Wednesday, July 1, 2009

And the Get Over Yourself award goes to...

Okay, y'all are the greatest blog readers in the world, and I really mean that. I am not just trying to sound like Tina in PeeWee's Big Adventure (there's no basement at the Alamo!)

Your suggestions were so wonderful. I really can't wait to try SO many of them out. I mean, why did I never think to wash the car? That is brilliant fun in the form of very cheap labor. And freeze things in ice and let them work out their aggression by hammering away? Fun and therapeutic. I have a long list now to keep us occupied until August 17.

The saddest part is, have I mentioned I was a teacher? An elementary teacher? Who taught pre-k? Who has a specialty in, um, early childhood?

It's pathetic. Y'all should be asking me what to do. But any other former teachers out there, have you found that all your experience and ideas just turn utterly off when it comes to your own kids, or is it just me?

Teacher, teach thyself.

Today I came across this devotional that some holier-than-thou know-it-all wrote a while back. And the prayer down at the bottom just - sigh. Right to the heart.

It's a special level of rude to be convicted by one's own words.

After I read it, and squirmed, I realized my basic problem is this: I don't want to clean poop off the rug. I don't want to referee arguments all day. I don't want to pop Barbie's leg back on for the sixth time. I don't want to sweep up Cheerios again and again and again.

I do not want to be a servant.

Which, conversely means this: I want to be served.

Which means this: I need to get over my sinful selfish whiny self and remember Who it is that I serve, disguised today as four short little people. And one six foot tall one.

So tomorrow, this will greet me in my (filthy) kitchen at the crack of dawn:



cause I'm gonna need to be reminded all day long. Cause I'm stiff-necked like that.

'Night.

God's servant must not be argumentative, but a gentle listener and a teacher who keeps cool, working firmly but patiently with those who refuse to obey. You never know how or when God might sober them up with a change of heart and a turning to the truth, enabling them to escape the Devil's trap, where they are caught and held captive, forced to run his errands.

2 Timothy 2:24-26 (the Message)

23 comments:

  1. "those who refuse to obey"

    ooooooo that hurts. don't it.

    *sigh* I need to be better at this too. Can we agree to all pray for each other today?

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  2. I know what you mean about forgetting all your teacher tricks. As my kids enter school and I think about re-entering the classroom, it scares me stiff!

    Thanks for always "keepin' it real"!

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  3. Not wanting the poop and Cheerios to end up on the floor in the first place doesn't mean you want to be served.
    I mean, who among us doesn't want that, really, in our heart of hearts?
    But don't be so hard on yourself--your mental block has helped hundreds of us learn fun ideas for hot days--see how God does that?

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  4. Not wanting the poop and Cheerios to end up on the floor in the first place doesn't mean you want to be served.
    I mean, who among us doesn't want that, really, in our heart of hearts?
    But don't be so hard on yourself--your mental block has helped hundreds of us learn fun ideas for hot days--see how God does that?

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  5. Thanks for this reminder! I needed it!

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  6. I'm usually a lurker but I must come out of the woodwork today. You spoke right to my heart this morning, Missy. At about 3:30 am, I was asking God what He was trying to teach me as I was answering the 4th middle of the night call from my 3 year old (if you ever build a house, do not put your bedroom on the opposite side of the house on a different level from your children!). This morning, God answered my question with your blog entry and that wonderful, convicting verse from 2 Timothy. Thank you for sharing your heart!

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  7. I so love this post. It really hit me where I am right now. Frustrated with the things I am expected to do, yet knowing I should do them joyfully and as unto the Lord.

    My pastor once said...The true test of a servant is if you act like one when you are treated like one.

    And, please know that the irony is not lost on me that my blog is called Servant's Heart...it's a continual source of conviction.

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  8. I just wrote about this a few days ago. Children force us to follow closer in the path of with Christ, because nobody ever asks ME if I want milk or water, and if I need to go potty. The nature of motherhood requires that we deny ourselves, which is HARD HARD HARD to do constantly. All of that to say, yeah, me too.

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  9. I heard Angela Thomas on Focus recently. She had 4 little kids, and her husband had just left her. She was having one of those days. She was praying about it, and God said, "Why are you so mad about being the momma?" Ouch. That phrase has been going over and over in my head.

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  10. Thanks for visiting my blog! Can't wait to read about your Brady Bunch dream!

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  11. Just a few weeks ago, I was journalling: "I need a Kid Revival". I needed a freshness in my daily duties that, when completed with the right spirit, produced some sort of satisfaction. Like every mom of little kids on the planet, I was also dreading the duties that accompanied raising my precious kids.

    I don't think it's selfish. I think it's about focus and balance. It's about allowing yourself breaks and dates with your husband. It's about allowing yourself naps and time to read good books. It's about making sure you have lots of girlfriends you can talk to.

    And definitely, it's about remembering Whom you are really serving...as you so eloquently pointed out today.

    I totally think it's OK to not enjoy unenjoyable daily tasks. Really, what is so fulfilling about breaking up another fight? I have found that the joy comes when I commit it all to God, focus on the big picture and conciously choose to enjoy my kids.

    It's not easy. That is why us moms need the fellowship of other moms. So we can encourage each other when the days get long.

    I love you dear friend. You are doing a fabulous job as a mom. I greatly admire you.

    Sandy

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  12. ‘I don’t want to be a servant, I want to be served.’ Oh, my word! My husband came in to the study last night and asked if I was okay and I just spilled all the things out that were frustrating me to no end. And I ended with being sick and tired of myself! Get over myself already! Thank you for this great reminder to be a mom that gives with all her heart because God has given us the greatest privilege and honor of raising His children.

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  13. Missy,

    I don't have children and I think that only makes it easier for me to be selfish. I hate it, because I've noticed myself getting more selfish the longer I live on my own! I do things in the community and in my church, but I think I need to step-up and re-evaluate why I do what I do...thanks for the reminder!

    About the teacher thing: I understand. I was an ECE major and worked with toddlers for 4 years! But, when babysitting, I'm often at a loss for what to do. On the other hand, maybe I'm just tired from teaching all day. Hmmm...anyhow, thanks for the post!

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  14. I agree with Sandy a couple of posts up, but The Message is going somewhere prominently in my kitchen to remind me and my husband to have more patience with his parents who are old and very stubborn. Hopefully it will help keep us sane. It has been very trying lately.

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  15. Thank you for being real with us, Missy, because I NEEDED that today. I have been so selfish and acting-like-a-two-year-old lately. I don't WANT to do laundry. I don't WANT to cook supper. I don't WANT to dust and vacuum. But as the SAHM that I am, isn't that what I'm called to do? To serve my family? You hit the nail on the head.

    And those verses from 2 Timothy...why don't you just give me a nice paper cut and pour lemon juice on it? (name that movie!) I need to print these out and put them in my bathroom where I will see them every morning.

    Thank you!

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  16. Ouch! That scripture is one I needed to hear this morning before all the yelling and "how many times have I told you"s.

    Thank you.

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  17. (Linked from academomia.)

    Wow. Thank you. My to do list is as long as ever but I suddenly have renewed strength.

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  18. I read your blog for the first time yesterday and I could tell right away that you were PCA! I love it. Thanks for the encouragement. Blessings!

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  19. It is hard thinking about the cleaning up after as an important part of parenting. Always a good reminder!

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  20. I can't believe I'm just finding your blog. I love it...

    I can truly relate to this. I love pulling 'my rights' card...daily..(hourly...)

    I need to get that plate. And break it over my head...

    Really enjoy your thoughts.

    Blessings.

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  21. I taught K5 for two years before I had kids. I have forgotten every gimmick I used on those kids. Plus, some of the gimmicks we used in the classroom just don't come across the same way to a kid when it comes from their mother. My kids are 6, 4 and almost 2. I too live in Texas, and these are the times that try women's souls.

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  22. Um. Yes. Yes. Amen. And here here! I was JUST praying about this last night. As a missionary's wife, it's so hard not to resent the mundane tasks of a wife and mom while my husband is out doing the "exciting" ministry. I really needed this reminder today: I'm called to be a servant, wherever God places me. (I also hopped over to Internet Cafe, and wow! talk about conviction!)

    I could go on and on about how great this post is, but I shan't. Thanks again for keepin' it real!

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  23. Beautiful. Like you Missy.
    love ya,
    Lelia

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