As my daughter embraced the new adventure of
Kindergarten, she loved wearing new clothes, meeting new friends, playing at a
never seen before playground, packing lunch and finally getting to do what her
big brother has done for the past four years.
Sleep appeared quite difficult for this excited young girl. Nightly, she tossed and turned unable to
adjust to the new bed time and all the fun of the day still dancing in her
head. I should have seen it coming. Lack of sleep, not feeling 100% and busy days
= sensitive girl.
One morning, it happened. Second week into school and this girl had
enough. The newness wore off. It no longer felt fun getting up at the crack
of dawn, leaving the house (and baby dolls) for 7 hours and facing the unknown
of each day. She threw in the towel and
demanded to stay home with me. Tears
flowed rapidly down her little cheeks.
We continued running (literally) around the house (typical school
morning), scrambling to get every task done in 40 minutes. Breakfast served, clothes on, shoes by the
door, hair fixed and yes, still tears flowed.
I let her know I could not enter the school and walk her to class. Besides, I don’t believe staff would
appreciate seeing my mismatched pajamas and disheveled hair.
The drive to school seemed quite long. It came time to pull out my mommy emergency
kit. I unlocked the kit with a plea and
a beg for anything to ease the anxiety my child felt. As I promised the world to one child, I
threatened the other. My son disagreed
with showing her the correct gym to enter.
After the second day, it is so not cool to walk your little sister to
the proper place. While one child cried,
the other huffed and puffed, growing in anger toward his momma. Promises flew out of M&Ms brought after
school, lunch date at school and whatever drink she would like after
school. Threats flew out concerning TV
time and Kindle time taken away. The
emergency kit seemed to be working quite nicely. My daughter began calming and against his will,
my son agreed to walk with his sister.
It was time to leave the van and face this day!
Once that little purple/pink backpack left sight the
flood gates opened for me. I sat a
cried, feeling helpless – a miserable mommy moment. I made it home and quickly realized it was time
to pull out another emergency kit. I
unlocked the kit with a cry out in prayer.
I needed comfort, peace and a big ole’ hug from God. Scripture filled my thoughts, conversation
continued between God and I and I felt His touch covering the situation. He sent angels that day to watch over my
little girl. Being privileged to have an
insider in the school system, I received update at lunch that my daughter found
a friend and both were laughing in conversation. Two particular angels in the form of teachers
guided my daughter in the morning, comforted and wiped her tears. God also sent His angels to watch over me
that day. I cleaned, kept in
conversation with Him, called my mom (conversation with her makes everything
better) and continued to use all items provided in my emergency kit.
Do you have an emergency kit ready? Have you replenished the supplies and kept
them current? Emergency kits need to be
carried with you at all times; for, you never know when one might come in
handy. God provides various items
throughout the Bible to fill our kits and the only key needed to open it –
prayer!
Items provided:
Him - “If you love me, keep
my commands. And I will ask the
Father, and he will give you another advocate to help you and be with you forever— the Spirit of truth. The world cannot accept him, because it neither sees him nor knows
him. But you know him, for he lives with you and will be in you.”
(John 14:15-17)
Comfort - “Praise be to the God
and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the
Father of compassion and the God of all comfort,”
(2 Corinthians 1:3)
Peace - “And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds
in Christ Jesus.”
(Philippians 4:6-8)
Many more items exist to fill your kit. Make it your own and be ready to use it every
day. At the end of the day, as I
prepared to lie down, I glanced at the clock – 8:28 ! God works all things out for the good of
those who love Him! Yes He does. My day filled with much emotion, but I grew
closer to God that day and I know my daughter did as well. Thank You God for all You did that day for my
family. I love You!
Keep praying harder than the devil can work.
Sheree Craig
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