“Aurora, try some cake.”
“I don’t like it!”
“You haven’t tried it.”
“I don’t like it!”
“I told you we could have dessert after-”
“I DON’T LIKE IT!”
Well, ok then.
I don’t know how many times I’ve tried to give my kids something that I know they will enjoy, and they absolutely refuse it. Whether it’s sliding down a slide, or playing with a remote control car, or handing them a chocolate dessert, sometimes they just won’t have it.
After this incident the other day, I was frustrated. Here I am trying to give her something I promised she could have, and I know she will enjoy, and she won’t even entertain the idea of trying it.
Why? Doesn’t she trust me? I’m her mom- I know her better than she knows herself. Plus, I’ve been around a lot longer. She may not have tried this one specific dessert, but I know she’s guaranteed to love it.
And here’s where I realized this was a teaching moment.
God teaches me so much through parenting. It’s humbling seeing how I can act like a spiritual toddler when faced with God’s plans for my life.
If you, then, though you are evil, know how to give good gifts to your children, how much more will your Father in heaven give good gifts to those who ask him!
When I pray for solutions to problems, I find myself more often than not questioning how God works.
I pray for help dealing with something (or someone), or I pray for someone else to stop being so… them…, or I ask for some clarity on a situation, etc. Usually, I have an idea in mind about how God should go about answering my prayers. I don’t think He’s ever acted in accordance with them.
And here I am, like a toddler, telling Him, “I don’t like it!”
He followed through on His promise to answer prayers. And, we know that when He answers us according to His will, it will be good. He knows us better than we know ourselves.
For me, this comes back to trust. Aurora didn’t trust me to have her best interest in mind, and she didn’t trust that I knew and understood things beyond her short experiences in life.
No matter how much I think or claim to trust God, I don’t. Not to the extent that I should. He’s a father, and He loves me, and He knows the perfect answers and the perfect timing. He has not only experienced everything, but created everything that we are even able to experience. That warrants a whole new level of trust than what I’ve given Him.
Talk about a humbling, educational moment. I love being a mom.