Sometimes parenting preschoolers can really make you understand what we put God through. Complete and overwhelming love and devotion coexisting with head-slapping frustration at our inability to follow even the simple rules. Rules made out of love, out of desire to keep us whole-hearted and safe. Of course, God is infinitely patient and doesn’t sin as he watches me break the same rules over and over. But I can get so frustrated when I have to say “don’t eat on the couch” over and over, but still find crumbs under the cushions. A pile of cheerios and goldfish can turn me into what looks like a red-faced anger monster to my little ones. I am in awe of our God who is so infinity patient with me, queen of sinners. I’ve thought a lot about this today, and am really trying to remind myself to take a deep breath the next time I feel a tantrum coming on (mine, not theirs) and drink in the love and patience of the Lord and pour that out over my little ones. Why would I ever be so quick to pour forth wrath, when my God is so merciful to me? Oh Lord, guard my countenance that it might reflect the love inside and not the frustration. Give me your wisdom as I help these little ones learn your law and your ways…..
Today we are putting out a tray of rocks and some paint markers as well. I love paint markers for little ones. Even though they are not washable, they are not too messy because they allow children to put the paint right where they want it. Rosie surprised me with the paint markers and rocks this morning. I set out our supplies in an open-ended manner. I gave her no instructions about what to do. I fully expected that she would make covered in rainbows and faces and flowers, her favorite things, but she studied the pages of our devotional book carefully. She took her little rock in her hand and copied the Roman numbers on the tablets one by one. She smiled up at me and proudly held them up.
Oh Lord, my prayer is that those little hands would always hold up your law and praise your name.