Did I actually hear myself ask my son out loud if he had lost his mind? Oh I hate to admit it but I think I most certainly did after finding ink pen scribbled across the new white bedroom lamp I picked up from Target. I do believe I also stared at both of my boys with a look of absolute lunacy when I picked up a dollar bill from the floor in their room and it smelt of poo. Oh yes people this stuff cannot be made up. I tried to get the story out of them and all I really heard was mumblings about Cooper not being able to hold it and Julian conveniently rolling his little ambulance by with a dollar on top waiting to show up for the apparent emergency his brother was about to excrete. It was at this moment that I left them in their bedroom and found my phone to google what the least caloric liquor is because of course it is Monday and we are starting again with the whole "let's see if we can only eat 1200 calories per day" torture. It was after doing this that I said to myself I need some time with Jesus if I have to lock myself in the bathroom that is what I will do.
So, I get my Bible and my current study and I just stare at it because on the front in huge capital letters is MERCY TRIUMPHS. It hits me like a ton of bricks and then cradles me as if I am a baby. I know the responsibility required of me and also what is showered down upon me each day. Now as my knees rest upon these cold white tiles I hear the upstairs go quiet for a while and I know that God is raining down some much needed mercy on this mama.
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