As I was sitting here working with Lizzie on her AWANAs stuff, she asked me to spell the word “message.” When I spelled it out loud for her, something caught my attention. There is “mess” in the word message.
So I immediately thought of this: While we wait for a message from the Lord, there can be a lot of mess. Right now in my own life-there is a lot of mess, usually in the form of a few 4-year olds, and there may or may not be a Pull-up diaper involved. Nice. God never promised me this road I am traveling would be an easy one-and I do know that, but sometimes we don’t expect the road to be so muddy and messy.
So right now, here in the muck and the mire, there are lessons to be learned. I already spilled the beans about my pridefulness, but there are other things the Lord has been kindly showing me these past three weeks. The recent events in my family have motivated me to be an even better parent than I was before. My children deserve the best mom-spiritually, mentally, emotionally, and physically (let’s not go there right now!).
As parents, we know that it takes a lot of patience to discipline children in a loving and effective manner. Boy has my patience been tried lately. I have been driven to tears by a 4 year old who did not want to sit in his car seat. It should not take 15 minutes to buckle a child into their seat-but these are unusual circumstances. Messy circumstances. The Lord is growing my patience daily. Sometimes hourly 🙂
God works in the mess. The situation we are currently dealing with involves a lot of people and will have far-reaching effects. There is no telling how or what God will use to bring glory to himself in this. But I know through a broken vessel, his light will shine brightest. My eyes have been opened and my prayer is now that God will use me in the mess.
After all, there is a “me” in mess too.