Mommy Musings: More important than…
Yesterday afternoon, I had a face-off with DD over her refusal to put down her markers for mealtime.
Her father had given her an additional 10 minutes grace period to finish up, with firm instructions to pack up and come into the kitchen. And those 10 minutes were up.
When I went to get her, she threw a major tantrum.
Somewhere through the kicking, tears, and sobs, had been a moment when she’d looked pleadingly at me, waving her artwork in front of me and saying “But I drew this for you!!”
And at that very moment, Mark 12:33 came to mind – “To love him with all your heart, with all your understanding and with all your strength, and to love your neighbor as yourself is more important than all burnt offerings and sacrifices.”
In the month of August, the focus topic in the children’s Sunday School class was family and relationships. Based on the verse from Exodus 20:12, “Honour your father and your mother…”, the key message to the children on that verse was that we honour our parents by listening, by loving, and by saying thank you.
At that very moment, even if she had intended to present that to me as as a gift of her work, it failed to bring me the happiness which either of us would have envisioned it to have done.
Especially after we had given her extra time, I would rather have had her listen, and obey my instruction to put down her markers and come to dinner.
The beauty of the gift was sadly lost. In the midst of disobedience, stubbornness and rebellion.
After we’d all calmed down, I sat down with her and explained, with tears pricking at my own eyes, why obeying mummy’s instruction the first time round would have brought me more joy than many many pieces of artwork (although they too bring me joy).
I wouldn’t dare to lay claim to be like God in any way. I’m sure the level of frustration and disappointment in His people was way beyond anything I could have imagined or endured.
But this incident sure helped bring the magnitude of the verse home, as I sat and hugged her, and pondered quietly a little while before we joined DH and DS at the table.