Temper, Temper, Temper

I'm just going to shoot totally straight with you today. I had a full blown temper tantrum last night. Me, the mommy of this house. I came home from choir, and within 30 minutes was aggravated to the point of just going to bed.

Looking back, the trigger of this emotional melt down wasn't really that big of a deal and really has no eternal significance, but at the time I was so mad.

It all stems from my OCD about the kitchen. There are just somethings that bug me, and dishes in my sink bug me. They make me feel like I'm suffocating. I know, it's weird. It doesn't bother me at other people's homes, but in my kitchen I have to have an empty sink.

Let me tell you how "full" the sink was and you'll see how ludicrous my reaction was. There was a mixing bowl, a measuring cup, a spatula (or flipper as my girls call it) and a skillet. That was it.

What sent me over the edge was that the syrup and butter dish had been left on the table...for 3 hours. (Chloe made pancakes for dinner and did an excellent job.) Cleaning up sticky syrup is never fun, but sticky syrup that has been on the table for 3 hours...that is another level of gross.

I get it cleaned up, pout a little bit, make Chad feel really bad, then go upstairs to find toys and hair stuff all over Emma's room. SOOOO, I give the girls a lecture on picking up after themselves, as if they have never heard this before. After their lecture, I tuck them into bed..real great mom..fuss at them right before bed time.

I was so done by the time I came downstairs that I went to bed before 9:30. ME. The night owl.

Bless Chad's heart, he apologized but I wasn't in the mood for an apology...I just wanted someone, anyone to acknowledge that they understood why I was so aggravated.

Since I went to bed so early, I was wide awake around 1:30 or so. I just stayed in bed and stared at the ceiling, flabbergasted at my attitude and actions. I'm asking God why a mixing bowl and a little syrup set me off like that. About that time, I heard a beep. It was my cell phone. The battery was going dead. I had not plugged it in yesterday and it was going on a "quick charge" leftover from Tuesday. The battery was becoming weak. Running out of juice. On it's last charge. Going dead. Hmmmmmmmm..........

Okay God I get it. The past two weeks have been busy. My time with the Lord has been rushed and I have not had my weekly "retreat" with the Him. In a sense, I have tried to do life with a "quick charge". For this mommy, a quick charge just doesn't cut it and everyone around me suffers for it. I need a daily charge to live and function properly!

So I get up this morning thankful that His mercy is new and that God is the King of do-overs. I love that this was one of the verses in my Psalm reading this morning.

Psalm 90:14 "Satisfy us in the morning with your unfailing love, that we may sing for joy and be glad all our days."

I'm looking forward to turning the phones off and retreating this afternoon while my people are at karate. After the last few days, I need a long Holy Spirit super charge.

Ironically, or maybe not, the attribute/character of God that I've been assigned to soak in this week (for Freedom's Call) is "All Powerful". I'll be sharing some of that later in the week.

On a lighter note...

Chad posted some of his favorite pictures yesterday and this was one of his favorites of the girls...it's a favorite of mine too...

I can't stay aggravated at these two cuties for too long. :)