As I sat this week in a puddle of tears on the laundry room floor, I’d forgotten about grace.
The week had been long.
My daughter’s unique needs had flared causing her to regress quite a bit.
My husband had been out-of-town the whole week.
We had several doctor appointments for the myriad of health complications caused by living with toxic mold exposure. (another blog post someday)
I hadn’t slept well or enough.
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And then, as we were running late for school and had only 5 minutes before we needed to get out the door, my middle son wanders through the kitchen STILL shirtless!
Apparently, he couldn’t find a uniform shirt. I scramble through the heap of clean but unfolded clothes. No shirt.
I dig through the dirty laundry. No shirt.
Friends, he has several uniform shirts, but none to be found. Likely in the dark recesses of his closet or some other unknown place they landed as he chucked them off with abandon. And obviously, they never made it to the laundry bin, much less the laundry room!
We look up at the oldest son. Yes, the sweet older son with the Godly character who not too long ago wrote a beautiful post right here on these pages! Yes, him.
He was wearing the middle son’s shirt! In case he was unaware of the chaos ensuing around the topic of brother’s shirt, we kindly point it out so he would quickly give it back to his brother and retrieve one of the many others from his own organized closet.
Sweet older son was not so sweet.
He decided that today was the day he would be, Ummm … let’s just say “difficult”.
He determined he had found it in his clean laundry bin, had promptly hung it up in his closet, picked it out the night before, and was now wearing it. He also determined he would not be changing it.
I don’t know … maybe he thought brother would go to school shirtless?
I really tried staying calm at that point until my sweet son’s 14-year-old eyes rolled.
That was it.
As in the ugly cry with all kinds of raised voices, too.
Recovery took a while so all three of my children were tardy to school.
No Mom-of-the-Year Awards that morning!
So, what is a Mama to do on those days when it all falls apart within the first hour of the day? Hold onto the guilt of a bad Mommin’ morning? Berate yourself for being the “worst Mom ever”? Or simply skip it altogether and forget it ever happened?
I don’t think any of those are good options and thankfully I had a beautiful community of precious women in my life who reminded me of that truth!So, what is a Mama to do on those days when it all falls apart within the first hour of the day? #grace #prayer #badmomminday Click To Tweet
So, today, can I be that reminder of hope for you?
When the moments are going downhill fast and the Mommin’ is getting rough, our best option is to simply stop mid-moment and collect our thoughts.
Step away. Turn our thoughts to Jesus and pray for Him to fill us with patience and wisdom.
I freaked because of the pressure of being late, but my freaking made us late anyway. At least if I would have stepped away and turned to Jesus, I may have still been late, but I’d have had a calming moment with Him which would have been much better for my health!
But what about when we blow it because we forgot to step away and turn to Him?
Sweet Mama friends, still turn to Him! No … run to Him and run to His grace!
His grace says, “I know it didn’t go well and you didn’t handle that in a stellar manner, but you know what? I’ve got your back and I am going to fill those gaps! Your kids will be fine and they are going to know me more as you humbly admit your need for Me.”
Then when we accept His grace, we are able to shed the guilt and look at the situation as a learning experience. In it, we will grow. We will grow closer to Jesus and stronger in our parenting skills.
Today, friends, I wrote a prayer for when you are struggling to receive God’s grace. I used 2 of my favorite Bible verses about grace (Hebrews 4:16 and 2 Corinthians 12:8-9) to give you something tangible as a #MomentsofHope takeaway today. I pray this prayer ushers in a new season of receiving and relishing in God’s grace!
I made this into a PDF, too, and put it in the Library of Hope in case you want to print it! As part of the Searching for Moments Community, you get free access to that library. Haven’t joined yet? You can do that below this post or in the sidebar!
I love this story from my friend, Tasha at My Graceful Life. She has a houseful of littles and wrote a great post with tips for the Mama who cannot get her kiddo to sleep at night!
What to Do When Your Kid Won’t Sleep (from an Imperfect Mama Who is Definitely Not a Sleep Expert!)
Oh, goodness! I do remember those days and the sleep deprivation makes us forget to step away and turn to Jesus! It also conveniently helps us deny God’s grace from our lives. At this point, I’m not sure which is worse. Sweet boys gone rogue with eye-rolling in the teenage years or littles that will not sleep! Mamas, whatever the season, let’s unite! And friends, if you have those littles with sleepless nights, you need to read Tasha’s post for some fantastic ideas! And would you give her some sweet comment love to encourage her, as well?
And, just so you know …
I’m so glad you’re here. ♥