Tuesday, July 15, 2008

After the Storm

Girl in Bed with Cat
Vintage Art Print

It's a fierce thunderstorm that's raging this evening, the kind that sends the cat skulking to his hiding place under the couch. I find my own place of refuge propped against the bed pillows, sipping a cup of PG Tips tea. My emotions have been as intense as the storm this evening, and I share the cat's instinct to take refuge in a safe place.

I reflect on the carefully planned dinner that a few hours ago took a downward spiral into a disastrous debacle. Where did I go wrong?

I had spent a lot of time preparing spareribs, fresh sweet corn, and oatmeal buns slathered with butter. I pictured a time of sweet family fellowship around the table. But instead of enjoying the food, a couple of the children rehashed an old argument. When my attempts to quash it failed, I became angry.


The long and the short of it is that I didn't act any more mature than they did.

A wise woman once said we need to love without getting tired. I guess that means I need to:

  • seek forgiveness
  • extend forgiveness
  • let it go
  • prepare another meal tomorrow

I learned a long time ago that victory is putting one foot in front of the other and moving forward. It would be easier to quit trying, but then I know I'd miss out on that fresh new beginning that can only be described as a world freshly scrubbed after a thunderstorm.

As I finish writing these words, the thunder peals have become more distant. I can barely hear them. Tomorrow, I probably won't even think about them.

It will be a new day.

"It is of the Lord's mercies that we are not consumed,
because His compassions fail not.
They are new every morning: great is Thy faithfulness."
Lamentations 3:22-23


Joyful Days said...

Very insightful post! That is one of my "cling to" verses--I used to sing a song based on that to my oldest as a lullaby.

Isn't it the truth though, that when we work so hard, something tries to undo it.

Prayers for that new day,


Amy© said...

Is it possible to love without ever getting tired? Or am I just so tired right now that I can't fathom doing anything without being tired? Hmm.

And I've never seen you act immature. I'd have loved to have seen that. Lol.

Poiema said...

No, you don't want to see a 52 year old woman act immature !