If you expected to see pictures, you will be disappointed.
No one was holding the camera at the moment needed to capture just the right angle…
of my pointed finger
my hands holding my forehead
the clench of my jaw
the tears that threatened to spill
my furrowed brow
the look of disappointment in my eyes
my head bowed over the bathroom sink, crying out but hearing nothing
the white knuckles that gripped the steering wheel
the look of fear in his eyes
her clenched jaw mimicking mine
the tears that spilled over his red-round cheeks
Funny how we only capture the sweet moments, the good and easy times. The times that make us look good and sweet and easy going.
But in reality, we are faced with frustrations moment by moment that threaten to undo us, and often does. Today I was undone. I failed as a mother. As a teacher. As a wife.
Thankfully there is tomorrow – fresh, with no mistakes in it!
There is a God, who’s mercies will be new and fresh tomorrow too.
There are second (and third and fourth and fifth, etc..) chances found in Him.
There is His grace and forgiveness and redemption.
And there will be a cup of coffee ready to greet me, no conditions pending… good night!