Yesterday, like any other day, was filled with challenges. I'm not sure why I thought it would be different. I guess I assumed that since it was valentine's day my family would be full of love, kindness and a self-less spirit. I had high hopes of the perfect meals, fun parties and lots of hugs and snuggles. We experienced some of that fun but other "junk" crept in.
We did, however, start our day discussing God's love for us. We have been reading through the book of John each morning before school. Yesterday we talked about Jesus' all-encompassing love. And how God loves each of us so much that he sent his only son to die so that we might live forever (John 3:16). It is a privilege for us, as Christians, to share God's love with everyone around us.
I wish I could say that those words stuck with us throughout the day. We struggled through the afternoon. Apparently 7, 8 and 9 year olds have difficulty with the practical side of love (oh, and 30 somethings too). There was bickering, arguing and whining. I stayed calm until dinner. Right before my perfectly planned, delicious, kid favorite meal- I broke. Thankfully not in a "screaming mom" way but more in a "I am at the breaking point and you better stop this instant" calm way. The love was harder to find. I was unhappy with them, unhappy with Dale (for not being home) and unhappy with myself. After we all ate and the kids cleaned up we relaxed and I put them to bed. Not kidding. Bed for them, relaxing and tv for me.
It may not have been a perfect day with perfect attitudes however, God is not looking for perfect. He is looking for me, just as I am. His love covers the rest.
