Kyle has been a bit tired in the evenings as he's getting used to his new school schedule (tired is a nice way of saying that several times he was an emotional mess by 6:45 p.m.). Terry was out of town all week as well, and without my partner's support, it doesn't take long before I'm a little snippy, especially with a busy busy schedule.
Saturday morning I came home from my Bible study meeting to find the children not dressed (for the soccer game for which we were supposed to be leaving in 15 minutes). There were some impatient and unkind words spoken by both of us to the children, who had been reminded before Terry got in the shower that they needed to get ready. Let me add here that Terry has an awful case of poison ivy. Really horrid. And you know how you act when you don't feel well?
So at church today, our pastor taught on this passage:
Be completely humble and gentle; be patient, bearing with one another in love.Why couldn't we have read that last week? Unfortunately, my memory is short. Had I been reminded of my duty to be gentle, to be kind, to bear with my family in love last week, it probably would not have stuck. I would have put on my holy face and nodded, "Ah yes. Such truths." However this week after experiencing it all (and failing miserably to live up to the standard), the message hit the target.
I don't feel condemned, but I do feel convicted.
A little patience and gentleness goes a long way doesn't it? And if it's true that what comes around goes around, I am going to try to dish it out liberally.