This morning I actually got irritated at the twins for growing. I was unprepared for this Texas cold snap since I never watch the news, so we're just now realizing that none of their jacket sleeves are long enough. And when they showed me, I rolled my eyes and clenched my teeth a little.
So a few minutes later we all scrambled to the car in hopes that we had everything we needed, but I was still in a tizzy because we were late. As I drove through a school zone, a crossing guard waved at me (as she does every single day) and it irritated me that anyone would be so happy that early in the morning.
Then we got out of the car and Twin B realized he'd forgotten his P.E. clothes for the third day in a row. He's already lost so many points for not dressing out that his coach says he's in danger of failing (yes, P.E.), so I told him I guessed he'd just have to repeat sixth grade since he can't remember to bring his clothes. He got a little frantic until Twin A offered him her clothes since she had health instead of P.E. today and didn't need to wear them. He gladly agreed to borrow her feminine athletic apparel, dried up girl sweat and all.
I was impressed at how sweet she was being to her brother, and it tugged at my heartstrings a little (since after all, I'm the mom who's too scattered to make sure her ADD child remembers to bring everything he needs for school). And suddenly I felt really bad about my terrible mood.
I guess I'm not a morning person after all. How is it that I can step right out of the presence of the Lord and into a bad attitude with the closing of my Bible? So many daily struggles go right back to that old battle of flesh vs. Spirit. As I spend time in the Word each morning, I think I'll make my prayer to soak up more Jesus so I'll spread less morning ick.
Through the Lord’s mercies we are not consumed, because His compassions fail not.They are new every morning; great is Your faithfulness. Lamentations 3:22-23
4 comments:
I have this struggle, too! I am SO not a morning person. I aim to be that sweet wife who gets up before her husband and can actually interact with him in complete sentences before he heads off to work at 6, but I'll admit that I'm not always good at it. And since a lot of my mornings involve checking in on elderly relatives, I try really hard to be a cheery early bird but sometimes quasi-alert is as far as I can take it. God keeps working on me, though.
It's hard enough for me just being civil in the mornings, let alone cheery. But He gives us the strength to do what we have to do, as I know you are well aware. Blessings:)
You and I must be twins separated at birth! Almost every one of your battles is also MY battle! This one, especially. I'm trying to be better, though!
Girl, then you know how hard it is!!
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