My sweet Evie gets to watch one (sometimes two if the dishwasher needs emptying haha...but usually one) episode of TV each morning. She gets to choose. She gets SO excited about selecting either Sophia, Mickey, or LeapFrog. Not a moment of the 23-27 minute episode is wasted or taken for granted. Unless.....she wants a waffle for breakfast.
The gourmet mom that I am, I regularly offer my Eves frozen (but whole grain...high-five?) waffles for her am meal. Something strange happens the moment I put that cold, boxy puck in the toaster. Evie loses her mind. Like, literally, goes all bananas on me. Arms out, head back, tears streaming into her ears while she wails.....crazy. It's funny, because she knows how the waffle-toasting process goes. Yet, almost every time, she misses out on almost two minutes of her precious morning TV time while fretting about her breakfast.
This got me thinking the other morning; am I not the same way with certain things? I know that my Heavenly Father is completely in control, and more than capable of providing for me. Yet, sometimes, I lose my head a little bit worrying, wondering, STRESSING.... while waiting for the blessings He has promised me. Promised! Could he give me the "frozen waffle?" Of course He could. But HIS timing is perfect, and allows for the golden, crispy goodness of the full blessing. If I am very patient, the blessing may even come buttered with syrup! (Poor Evie is a little young for such decadence...and will have to wait a bit for butter.) But I am getting lost in my own metaphor....
I love how He is so amazing to speak to me in the midst of real-life circumstances. He gives me grace in the middle of the "stuff" of my day. My Heavenly Father has so many "waffles" in store for me and my little family. When I focus on a waffle that isn't ready yet.... I miss out on what wonderful life is happening RIGHT NOW. I miss my own two minutes of "Sophia" stressing about a half-frozen goodie that will be perfect. When it is done cooking. Which takes time. HIS time.
Thank you, Lord, for so lovingly showing me the silly-selfishness of my own heart. And thank you for providing every good and perfect thing for me anyway. You follow through despite my doubt and worry. You discipline me over and over without giving up on me. You bless me despite my sinful heart. You smile at me and comfort me through my "tears streaming into my ears" fits that are so foolish, because You love me. Thank you for sweet Evie, and the way you reveal yourself and your ways to me through life as her mommy. And thank you for the waffles.
I love this. I love you. :)
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