I knelt and prayed before Mother today, prayed for Her help, Her intercession. To pray to the Father for forgiveness for blundering around my children last night. Oh Lord, if I heard a teacher getting so angry with their class, I would tut-tut.
On the kneeler's arm-rest is a little picture, again of Jesus washing Peter's feet, and this time Peter has his hands held up in protest, caught in the moment of "You should not be washing my feet!"
And Mother smiled. I looked again. My son throws his hands up when I ask for obedience, simple service around the house, "not now", and blatent, "why?", or even "no!", or "the problem is...".
I am serving him by asking for jobs and looking after uniform, and so on...
The rage doesn't work though, does it Mother?
I look again to Jesus. Did he get angry at Peter's response? Did He throw His hands up in anger and despair? Did he echo Peter's loud protest? Did He shut down in resentment?
No, He sank deeper in His Father's Love and served truthfully. Be still and know that I am God.
I am with you always. Continue in My work shaping your children. What you ask for is true, but your methods lack finesse.
So, we arrived home,
and again the protests about clearing gear from the car, changing into playclothes, homework...
Remember Me, before protesting Peter. I could even smile, and stay small...
I nearly threw my hands up myself to withdraw all service, but...
"I send the rain and shine on the undeserving too..."
O Lord!
So dinner was continued, the washing was continued
quiet firmness maintained...
and the children quietened, returned refreshed and apologetic...
Thank you Lord!
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