Have you ever had a day like this? Overslept. Didn’t accomplish what I wanted. Things in the house broke. My phone kept sticking and not letting me type. ARGH! Drivers on the rainy roads drove crazy (that may have been because of my grumpy mood). I basically flailed on the edge of losing it all day long.
And…worse stuff. Emotional hard stuff. I messed up–by forgetting something important that will affect my son for a long time. I got angry. I wept the tears of shame and failure.
But then, after darkness, came love. And even in the midst of darkness, love circled.
That’s what love like there’s no tomorrow is all about. Even in middle of this poopy day, somehow, by God’s grace, I was able to remember…to love. Just keep loving. I’m here. I’m breathing. I can love my kids, my husband, yes, even my weak and broken self. There may not be a tomorrow. Today is the day to love.
The only way I could do that was to remember my Savior’s love for me. When thoughts like, I’m a terrible mom and I’m worthless barraged my mind, truth overcame those lies, “No. I am NOT worthless. Jesus paid a high price for me.” Somehow love won. The kids and I enjoyed yummy Chinese food together. My son and I ended up talking about real stuff, and now I’m resting, embraced by Jesus. Maybe this day was not so poopy after all.
Remember He loves you like there’s no tomorrow.
Ocieanna
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I love how God redeems our ugly moments and brings us good ones that overshadow the ugly. After work today I was feeling pretty grumpy and I felt like I took it out on my kids. We went out looking for snowboots because there’s a big storm coming in after four stores looking, I was starting to feel like I was going to lose it. Then my kids asked me to lay on the floor in their room and talk to them. We had the best conversation and my eight-year-old asked if he could say the prayer. I felt so undeserving of such a precious and sweet moment. Isn’t that just like God? Your book sounds wonderful – I will definitely be checking it out.
Yes, that beautiful moment you had with your kids is exactly what I’m talking about. He loves us so much, even in our most ugly moments. God bless you, Liz!