Why is it that I can wake up every morning and know that I am the boss and my kids are not, yet by evening nearly every day I seriously doubt that I really am in control here?
Each day I get up and put for my very best effort to set the stage for success. I am cheerful, but firm. I try to balance love and snuggles with authority. By mid-day the kids are unmotivated to finish school work or chores, and I am doubting myself but trying to regroup. By bedtime I feel like I have lost everything I have worked for that day. The bedrooms, along with the rest of the house, are a disaster. The kids are tuning me out. I am losing my patience. I am tired and ready to rest, just when they need me most.
The bottom line is that I am missing the mark… every day. I am letting myself get in the way of Jesus shining through me. I don’t see everything through God’s eyes.
We all miss the mark. That is what sin means. Instead of beating myself up over it, I need to confess it to Jesus, accept his forgiveness, and then move on… even it it is many times a day.
I am thankful for His mercy. May I show the same mercy to my children instead of losing my temper with them.