I often pray for the Lord to find ways to use me so that I can be an example to others as a Christian wife, mother, sister, friend, boss, or employee. You name the role. If I am honest, I do not always have the ears to hear, eyes to see, heart to love, words to comfort, courage to do or the (blessed sweet patience won’t come fast enough) patience to listen.
When given the opportunity, I can be stubborn, stubborn as an old mule. But I do try. Every day I try a little harder to be a better Christian. I try to be more open and loving as an example to others.
This past Thursday, my two daughters were actually the examples I needed to see. They showed me that it’s not always big actions that are needed to do God’s work.
Here’s what happened.
Lizzy (age 6, Kindergarten) had a terrible day at school, just terrible!
She tends to be a bit sassy, but she’s a leader in many ways. I love her feisty nature. She sometimes makes me smile and cry at the same time. I know with all my heart that she loves with her entire being.
When she got home from school, we talked about her day. She told me that she got in trouble for talking because she “just had so many important things to say!”
“Words to comfort.”
Oh, bless her.
Bug had a good day at school, which was a blessing. Her days are getting better, while they can be challenging for her teachers. However, the school day wasn’t over because we had homework that night. I am very fortunate to have Super doing the homework with her because I would almost rather do anything BUT help with homework. But this time, I had to do her homework with her.
Go ahead and pass judgment.
Yes, I hate homework almost as much as I hate kids’ birthday parties.
But that’s a different post. It’s all self-inflicted. And I don’t hate going, only giving them. Anyway, digress.
Back to homework . . .
Bug had finished half her math assignment of twenty problems. On number eleven I was about done and pretty cranky by then, when she looked up at me and said, “I want to ask you a question, but I don’t want to make you mad.”
Thinking it might be about something unrelated to homework and would offer an excuse to get out of it, I gave her the “mom look” and sighed a little too loudly.
“Yes,” I said. “What is your question?”
And I didn’t ask it in a very inviting way, but thank goodness Bug doesn’t read social cues very well at this age.
“Can I take an extra breakfast to school in the morning?” She asked.
I asked her why and she told me about a girl at school who told her she was hungry and Bug could see that she meant it.
“Eyes to see.”
Overwhelmed with emotion, I silently said,
“Lord, thank you for giving my child eyes to see.”
And then answered my little girl, “Yes of course, please take her breakfast.”
“Lord, please grant me the eyes to see and the heart to love, just like Bug’s.”