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Monday Musings~Slow to Anger

I know it's Wednesday but I am pregnant and have been really tired lately and Jackson has not been napping so you get this today:) Plus, I just had to share this and be transparent as a mommy!

"The LORD is gracious and compassionate, slow to anger and rich in love." Psalm 145:8

I can sit here and give you many excuses for my actions lately. Trust me, they are all listed in my head ready for me to justify my behavior. However, instead of giving you all my excuses I am going to come before you and be honest and raw. I have been really short tempered lately. Scott was out of town from Thursday to Sunday and for some reason I lost all my patience with Jackson. He was not throwing tantrums or being malicious. No. He was just being a boy; a two and a half year old. He enjoyed hiding in the clothes racks at Old Navy (which I TOTALLY remember doing as a kid), didn't sleep as late as I'd like, blah, blah, blah. Silly stuff really but for some reason it just erked me the wrong way and I snapped at him. Poor guy.

I finally hit myself upside the head and stopped my impatience Sunday when I realized that he wasn't really doing anything to merit my behavior towards him. I realized that I hadn't written any notes for Jackson's kindness box (which he deserved). I also remembered Psalm 145:8. The Lord is, "SLOW to anger and rich in love." How many times have I frustrated God by? I don't even want to know the answer to that. Yet, He is patient with me. How can I not be patient with my own child who is a gift from God?

I learned my lesson. I know I will get angry or frustrated or lose my patience too quickly again, but hopefully next time I will catch myself and remember Psalm 145:8~"The Lord is gracious and compassionate, slow to anger and rich in love." I desire to be rich in love and compassionate with my sweet boy and gracious for the incredible blessing of being his mommy!
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Shannon said…
Wow! I really needed that especially today. Thanks for sharing your heart because it helped me a lot!
March 25, 2009 at 3:14 PM
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