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| Evening at UNT |
As we settled into the car we began our journey to our destination and SLAM! The dilemma began before the car could get out of the driveway. I had a horrible debate with one of my kids that ended up with a screaming match. I imagined that the cars on each side of us could hear every word that we screeched. Thinking back we appeared to be a bad country music video. You know what I'm talking about-the one with the distressed mom slowly moving her head back and forth screaming "NO" in a tearful rage in the car as her teenage daughter- rebellious in her stance is sitting there arms crossed (with no tears). It's always some drawn out situation. It had the same effect. My car had turn into a wrestling cage of words. There were two kids in the back-who did not offer to play referee-one sat facing the window(probably deliberating whether to jump out) and the other laughed (either from insanity or just happy that it wasn't them). It was a horrific scene-not exactly how I imagined starting my morning. I left them driving back home with fumes leaving my ears and tears in my eyes-and not from sadness.
I returned to bed and began my conversation with God-"Can you believe the nerve of that child?" I ranted for a good twenty minutes before drifting. When I woke up the fury had eased and I began to ask Him how to handle it. He then told me to apologize. What?!?! Are You kidding me?!? I didn't do anything wrong.
I suddenly could see myself turning into that debating child. What kind of example have or will I be displaying if I cannot humble myself? It's not easy, is it? To humble yourself at the expense of your pride. It doesn't matter the situation and whether I was wrong or right-the fact that I didn't ask God first on how to respond- was my mistake. I'll take accountability for it.
I certainly need to get a better grip on the count to ten thing too!
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