This morning, one of my children was putting on shoes and socks, being distracted and slow, in spite of my encouragement and admonition to keep on task. I became irritated, and finally pulled her to me to do the job myself, muttering angrily. I immediately realized I wasn’t impatient, righteously indignant, or merely irritated. I was angry, and I needed to ask a little girl’s forgiveness. As I did so, my other child asked, Mommy, why are you sad?
What should one say? I opted for the truth: I wasn’t just sad, dear. I was angry, and that did not glorify God. Mommy just asked Sister’s forgiveness, and we made it right.
It never ceases to amaze me how God is using my children to change me. I pray that, as I submit to the Holy Spirit’s working in my life, they will grow to understand what forgiveness is, that they need it, and that God is the source of
repentance and forgiveness. Just another day in the spiritual workout called motherhood. 🙂