Green Spirals and Merciful Days

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Mom, you never get peace, Jack said to me the other day.  Wait!  You had peace once!  And he went on to talk about when they all went to Grandma’s house.  I laughed out loud.  Or if you’re going to use today’s lingo, I “roffled”.  That is what I say in my head when I read ROFL… rolling on the floor laughing.  No, I didn’t actually roll, or roffle, but I did achieve a small release of stress when I laughed out loud.  Or lolled.  (That’s LOL, btw.)

Tonight was no exception.  I had great fun spiralizing my zucchini into fake noodles and tossing them with coconut sauce and blackened chicken.  The kids watched Daniel Boone so I could spin deliciousness into my pots.  But there is always one who doesn’t get the “peace memo”.  She rolled on the floor crying.  It’s always interesting trying to cook while stepping over a crying toddler.  My strategy was to wait until they were so hungry, they would forget that the green zucchini noodles were not actually made from pasta.  It worked for two of them, took convincing for two of them, and downright failed for the fifth one.  This is when I use every ounce in my body not to take a two-year-old’s opinion of my cooking to heart.  In the middle of our green spaghetti supper, a nameless highchair dweller knocked over one of the herb pots on the window sill.  The walls start closing in when things like that happen.
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I’ve been waiting for a really really good excuse to scrub my kitchen floor.  The successful eaters got chocolate ice-cream for dessert.  The last one… did not.  An hour later, I graciously gave her a banana, because she at least touched it to her tongue.  Elijah said, Mom, you were really merciful tonight! when he saw her eating the banana.  Thanks, Buddy.

Then I remembered these verses I just read.

But this I call to mind, and therefore I have hope:
The steadfast love of the Lord never ceases,
His mercies never come to an end;
they are new every morning;
great is your faithfulness.
“The Lord is my portion,” says my soul,
“therefore I will hope in him.”
The Lord is good to those who wait for him,
to the soul that seeks him.
(Lamentations 3:21-25)

Even when I mess up, spill dirt, and wreck what He has planned…  He still shows steadfast love, unending mercy, and abundant faithfulness.

So the truth is, despite what is outwardly going on, inside I always have peace.  Jesus has wiped my heart of its spills and dirt.  He has left the calm assurance of His forgiveness and faithfulness in place of the mess.  Tomorrow, His mercies are new.

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And tomorrow, maybe my floor will be clean.

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