In the beginning...

"Mommy, are you chewing on your lip or is that your mean face? I don't like your mean face."
Evidently, I have developed "the look" that makes Gage hesitate! It is so surprising that the one little person in the world who holds my heart can make me so ill-tempered!

My patience can get wafer thin at near the end of the day, and I am reminded that my child watches every move when Gage looks toward the ceiling and repeats what he has heard me say, "Lord, please give me patience!". He, like his daddy, is quick to say "I'm sorry", and even quicker to forgive when I tell him that I am sorry for screeching at him.

I am reminded of the passage in the Bible about forgiving seventy times seven...it's easy to expect someone to honor that commandment when it is me asking for the forgiveness. However, when it's someone who has done me wrong, there are times I must remind myself to forgive again and again.

I have learned so much from my little son. Now I know why Jesus loved the little children so...they see everything so simple. No hidden agendas, no sweeping it under the rug or sugar coating it...just call it like they see it. And it is that simple honesty that I have learned from Gage that gives me a fresh daily outlook.

So I am taking off my "mean face", asking the Lord for patience, and am going to persuade Gage that it is time to crawl into bed. School will come early in the morning - for both of us. He never fails to help me learn a new love every day!