Some days I think I really suck. Maybe you can relate. I get bogged down in “woe-is-me”-ing because I can’t keep up with my laundry or because we can’t afford to finish our basement or landscape right now or because I seem to have lost touch with many of my friends. Poor me! This week I’ve been annoyed because all of the road closings have caused complete gridlock on my route to work, and it takes me an hour instead of the usual 15–20 minutes.
(Photo courtesy of the Des Moines Register)
Seriously, how selfish am I???
My beautifully humble state has been filled with destruction and tragedy from tornadoes and flooding. People have lost their homes and even their loved ones. People I know. My brother-in-law’s aunt and uncle lost their brand-new home when it was swept away by a river. My aunt and uncle, who live right next to Parkersburg, are helping family members and best friends deal with the complete loss of their homes to the tornado that ripped through their town. A girl at church last night said that her nephew was one of the Boy Scouts staying at the camp in Sioux City that got hit by the powerful tornado that killed four boys. Fortunately, he survived, but I’m sure he has emotional scars he will carry for the rest of his life.
Kinda makes the ink stain on my carpet pale in comparison.
I know selfishness is part of our nature. We can thank Adam and Eve for that. But sometimes it seems that God has to hit us over the head with, say, a 500-year flood or a 145-mph-tornado to get us to wake up and realize what’s really important.
So even though I have listened to my 3-almost-4-year-old screaming at me for the last 45 minutes because he wants “CARAMEL CHOCOLATE MILK!!!”, which I already gave him but he of course wants it in a different glass, and his screams have now escalated into “I hate you!”, I will now pick him up, give him a big hug and kiss, tell him I love him…and THEN put him in a time-out.