Do you ever feel like chaos is surrounding you? Do you ever have days where it feels like your kids are testing every possible inch available? I don’t know about you, but I usually get so caught up in the frustration of it that I forget to take the time to breathe. And pray.
Right now I’m single parenting it for a few days. Jeremy’s not away a whole lot, but it’s been enough that, by now, I’ve come to expect that it throws the kids a little out of sorts. Their reaction is usually testing me in some way. I always ask myself, “How can they test even the routine that we’ve been in for months now?” But they manage to do it. It used to make me so incredibly frustrated, and sometimes still does actually.
The other day I had, not a testing moment, but a scary moment when I couldn’t find Joshua. I won’t go into all the details, but it made my heart skip a beat. Literally. Praise God that he was found and ok. I took a moment to pause, breathe, and pray before I had a little talk with him. Looking back I’m amazed at how that little act suppressed the frustration and cleared my mind to speak out of a heart of love.
One of the definitions of art is a skill at doing a specified thing, typically one acquired through practice. Breathing in the midst of a frustrating situation is definitely something I need practice on. These little situations just help me to perfect this art of breathing…