Friday, July 22, 2011

Lessons at Breakfast

I think I might have been standing near the end of the line when God dispensed the gift of patience.  I understand that it's a fruit of the Spirit {Galatians 5:22-23}.  And God knows how much I adore Him.  But patience is one of the first things to go when I'm frustrated or tired.

Ask those who know me best.

Thanks to some very compelling insights from Ann Voskamp, I've learned this year that impatience springs from a heart where gratitude is not prized. 

I've been putting more focus on having a grateful heart.
 
I love what Ann wrote recently as she worked to create a pancake breakfast with her young children, "When we pour pancake batter into a griddle, they shape up like battered, misshapen hearts that sizzle and pop.

A little one looms dangerously close to heat.

A boy anxiously slops more batter. A lanky one flips prematurely, batter oozing, dripping. The sensitive child bursts into tears that the hearts are all smeared, the rings mashed. Oldest, with egg poised to crack, asks if I want more?

More? More? It’s all a bit too much. I sense a loudness, akin to a pleading howl, surging close to my lips" ... {finish reading}

God always has something to teach us.  He's always inviting us into something deeper and more substantial.  In the midst of the morning chaos.  During the demanding, exhausting child-rearing years.  And as we make our way through the many frustrations and hurts that are all part of living in a fallen world.

The big question - Are we willing to receive what He longs to give us?

Linda

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