration with friends. My little house was overflowing with children, homemade donuts, the laughter of friends, and dirty dishes.
Oh it did my heart so good!
This morning my husband texted me a sweet note.
But like the morning of December 26th,
I was feeling a serious “let down” of spirits.
But my heart? It totally wasn’t feeling it. It was a cold rainy morning in my heart and I was Ebenezer Scrooge in my disposition as I refilled the coffee maker reservoir and scooped out some fresh grounds into the filter. As I stood there looking out my kitchen window at the mountains that were slowly turning orange with the morning dawn, I realized I needed to change my attitude. So I closed my eyes and prayed.
Father? Help me to embrace my ordinary day? Let me be patient and peaceful when conflict or frustration arises? Help me to find joy in the midst of inevitable crazy moments? Thank you for listening. And thank you for this beautiful sunrise. In Jesus name I pray. Amen.
The soft gurgling of my coffee machine told me there was at least a cup ready to be consumed. After filling my favorite mug and adding a splash of french vanilla creamer, I felt little girl arms encircle my leg. Her hair was in complete disarray, but her yawning smile was infectious and uplifting.
An hour or so later, I found myself in a test of wills over a worksheet involving nouns and adjectives. With as much drama as a my beautiful third grader could muster, over and over I listened the idea that worksheets were too hard, too long, too complicated, and quite frankly too much work for one solitary person to complete!
Each time I found myself amused and fighting a smile.
Each time he found new challenges to be utterly defeated by.
Each time I found peaceful ways to encourage his efforts.
Each time he slumped his shoulders forward, and returned to the table.
It was a battle of wills. Three worksheets long. A familiar battle that has been fought by many teachers and parents, in many places, throughout the history of teaching children language. Adjectives and Nouns man. The struggle is real.
But here’s the thing. When my frustrated and discouraged young boy finally finished his assignment? He had the biggest smile of accomplishment.
See buddy? That wasn’t so bad was it?
Nah, just a little frustrating – Can I play a computer game now?
Sure. You’ve got about 20 minutes until lunch will be ready.
And then, when I started to check his work, I found this.
And I think to myself. I am so thankful for answered prayers.
Are you feeling discouraged today? Are you feeling terribly frustrated by a child with a strong willed personality? Are you feeling like you are engaged in a battle with the monotony of phonics with a new reader?
I want you to know that you aren’t defeated. Your measure of victory isn’t in your child completing that worksheet. It isn’t in the perfect recitation of letter names and sounds. It isn’t in their ability to make the varsity sports team.
It’s in those little moments of kindness, encouragement, and love.
Grace is there friends. For you. For me. For our kids.
All we need to do is reach out and accept it.
“Each time he said, “My grace is all you need. My power works best in weakness.” So now I am glad to boast about my weaknesses, so that the power of Christ can work through me.” 2 Corinthians 12:9
How do you persevere through those tough teaching moments in your life?
What are your secrets for keeping a peaceful heart during stressful times?