See this guy? Looks all sweet and reflective, right? Notice his eyes. He is actually looking at me, if you look closely you might even catch a glimpse of the mischief that lies there.
My son. The smart, strong, very sensitive, creative, competitive, can't sit still type. He is one of those kids you love to death, because he can give the best hugs, still likes to snuggle and likes to "help." However, unfortunately there is a part of his personality that shows it's ugly head every once in a while and sets this mom off. It is a typical "child" thing. Oh, the DRAMA!!!
Meet mom (me). I'm a people pleasing, quiet peacemaker, who every once in a while has her own "drama" switch that someone flips on. It takes a lot to make me mad and I let most things go and roll with the punches, but then a simple, insignificant thing will happen in my home and it is like someone tipped the boiling pot of emotions I carry and let all the steam out. My boiling point? Drama.
Yesterday, this mom blew a gasket.
I was in a hurry to get back to work, a little stressed, with a headache and my son asks me a "can I?" question. My answer was "No." End of story, right? WRONG!!! First there were the "why nots," then there were some angry words,a little stomping around, a door was slammed and finally there were a few tears.
Now, I know I shouldn't have stomped around and said what I said and the tears were a release when I got back in my car and... I was being a drama queen. But why couldn't he just accept my answer. Why did he have to get all angry and start crying? Why does everything have to be so blown out of proportion??? And I only had three minutes to handle it all?!!!
Upon my return home, we BOTH apologized for our behavior and my son realized that mom "did know best" this time. I again was convicted over my stage performance. Oscar worthy, I'm sure for all the dramatic flair I had put into it.
At the end of the day, things like this, always leave me thinking. How many times have I asked God "why?" over something I thought was a big deal in that moment, but when I look back later I realize He really did know best. How many times have I cried tears of frustration and said angry words because I just didn't understand or didn't like the "just because I said so" answer? How many times has He looked at me with eyes of compassion and said "I love you, my little drama queen?!!!"
Drama may come in all shapes and sizes, but isn't it great that at the end of the day, God loves us all?!!!