I was recently surprised when I found an answer in a question book. The words did not lead to a homeschool lesson for the kids, but an earth school lesson for me.
A while ago Columbo had brought me his question book to show me a new entry. He had written “Why do moms get so mad?” I stifled a chuckle as I knew he was reflecting on an earlier scolding from that day because of some naughty behavior. I suggested that he think about it for a while, and even pray about it, and that we’d talk later.
Although I had forgotten about the question, Columbo had not. Looking through his book recently I was surprised to find that he had recorded an answer. After “Why do moms get so mad?” he had written “Because kids don’t obey.” Initially I smiled with amusement, but that faded with a prick of conviction. I had read just that morning “My dear brothers, take note of this: Everyone should be quick to listen, slow to speak, and slow to become angry, for man’s anger does not bring about the righteous life that God desires.” James 1:19
Although I know God’s timing is perfect, I really dislike those “ouch” moments. Of course I handled the situation like any sinner saved by grace, I ignored it and got on facebook. I liked a status or two, and laughed at some funny pictures. Then I clicked on a God tube post to watch those funny Skit Guys. Have you seen them? They are great. Wonderful Godly lessons that always make me laugh. God’s chisel did in fact make me laugh, but also made me think. It made me think about the sin in my life.
I don’t like thinking about my sin. I like to think I’m an amazingly wonderful person that loves everyone and is a complete refection of Christ. I like to judge myself by my intentions, and I have really great intentions. I believe others judge me by my actions, and I can act really well when I think about it. I know God judges my heart. Only He can truly see what is in my heart.
Not liking to consider my sin, I quickly busied myself with dinner preparations. No sooner was my apron on and pots on the stove then Little Bear ran into the kitchen putting on a colorful kid sized apron, while beaming with excitement and announcing she would help. I couldn’t help but to smile at her enthusiasm and enjoy my little imitator.
Considering my own childhood I am amused at how I imitated my mother. I was a mama’s girl and I wanted to do things like my mom. Although she was a good and loving mother, she had a temper to go with her red hair.
At my next quiet time I found myself seriously pondering Columbo’s question and answer. I know, that like most every other mother, I can at times be impatient and get upset. I know I raise my voice too often when my children aren’t listening. I also know, that like most every other mother, I deeply love my children. I desire to see them grow and live according to Gods will for their lives. I take seriously my role in teaching and training them.
While considering my effort to be a mother that is always gentle in spirit, slow to anger and quick to listen, I was struck with my failure. Then I read “Be imitators of God, therefore, as dearly loved children and live a life of love, just as Christ loved us and gave himself up for us as a fragrant offering and sacrifice to God.” Ephesians 5:1-2.
I pray. I repent. I surrender. I allow God to chisel. I offer up fragrant offerings of prayer knowing that apart from Him I can do nothing. I pray He will be my patience. I pray He will be my gentle spirit.
Now I go to prepare a new homeschool lesson. Why moms get so mad and why kids don’t obey is that we are all sinners. Old or young, we all have sinned and fall short of the glory of God.