Off to my thoughts I went. I was thinking how many times I've said something similar to God. How many times have I prayed selfishly wanting Him to be "happy about me". What a difference it would make if instead I cared about how many times He waited for me to be happy about Him.
Happy About Me
Last night in the wee hours, my 4 year old son woke. Unfortunately for him, he has my bladder so we're used to getting up to go potty. He always cries until he gets back into bed and I always try to keep him quiet so he doesn't wake everyone else. Same thing every night. He cries and I say, "Shhh..." But last night as I was "sushing" him, he cried even harder. Thinking that maybe he had a bad dream I said, "Baby, what's the matter? Why are you crying?" Through his sobs he said, "I want you to be happy about me." I wonder how many nights he thought I was angry with him. I didn't let the guilt kill me though. I hugged him full of love right away and told him, "I'm very happy about you!" "You're my whole life, you know." "Everything!" Off to bed he went.
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