Today started pretty well … got up, snuggled with my husband, said my good morning to God, showered, got the kids moving with my husband’s help, and then …
It is so frustrating when getting dressed is such a huge ordeal. Now, this is nothing new; I should be used to it, right? Every day I have to take a deep breath and try to laugh with God as I take 20 minutes just to put on a pair of pants. That’s not including anything else! But this morning, it seemed harder than usual. So as the morning continued and soon everyone was ready to go to mass, I pushed as hard as I could to get out the door and took all my frustration and anger out on my husband. The kids, buckled and ready to go, waited in the van. My husband came to help me in any way he could to get going. And what did I do? I snapped at him. I treated him as if he were the reason I wasn’t moving as quickly as I wanted. And he just stayed there, ready to help me in any way he could, extending his arm for me to hold to help me walk as we went to the van. Why would I treat him like that? He is my best friend. He is the love of my life. And yet, I treated him as if he were my enemy. Luckily, in the van on the way, I realized how unfair I was and apologized to him. And beautifully, he reached over and held my hand and winked at me and smiled the most loving smile. Now he could have so easily held a grudge and given me a cold shoulder. But, as he so often does, he showed me unconditional love. And what a beautiful gift that was. It got me to thinking … why do we so often treat those we love the most, the worst? Is it that we take their love for granted? We just know they will be there?
Is that how we treat God? Do we take for granted that He will always be there for us and forgive us? That he will always welcome us back with loving arms? I pray that when I do that (because I know I do), I don’t take too long to ask Him for forgiveness. And that every chance I get, I pray that I will praise Him and thank Him for the many blessings in my life.
And maybe, if I get better at that, just maybe, I will also remember to thank my husband, my family, and friends. Because they are blessings in my life! And while they are God’s gift to me, they have to accept into God’s plan, right?