Finally, brothers, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable—if anything is excellent or praiseworthy—think about such things. Whatever you have learned or received or heard from me, or seen in me—put it into practice. And the God of peace will be with you. Philippians 4:4-12
Doesn't He always have a perfect word for us and He knows what we will need for the day ahead?
After waking my grumpy little girl and rushing to get out the door we had a quick conversation that went like this:
"Mommy, is ___ a bad word?"
"No, but it really doesn't sound nice for little girls to say."
"Ok, but ___ said it."
"Well, you can only control you so make sure your language is nice."
"Ok" and we were off to school. On our way to school, she asked another question,
"Mommy, is ____ a bad word?"
"YES! That is a terrible word, where did you hear that?"
"I saw it on the back of a man's shirt riding his motorcycle driving down the road."
"Well, baby girl, we can't control other people, we can only show them that Jesus loves them, and make sure our language glorifies God."
Oh Lord, can't we protect our children from the filthy language that surrounds us? Thank you, Jesus, for reminding me that your peace will guard our hearts and minds when we present our requests to you.
Once in my classroom, I spent a day with sixth graders, and that is always full of adventure! Yes, I've definately heard some language there, too. Occasionally, I get to experience a little bit of innocence. I was tutoring two students during lunch(yes, that dreaded TAKS test is next week). The little girl asked me if I had adopted my daughter when she saw a picture on my desk. I told her yes, and the little boy, who knows my family very well, said in all honesty, "REALLY!" I said to him, "you know her," and he said "I know, but I didn't know she was adopted." It is such a blessing to get the opportunity to experience that kind of color blind every once in awhile.
During my conference I was able to walk across the street to the baseball field and watch #1 on the baseball field as they won 12-5. Then after school was over we returned to watch them lose the second game in this tournament.
As I arrived at home to let my precious puppy out of my room, I found he had somehow gotten into some bath confetti and scattered it all over my bedroom and bathroom. Well, at least the dog should have a clean mouth!
We were even able to get outside and play a game of washers and swing on our favorite swing before the sun went down. Of course, I was the loser, but it was a great evening for getting outside.
Now, while Dad is at a softball draft and big brother is at a track meet, I cooked Tia a gourmet bowl of Mac and Cheese. Hearing her say, "Thanks, Mom for cooking Mac and Cheese, " made
me feel alot better about cooking such an unhealthy dinner.
And as I watched the sun set from my front porch, it reminded me of God's awesome beauty He has blessed us with, even when the world around us, isn't always pretty.