15 November 2011

Accepting the Help {a much-needed re-post!}

Today has been one of those days when I'd just really like a do-over. {sigh} And I was reminded of this post from a couple of years ago. God's Word is always right on and even though the events in this post happened a while back, the principles in The Word are timeless and true. Since I needed to pull this post up for a re-read myself, I thought there might be other weary moms out there who could use the encouragement, too. So I'm re-posting it:)

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(October 2009)

If I ever had any delusions about earning the mother-of-the-year award or if I ever thought my children were going to earn the perfect-children-of-the-year award, I now have my feet firmly planted back in that fun little thing we like to call: reality.

I just returned from picking up my son at my parents' house. He was supposed to spend the afternoon, along with my daughter. I had agreed to this in spite of my better judgement. There's just something about Sunday having a different schedule than the rest of the week (earlier morning, lots of morning activity, etc.) that just desperately begs for a nap all afternoon. That's why at our house even if you aren't taking a nap (ahem....The Princess), then you are still required to have quiet time in your room. Frankly, Mama & Daddy just need it that way.

However, since the kiddos have just gotten over being sick all week and were so ready for a change of scenery outside of our house walls, I thought it would be okay for the kiddos to spend the afternoon with Nana & Papi. Boy, was I wrong.

Mr. B just had one of the biggest meltdowns of his life. S o much so, that when my mom called to ask my thoughts, I just said I'd come pick him up and bring him home for a nap. Of course, I had time to really get steamed up all the way there and then he proceeded to carry his meltdown on into the car~crying so much that he made himself start coughing which made him eventually gag. I think we finally got home after 2 or 3 stops...I can't remember. And all this followed what was a totally stressful lunch scene at the restaurant after church. Just the icing on the cake.

I hate it when I completely lose my temper and yell (gasp!) at my kids. I feel like a total loser afterwards. And I've been very short of patience this week. I know that's partly due to being sick and also having *cabin fever* from being home so much more than usual. And it hasn't helped that I've been single-parenting it since Wednesday. I really miss my hubby when he's on a trip~I can't imagine doing this alone full-time.

But after I've finished beating myself up with condemnation...Grace comes in. Thank God for His grace. I couldn't live without it. I need it so much each and every day. I don't know how anyone can live without it.

There are no perfect lives. I know sometimes I feel like some people have perfect lives when I'm reading their blogs. But we all know that blogland only gives a tiny glimpse into some one's life~and that's only the glimpse that we want you to see:)

In real life we can't spell check, edit or redo everything. We just roll with the punches, and sometimes we don't roll the right way. So often I feel like I roll the wrong way. But God's grace is always there...loving us, waiting for us, never judging us.

God's Word says in Hebrews 4:16, "Let us then approach the throne of grace with confidence, so that we may receive mercy and find grace to help us in our time of need." (NIV)

The Message Bible puts it this way: "So let's walk right up to him and get what he is so ready to give. Take the mercy, accept the help."

So right now I'm declaring, *I accept the help!* I sure can't do this on my own. I need what God is so ready to give me, His mercy and grace...His help.

Thank you, God, for loving me in spite of the fact that I'll never win the mom-of-the-year award. Thank you for blessing me with the two most amazing gifts imaginable: my precious children. Forgive me for trying to do things in my own strength, when you are waiting and so willing to be that strength for me.

11 comments:

Laura said...

Sometimes I feel like I'm the only one who has these kinds of days - frequently. Thanks so much for sharing and being so transparent.

kandis said...

oh lora! thanks for being real. i'm glad to know i'm not the only one. :) you actually ARE the one i would give the mom award to, you know? i'm just glad to know every moment isn't rosie and single parenting IS hard...makes me cut myself just a little slack. but as you say, accept the help and keep trying. can't wait to see you soon! k

Christie said...

Thanks so much for helping me see I'm not the only one. I at times tend to loose my patience and feel like my voice gets raised, then I always feel so guilty after he goes to bed and I watch him sleep. Thanks for sharing your thoughts with us. =)

Betsy said...

Well, I know that I, among all of your other readers, can say that I have been there! LOL! We have meltdowns...and so do our kids! ha!
Hope tomorrow is better!

steviewren said...

My daughter still tells the story of the time my youngest son lost his shoes again(he always lost a shoe). All the other kids were already outside in the car. We were late once again due to the same thing. They could literally hear me yelling at the poor baby all the way out in the car. We all laugh about it now...even the victim. It wasn't very funny at the time.

Hang in there. They grow up and you'll all laugh about these things later too.

Kathy said...

oh boy! I've SO been there! It's hard to remember that we Moms are still human and still have tough days where we really lose it, even with our kids who we adore with all our being! I'm so thankful that God gives grace and forgiveness! Thanks for sharing!
Kathy k.

Valerie said...

I don't have children, but your post is so timely for ALL of us. His grace is greater...and we are all in need of it. Thank you so much for the reminder!

Storybook Woods said...

Oh Lora, every mom has been there. I know I have a few awful memories where I just could not take it any more. I remember being on my knees begging my 4 yrd. (now 18) to please cooperate. Just crying and begging. Yes, God grace, I too could not live without it. Clarice

Kayren, Pink Daisy Girl said...

I think after the day I've had, "ditto" is the safest comment I can come up with. :) And that's not as a single parent right now. I've had nearly full years as a single parent, week after week with the weekends off as one, this is the first place where Hubby hasn't had to travel much, but honestly the behavior problems we have had in the past haven't changed any for us now.

Vince Farrell said...

help has arrived! ;)

Lora said...

First of all: *Yea* for my hubby for getting to come home a few days earlier than planned:)

And secondly, I am so glad that this has been any kind of encouragement to y'all at all. This post was written as total therapy because it was either that or spend the rest of the day crying. I decided to dig into the Word~and I'm so glad I did.

I'm glad you're all *accepting the help* with me:)