You ever have one of those days? I mean, one of THOSE days. The kind of day that you just want to do over. And it's not even noon. I'm not the only one, am I?
And if I'm going to be honest, (and really, why wouldn't I, if I'm going to talk about it here) but if I'm going to be honest I'd have to say it's not even because the day itself has been so bad.
It's because I have been.
I've been grouchy, impatient, unkind, easily frustrated and just all around NOT NICE. And the guilt over acting this way towards my children is immense. Overwhelming even. I'm talking a stand-in-the-shower-until-the-hot-water-runs-out cryfest over it all.
So it doesn't take a rocket scientist to figure out I didn't have my quiet time this morning, right? But the cryfest sent me to my knees. And of course my Father met me there. God Calling for today said that He heard David when he cried out from the depths and that He hears me too. Crying out from the shower.
I've asked for forgiveness. Pleaded for help. Apologized to my kids.
There are consequences though. There always are. My kids are grouchy too. I set the mood in the house. I made my daughter cry today. THAT sucks. (I know that is such a tacky word, but it really is the only one that fits right now.) I see in their eyes that they are worried, scared even that I'm going to yell again.
And now I'm crying again because Hayes just climbed up on the couch beside me and kissed me on the cheek. For no reason. Thank you God. I am so very undeserving of anything good, especially today.
I know His mercies are new every morning. Maybe they are new every afternoon as well.