Roll With It, Baby!

Posted by bakerboy on May 13, 2010 | 1 comment

Stress is when you wake up screaming and you realize you haven’t fallen asleep yet

Stress.  From the moment we wake up, we feel that crushing awareness of all of the things we have to accomplish in any given day, and how little time we have to actually accomplish them.  Then we have to factor in our kids, our mates, our friends, our co-workers, and everyone else we have contact with on any given day.  We know they will have pressing wants and needs that will involve us and our time, energy, and patience.  Then we have all of the little emergency situations that crop up; things we don’t expect, like a flat tire or a speeding ticket.  Suddenly, our “To-Do” list expands, and we have categories: Must Do, Should Do, and Want-To-Do.  Before you know it, that list is perpetual, and we never seem to get everything crossed off.

Sounds a lot like life to me.

As a single mom to three wonderful, sweet, intelligent, marvelous, grouchy, self-absorbed, moody, argumentative, talented, unmotivated, helpful, filthy, honest, annoying teenagers, stress is non-existent in my house…. NOT!!!  There are days that if I could whack my head against a wall and put myself out of my misery for a few hours, I would totally do it.  At least that is what I tell myself to give me comfort.  Unfortunately, what we have to do as mature – AHEM – really mature adults, is simply roll with it.  And that, my friend, is easier said than done.

But I do know in my heart of hearts that they meltdown and take their frustrations out on me because they love me…. And yes, some days I do feel like I could use just a wee bit less of that kind o’ love.  They trust me with their emotional breakdowns because they know I will love them no matter what, and when they are ready to say, “I’m sorry”. I will welcome them with outstretched arms.  And I also know that even with all of the drama, with all of the chaos that this, too, shall pass.  In a year from now, this day that started off so badly with hormonal meltdowns, angry words and forced tears won’t matter, except I will have a funny story to share about creative discipline and psycho teenagers.

I Peter 5:7 tells us that even when we respond to God in much the same manner that our kids react to us, it will be okay because He loves us.   “Cast all your anxiety on Him because He cares for you.” Simple. Whatever we are feeling, we can give it up and give it over, and a year from now, this day won’t matter, because He cares for us, and this, too, shall pass.

Catch you on the flip side,

Ang

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