Do unto others....

No one ever tells you how hard it will be to teach your children the golden rule.  I think when you get pregnant that somewhere in the back of your mind you see fluffy bunnies and butterflies and clouds and you think that child rearing will be like a picnic in the park.  Lies from the devil.   I mean to tell you that it is closer to that scary scene from Father of the bride II where George Banks is seeing all the bad kids on the right hand side of the road screaming and throwing ice cream and his wife is looking lovingly on the sunny side of the street at all the beautiful mothers and sweet babies.  I like to call this mindset the "pregnancy bubble."  God allows for this brief period of pure and blissful ignorance so that we don't eat our young when they are born.  I am pretty sure that is in the bible somewhere, but I will have to get back to you on the exact scripture reference.  If I don't get back to you with that by the end of this post... wait longer. 

Tonight during bath time I thought I would really nail down this whole Golden rule confusion that seems to be taking place at the Casa de Goodman.  Come to find out the kids are in agreement that we should use the "Eye for an Eye" mentality at our house.  Example:  You accidentally knock someone over, they in turn scream like a gladiator and knock you down, or You take my toy, I knock you face first into the side of the tub.  There are some moments in motherhood that you look back on with pride and joy.  Tonight was NOT one of those moments.  I actually uttered the words "THIS IS NOT ROCKET SCIENCE PEOPLE."  You can imagine their utter joy and amusement at seeing me so exasperated.   You will also be glad to know that on multiple occasions in the past I have already had to explain what rocket science is.  By the end of our bath time enlightenment session the only thing that was clear is that I have a lot to learn about this parenting gig. 

I was frustrated and exhausted and quite frankly looked like a drowned rat.  P.S I was the one sitting on the side of the tub in all my clothes... But, I digress... I was completely beat down about my impromptu Mommy moment with the kids.  I got to thinking that this is probably how God feels about his "teaching moments" with me.  I don't listen, I mock and laugh and generally am a little slow on the uptake.  Thankfully, my heavenly father is more patient with me than I seem to be with the kids.  But, it is times like these where I sit  in complete frustration having fallen flat on my face that God picks me up, dusts me off and asks me if I would like anything with my humble pie.  So, tonight I must say Thank you to God for allowing each day to come with little hugs and loves and a fresh start to serve him well accompanied by a whole lot of new perspectives. 

PSALMS 25:9  He leads the humble in what is right, and teaches the humble his way.