This morning I knew the kids were feeling icky. They snorted and sniffed and coughed periodically through their breakfast. They are grouchy and hard to get along with. But today is the day for Church. And no one has fevers and all of them have gobs of energy. So into the church clothes they went.
Half way through, Jonathon reminded me of the last time I took the family to church with a cold. Let's just say it was VERY obvious that the people in front of us were convinced we would send them to an early death. It was so obvious and distracting that I picked the whole family up and we left half way through the service.
This morning Jonathon pleaded, "Mama, please let's not do that again. It was awful."
I agreed.
We stayed home.
Real life comes whether we are ready for it or not. I was expecting to see people, teach Sunday School, visit, get out of the house, but today, instead, I'm at home. Sort of resting. Keeping a finger on the pulse of their attitudes and behavior. Paying attention to needs- our needs rather than my desires.
It catches me off guard sometimes, the way my desires play out. They become evident in places I don't expect to find them. Glad I had a chance to stop and notice today.
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