Today was a day that I felt I just couldn't keep things up. I could't teach, clean, parent, wife, cook, smile, pretend to be pleasant... or really even get dressed... Or I could, but it was going to involve a lot of crying and even more yelling. I felt like everyone's dipper was in this shallow well and it was dry, dry, DRY!
So after some crying and some yelling.... I wrote out the days schedule, and the boys are just plodding through it almost entirely on their own today. Who knew?
Today was a reminder that I am not their education. I am not their salvation. I'm not my salvation, either. The Lord has His perfect plans for them, and certianly they involve me, but they aren't my plans and I can neither foil them nor further them outside of God's perfect will.
Isaiah 40:11 "He tends his flock like a shepherd: He gathers the lambs in his arms and carries them close to his heart; he gently leads those that have young."
Please, Lord, gently lead.
So after some crying and some yelling.... I wrote out the days schedule, and the boys are just plodding through it almost entirely on their own today. Who knew?
Today was a reminder that I am not their education. I am not their salvation. I'm not my salvation, either. The Lord has His perfect plans for them, and certianly they involve me, but they aren't my plans and I can neither foil them nor further them outside of God's perfect will.
Isaiah 40:11 "He tends his flock like a shepherd: He gathers the lambs in his arms and carries them close to his heart; he gently leads those that have young."
Please, Lord, gently lead.
