Tomorrow I am going to strive to go the whole day without complaining. I won’t complain about my chores, I won’t complain about having to do hours of homework with my kids, I won’t complain about the messy kitchen. Yes, tomorrow I will not complain.
I went to bed with a prayer on my heart to do better tomorrow. To make it through an entire day without complaining. To hold my tongue and guard my heart. Then I woke up…
This is going to be easy. The kitchen is clean, I didn’t wake up late, breakfast is done. Yes!!! Today I will not complain.
Three half asleep kids stumble their way into the kitchen. I cooked cinnamon rolls. They wanted cereal.
I will not complain.
After three different varieties of cereal have been poured, and cinnamon rolls put away, I started to pack lunches only to see kids scurrying in every direction without cleaning up their mess. Bowls left on the kitchen table, milk half spilled on the countertop, and a dog under the table catching the dripping milk from a tumpled over bowl.
I will not complain.
I hear children in the hallway yelling through the door that it’s their turn to use the bathroom. I ignore it and go to my room to get dressed.
Dear Jesus, please be with me today. Give me a spirit of love, patience and kindness. Help me to not complain.
Twenty minutes later I walk out of my bedroom to three very impatient children ready to leave “right this second” or they’ll be late for school. I glance over into the kitchen and still see remnants of breakfast strewn across the table and countertops. I see last weeks graded papers on the floor under the kitchen table, a dog who hasn’t been tucked away in bed and a pile of papers for me to sign for school that must be turned in today.
I’ll sign them in the car! C’mon, let’s go guys.
I’m making my way out of the house and these things are screaming at me… Pick me up, load me in the dishwasher, wipe me down, wash me please. Kids are saying c’mon mom, let’s GOOOOO.
If I weren’t so busy picking up after everyone else, maybe one day we could leave on time!
There it goes, I broke. I complained. I didn’t yell, I didn’t scream but I had a spirit of complaining. It wasn’t even 8 a.m. and I had already broken my commitment.
I’m not one of those moms who does everything for my kids. They have chores, they have responsibilities. But I try to build character in my kids and teach them that even the smallest chores and responsibilities can impact someone else. Having a complaining spirit is not the way to hold my kids accountable to their duties. I must come at it with love and nurturing.
Thank you Jesus for showing me where I fall short. Thank you for showing me how to transform to become a better mother, a more Godly mother.
Philippians 2:14 Do everything without grumbling or arguing,
Next time I will do better 🙂