I have been having a really good time with my kids lately, and starting to think I'm a pretty good mom. Then today happened. Last night was low on sleep. Today was high on conflict. Annoyed, frustrated, and just plain angry...it was not a good day.
I had to make a quick trip to the grocery store to get some stuff to make supper. The kids waited in the van while I ran in (please don't send the cops after me - my mom did this with me when I was small and I didn't kill myself in the vehicle or let a stranger in). I put the bananas on the counter and had a good chuckle. "I'm good with kids." Not today I wasn't.
I am thankful that I do not have to look inside myself to be a better mom. Inside myself is more of the same - there is sin in my heart and if you bump me, sin comes out. No, I don't look to myself but rather to my Savior, Jesus, who alone has the power to change my heart at make me more like him.