I have been struggling with patience these past few weeks. A lot.
I have felt it rear its ugliness all throughout my day.
During outfit picking time.
While trying to get out the door. On time.
Watching them fight over a game of Memory.
During ear-piercing screams when he doesn't get his way.
While giving them a bath.
When I try to show how to write the letter 'k' and she doesn't agree.
It's not pretty, my heart.
For a few weeks I have been trying to figure out what God is trying to teach me,
how He is stretching me, how He is helping me grow.
I think this is it, right now.
As I am trying to love, teach and train my kids,
God is trying to teach me patience.