Steve and I went to bed with the windows in our room open last night. It was so pleasant and cool with the sound of a gentle rain outside. And the smell! I love the smell of washed air. I had already taken the heavier winter blankets off the bed. It was the perfect spring night for a good sleep.

But then something happened. The weather changed. The temperature dropped. I  mean dropped from 50’s to 30’s! The perfect spring evening became a frigid winter morning. Our room was freezing!  I woke up uncomfortable and unrested, and just a tad grumpy. ( I can hear my kids and husband coughing and sputtering)  ok, OK!      I was very grumpy.

 It took me forever to get out of bed. I kept trying to get warm. Eventually, I went and got the winter comforter and snuggled under it for a good half an hour trying to psych myself into getting up. Of course, the pets were in the room whining at me the whole time to be let out and get fed. Grrr….Brrr…..

Then Kyle was up, and I knew that was the end of that. Three years olds cannot be allowed to roam the house in the morning. They have powers that can devastate the average kitchen. Especially when armed with Peanut Butter.

Still grumpy and resentful over my lack of sleep, I made PBJ for breakfast… with water to drink… which builds character. (What about my character?)

So I let my kids watch a few children’s shows while I went in my room and checked the news, e-mail, etc….Truthfully, I figured they needed a break from me, and I needed to stop acting like a three year-old throwing a temper tantrum.

I opened my Bible, flipped around a bit, not really knowing what I wanted (or needed) to read, and wouldn’t ya know it…..this is what found me;

            “The fathers eat sour grapes, and the children’s teeth are set on edge” Ez 18:2

Interesting. Don’t ya think?  Rebuke really is good for the soul.

I went off to apologize to my children and ask their forgivess.  And to my husband…

…who promptly left to get me a shot of espresso.

God is good.

Love,

Wuzza