A funny thing brought this verse to my heart today. A really yucky thing actually. So the kids' toilet overflows; not an earth-shattering event in and of itself, and definitely not the first time, but nonetheless a mess I sighed upon hearing the news of (MOMMY! COME QUICK! THE TOILET IS GOING EVERYWHERE!). I pride myself on a rather solid knowledge of toilet workings and the often easy and quick fixes that can be applied in various situations. Pride goeth before destruction...yes, yes, I know... And I should have known right away to shut off the water valve, but the water was just pouring from this throne and I started plunging feverishly (I've got the thumb blister to prove it!) and barking out orders to my various apprentices (BRING ME THE WET VAC, STAT! MORE TOWELS UP HERE!!) and so it was a minute or two (or 5) before I got that done (thanks for talking me through it SD!) and so the water ran through the floor or vent system or something to the bathroom and hallway below and so soon the two Bigs were dutifully dabbing up poo water on that level as well. And why is is that toilets never overflow when someone has not just added something most unpleasant to it that was flowing all over my shoes and splashing back on me when I was furiously (and fruitlessly) plunging????? (P.S. I'm all clean and showered now).
Any-hoo, in the midst of all the clean up from this we were definitely not at our best. I kept my wits about me most of the time but when I found the girls still had not put away their clean laundry, I just lost it and started ranting and raving about that and every other fault they manifest in the course of our days together. And they responded in kind, yelling and snapping at each other, the two biddles even resorting to shoving when someone's will was slightly thwarted. And it was during all of this mess that I thought of Romans 5:8, KJV - " But God commendeth his love toward us, in that, while we were yet sinners, Christ died for us." I mean, as messy and literally in the muck as we were on this particular day, as much as I blew a perfectly good opportunity to show my children the love of God when none of us was acting like Him, God still looks on us with so much love that He is STILL glad He gave us His one and only precious Son to die in our place. Man, could I stand to look at my own messy, mucky family that way. EVERY DAY! So it is with the utmost gratitude that I also remember Lamentations 2:22-23 - His mercies are new each morning. Tomorrow I can wake up and start all over, mop in hand and joy in my heart...even if there is still muck in my shoes.