Start Your Day With a Whisper

Okay. . .the day begins with two hours prep work before a six and ten year old can intervene.  Grocery list completed, menu planned for the week, quiet time enjoyed, laundry started, lunch packed and breakfast laid out.  All is well following the itinerary for the day.  An A+ earned so far.  Oh wait, it is not even 7:00AM yet.  Continuing on schedule, I wake the kids and follow the mental list of how the day should pan out.  Well, the two angels I live with have different ideas on how to accomplish the morning routine.  The glowing numbers on our television box mean nothing to my children.  Even though clothes lay in sight, breakfast is served and shoes are by the door; we still rarely make it out the door so as to reach our destination on time. 

Finally in the van, after running around the home continually spouting off demands, begging two kids to move it and threatening to take away pleasures should they not get going; we start to leave the driveway.  Oh yeah, shut the garage door!  Come to find out, the opener/closer has something against getting places on time as well and decides when it wants to work properly.  So, I must get out and go manually shut it, walk through the house and lock the front door again.  Seems pointless to have that lovely remote, doesn’t it? 

Okay. . .at our destination for drop off and my daughter decides to enter a phase of separation anxiety.  Clinging to my leg, screaming that she is going to work with me and I am not allowed to leave her.  Oh how I wish I could grab her up in my arms and take her back home and hang out all day.  But, reality is bills don’t get paid without punching a time clock!  At six, a little girl cannot understand the concept.  To her, mommy is leaving for no good reason.  After ten minutes (seemed like 2 hours) of bribing, coaxing and reasoning she was not convinced.  She went kicking and screaming in the arms of a family member as I left the driveway.  Tears fell and the A+ received before plummeted to an F!

Imperfect, worthless, insensitive, failure. . .

Words Satan whispers as I travel to a place for nine hours away from my children.  Away from the most important role I play.  Every moment prior to the tears falling provided evidence of how I fail to fulfill the mother role.  Satan used each piece of evidence to tear me down in hopes to prevent any good to develop throughout my day.  Thankfully, my confidence does not come from the lies whispered from our enemy.  Thankfully, I know that emotions reflect worldly pleasures/displeasures.  Thankfully, we have a Lord and Savior Who came, dwelt among us and won the battle.  Satan is already defeated.  The moment he tries to show up in our lives, we must quickly remind him to get behind us.  We have a God that will take over every moment and work it out for good!

The children found it difficult to listen this morning, MY itinerary was ignored, time stood against me and my daughter struggled at drop off.  None of this means the day is ruined.  I know God holds mighty plans for each of us.  Let’s look at this day through His eyes. . .

“My sweet child, I enjoyed our quiet time this morning and I appreciate all the planning for the day.  But, dear sweet daughter, I have the day planned already and every moment serves a purpose to the whole picture.  Your daughter is my child as well and I care for her more than you can imagine.  I am growing her in ways you cannot envision at this moment.  I am teaching your son, which is mine as well, responsibility that will build him up to become the great leader planned for his future.  Oh, and you, I am using you mightily to build these kids each and every day.  You may think the morning was a failure. . .I see it as a victory, because in the most difficult of times is when you call on Me the most and I can shine through.  It is then, that faith grows even greater.  Don’t you see, it all worked out for your good?  It does each and every time.  Trust Me!”

Maturing, priceless, compassionate, success. . .

Words whispered by my Savior which override any lies Satan tries to pierce through my heart.  My dear friends, God wants to whisper into your day as well.  Will you allow Him? 

Keep praying harder than the devil can work.

Sheree Craig