On days like today, I need perspective. I need to remember that even though my day had “rough” moments, it could have been worse, and truly, I am blessed beyond measure.
Chris didn’t really get a good nap in today. Every time he’d fall asleep, David would go into the room for something (even though he’d been told not to do so) or Chris would have a bowel movement and need to be changed. So needless to say, he wasn’t his normal happy self tonight.
When we got to church tonight for prayer meeting, there was no one in the nursery, so I took all three kids into Bible study with me.
- Jenny normally comes with me (because she’s too old for the nursery), so she was prepared with some quiet activities to work on.
- David was content to play on my phone.
- Chris was tired and was content to sit on my lap (mostly) quietly.
Until they weren’t. About 10 minutes into the Bible study time, Chris started getting fussy and wanted to get down and crawl (out of the room). After several attempts to keep him quiet (during which Jenny became a distraction because she wanted to go out and play with him), I took him for a walk and discovered the nursery was open, so I left him in the nursery (much to his dismay).
About 15 minutes later, David started getting restless, and one of the girls helping in the nursery came to get me because Chris wouldn’t calm down. So I went to the nursery to find Chris inconsolable, and David tagged along (uninvited).
I should have just gathered my belongings and left right then… but no. I wanted to be a part of the prayer time, so I tried to wrangle both boys back into the prayer meeting.
From there, things only progressed in a downward spiral, because of course that’s what they do…
- Chris started screaming for no reason
- David became decidedly disrespectful and disobedient
I missed out on the entire prayer time and most of the sharing of requests (not to mention most of the Bible study), and our entire presence at prayer meeting was basically a source of distraction to the others in attendance.
We really should have just stayed home tonight.
But you know what? It could have been worse.
Tonight we prayed for a little boy who has been fighting for his life since he was born not even two months ago. My boys are both healthy and thriving.
Tonight we prayed for a man whose son died this weekend – he died separated from all who loved him because of his addiction to alcohol and anger. My boys are alive and connected in love to one another.
Tonight we prayed for a family who lost a baby this week – born prematurely due to complications. I had the privilege of doing life with my boys today.
While we don’t need to minimize our struggles (because when we do, we minimize the Source of our strength to overcome them), it’s important to have a proper perspective.
When we dwell on the negative, we miss the positive.
Yes, I came home from prayer meeting a bit frustrated and embarrassed tonight. But when I take hold of Jesus, He shows me that all the struggles are just a part of molding me and my boys to be more like Him.
And that is the greatest blessing of all.