1 Corinthians 13: 4-7 Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.
Kids are messy, try your patience, and some of them even excel in the art of the meltdown. Sometimes it’s accidental. Other times, not so much… I know that if I don’t ask God for help with how I compose myself throughout the day (and ask Him several times…), then I am rarely the mother I want to be for them.
Even at two years old, it’s amazing to see how differently my boy responds to me when the day has had its tough moments, but I choose to respond with kindness and understanding in place of anger or annoyance. Usually, at the end of those days, I get the biggest hug he has in him.
His appreciation is clear, and it’s one of those precious things that help remind me of the kind of mother I’m meant to be.
What helps to remind you to be the person God means for you to be?