So, Sunday morning is the most stressful time of the week. Brandn is on the praise and worship team so he has to be at church butt-crack early. This leaves me getting 2 girls ready by myself. By the time I’m running out the door, 5 minutes late, both my daughters are in tears and I’m pulling my hair out. The reason the oldest daughter is crying is because I have been yelling at her for the last 30 minutes to hurry up. To say she moves at the speed of molasses is NO exaggeration. (I remember the first time she skinned her knees, I was so excited because that meant she actually moved fast enough to skin her knees.) The baby is usually crying because it’s time for another feeding but I have to let her scream it out because I have to get dressed, I don’t think people would appreciate me strolling in with my holy pjs on.
This last week was an anomaly. We made it out the door with no yelling or tears. I was feeling pretty good about my self and we all gave high fives as we walked out the door. My goal every week is to hit Starbucks on the way to church but we never have time, so this week, we went! We ordered our drinks and as I was taking my first sip, I heard “oh no, it was an accident!” from the back seat. I knew what happened, I didn’t even have to turn around. My oldest was bawling. Me: “Seriously Danica?!?”…..D: “It was an accident!”….Me: “How is it you don’t know how to drink a Starbucks drink without spilling it? These are like sippy cups for adults!!”…..D: “I don’t know momma, I’m sorry.”…..Me: “We got drinks to celebrate the fact that we made it out the door with no yelling and no tears; and look at us!! I’m yelling and you’re crying”…..D: “Can we go in through the gym so no one will see my dress?”…..Me: “No! You made the mess, you deal with it!”
Stop. Right. There.
Aren’t you glad God doesn’t have that attitude? I have royally messed things up and I have never been abandoned to fix it myself. God isn’t just hanging around waiting for us to fail so he can smite us. No. God is love. Lets look at he Israelites shall we? It’s been a while since I went OT.
“The Israelites had traveled in the wilderness for forty years until all the men who were old enough to fight in battle when they left Egypt had died. For they had disobeyed the LORD, and the LORD vowed he would not let them enter the land he had sworn to give us–a land flowing with milk and honey.” Joshua 5:6.
To make a very long story short. The Israelites were slaves for 400 years. Moses quotes Charlton Heston saying “let my people go.” A bunch of stuff happens and they are set free. God shows them the promise land and quotes Brad Pitt saying “take it, it’s yours.” The men got scared and didn’t trust god would help them conquer the land. They were disobedient and as a punishment, they wandered the land lost for 40 years (until all the scardy-cats died) but they were never alone.
When they were hungry and thirsty, they cried out to the Lord and he gave them mana, quail and water. He led them by a cloud of smoke by day and a fire by night. The cloud provided shade from the desert sun and the fire provided light and warmth at night. Their clothes and shoes never wore out, thats a miracle in itself right there.
So you messed things up. Find peace and comfort in the fact that You. Are. Not. Alone.
Thanks for allowing me to share my world with you…welcome to my brain.