“Josh stop it! Just stop it!” Megan raised her voice and placed her hands on her hips.
“But mummy you said I could go and play at Danny’s house! You said!” 6year old Josh was now yelling and angrily stamping his foot just as loud baby screams sounded from the next room.
“Now look what you did! You woke up your sister! Just go to your room and stay there until I tell you to come out!” Melissa was fuming as she grabbed her son and closed him in his room before she rushed to the baby’s room.
“There, lizzy, it’s okay baby, mummy’s got you,” Melissa comforted her one year old as she picked her up in her arms.
Megan heaved in a deep sigh of frustration as her baby continued to cry uncontrollably. Her attempts of comfort seemed futile. She felt like she was just about ready to lose her mind. It had really been a long week. She felt so drained and frustrated from trying to keep things together.
“I am such a horrible mother! I can’t even keep my own kids under control. And it just seems like Ken has been so withdrawn lately. Always busy with work. We hardly have a conversation without things getting heated up. I am just so tired,” she started to pace the floor and at the same time rocking her baby in her arms.
“No, what am I doing? I should not be feeling sorry for myself…I need to just calm down and ask the Lord to help me! That’s it I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me! Everything will be just fine.”
Megan took a deep breath and felt a sense of peace come over her. She looked down at her baby and smiled gratefully. She hadn’t even noticed that lizzy’s screams had slowly died down and she had fallen back asleep.
Things had been a little tough on her lately but her bad attitude towards everything had also made it almost unbearable. She had been snapping at her kids all week and hadn’t been so warm to her husband. She had to admit her bad attitude had affected her kids and Ken, her husband.
She gently placed Lizzy back into her bed and kissed her forehead. Right there beside the bed, she knelt down as tears flowed down her cheeks.
“I am sorry Lord, please help me to be the mother and wife You want me to be. Your word tells me that I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me. Your Grace is more than sufficient for me in Jesus’ name. Amen.”
When Megan stood to her feet, she felt her inner strength renewed. There were still a zillion things she had to deal with but she would no longer depend on her own strength to make it through. She was going to depend on God’s Grace which was readily available to her each new day.