God seems to find the oddest time of the day to speak to me. Like the other day in the car, I was driving from church for the 100th time this week and all of a sudden, He speaks to me. I know it's Him because this warm feeling overcomes me. I know, I'm weird, but it's true.
Anyway, I have been a little hard on Lily during school. It just seems like she should get it, you know! Sometimes I can't tell if she's just playing me or what.
But then God reminded me of the times I just don't get it. In the car, I was thinking about my husband trying to patiently explain something to me that seems so obvious to him and I'm giving him that dumb look. You know the one, like he has three heads or something. After he gives a one hour explanation, I finally get it, but by then he's frustrated and I feel badly.
"Lily feels the same way, badly", I hear Him say. It's not that she's testing me (all the time:) or is trying to get under my skin, she just doesn't understand or she does but does not feel secure enough with her answer and really wants to be sure. Lily, like her momma, is a people pleaser. She does not want to let me or anyone else down by saying the wrong thing or having the wrong answer, so it's my job to be patient with her and cultivate an environment that she can be secure enough in to freely speak!
I found myself today becoming frustrated trying to explain her English assignment (again!) but remembered what God taught me in the quiet of my car. Be patient, let her go through her thought process and let her ask questions in a" feel safe" environment.
Needless to say....she did her English assignment without momma losing it... again! And that felt great!!
Anyway, I have been a little hard on Lily during school. It just seems like she should get it, you know! Sometimes I can't tell if she's just playing me or what.
But then God reminded me of the times I just don't get it. In the car, I was thinking about my husband trying to patiently explain something to me that seems so obvious to him and I'm giving him that dumb look. You know the one, like he has three heads or something. After he gives a one hour explanation, I finally get it, but by then he's frustrated and I feel badly.
"Lily feels the same way, badly", I hear Him say. It's not that she's testing me (all the time:) or is trying to get under my skin, she just doesn't understand or she does but does not feel secure enough with her answer and really wants to be sure. Lily, like her momma, is a people pleaser. She does not want to let me or anyone else down by saying the wrong thing or having the wrong answer, so it's my job to be patient with her and cultivate an environment that she can be secure enough in to freely speak!
I found myself today becoming frustrated trying to explain her English assignment (again!) but remembered what God taught me in the quiet of my car. Be patient, let her go through her thought process and let her ask questions in a" feel safe" environment.
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