Your grace is enough; A kegyelmed eleg

Children are hard enough to take care of. Now add on an extremely unstable childhood and you have now exacerbated the problem.
Today the girls and I took care of P and E and there were definitely times that I wanted to cry or tear my hair out. It physically hurts when the kids become so rebellious and just plain mean...especially in public. And the language barrier is the cherry on top.
It pains me because my flesh wants to lash out in anger, but I know love is what they need. To give in and release my fleshly fury on them would not be a solution. But to exercise patience and understanding of their situation actually leads to repairing their issues. I know I can never fix their problems, but I at least want to be leading them in that direction rather than causing further pain in their lives. SO, I'm learning plenty on how to handle unruly children in a loving, disciplinary, and Christ-like manner. I fail often, unfortunately...but I'm learning.
And today I had the thought that the way these kids are capable of treating me is how I often treat the Lord. He is always taking care of me and loving me, yet I often rebel (sin) against Him thoughtlessly. How much this must pain my Father in Heaven. I, too, am a rebellious child. And I"m so thankful that He deals with me in a loving and correcting way. If He were to have a heart like mine He would just lash out and strike me dead ten times over. Yet, instead He actually died on the cross for me, and for you, in love, and rose again...so that I, and you!, could have everlasting life with Him. And day after day, month after month, year after year, He is teaching me and molding me to become the Holy woman of God He originally intended me to be. I have a ways to go, but thankfully He is a patient God.
So this is one of the many things I'm learning here on my 30 day: Grace.

But to be clear... They aren't always hair-pullingly disobedient. There are plenty of sweet moments that outweigh the bad. Today we ended up hearing an orchestra playing down the street at the cultural center so Noemi and I took Hugi there and we danced and played. And that was truly great:)

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