Lately I find myself erupting all-too-frequently like a parenting volcano.
You know the signs... Shouting, yelling... melodramatic threats... big blow ups. Plenty of anger leakage.
It's like I've turned into a paper version of Bruce Banner aka The Incredible Hulk.
Haven't turned green.
Sadly I can't blame it on some kind of dastardly science experiment gone wrong either.
Sure the kiddies test ya and try ya... Of course they do... it comes pre-packaged with the umbilical cord. It's in their DNA.
The head knows this full well. The heart, on the other hand, is constantly frustrated.
And yet... we can't, for the sake of the human race, understand why they don't get it after being chastised for the tenth time over the same o'l same o'l.
Anger management is hard labour for life compared to that bit of pain I endured to bring life into the world.
Hi Lilian,
ReplyDeleteI've just discovered your blog via the footprints magazine. I have enjoyed reading through a few of your entries and look forward to coming by again very soon. I'll make a coffee and spend some more time with you hearing about your children and faith and life generally. I'm thinking about a blog myself and your site is encouraging. Well done! Emma
I felt like this today too. It started when I didn't get to do what I had planned before the little kids woke up. Eventually I went out for a bike ride and then realised that the problem was me and not everyone else (surprise, surprise...). I'm thankful that God answered my prayer and changed my heart. Things went better after that :-) Our God sure is kind to us!
ReplyDeleteThanks Emma for dropping by. Always very heartening to know that there are new people visiting this blog.
ReplyDeleteGod bless...
Hey, Sandy. Thanks for being encouragement to me... always.