A lesson from a 3yr. old

I have been having some "bad" days lately. My hormones are so out of wack with this pregnancy and my patience has dwindled down to almost nothing (I hate this feeling and being this way). Josiah got sick a couple days ago and hasn't been feeling too well. I have also not been feeling up to par lately and have had no energy what so ever.

Anyway, Last night I took Josiah with me to the store to get some milk. Of course - it had to be pouring down rain so we just went to the commisary cause it's right here on base. Josiah started acting bad cause he wanted a certain wagon that wasn't available - the one's with the car in the front of it. So we finally get settled down and in the store - I got all the things I needed went up to the register and figured out that I didn't have my military ID (you have to show it in order to buy from the commisary). So back to the sections of cold products and had to put it all away....Only to go back to the car and find my ID sitting in the dash board!!!uhhh!!! I wasn't going to go back in there (remember now it's pouring outside) and do it all over again. I had only enough energy to do this one time around NOT TWO!!! So we got back in the car and went home...we'll go tomorrow I thought.

What was the amazing part of the whole "shopping experience" was in the car ride home. As frustrated and tired as I was - my 3 yr. old son taught me a valuable lesson...as I heard a little voice in the back of the car repeating over and over the name of Jesus. When I finally heard what he was saying I asked him what he was singing about and he tells me Jesus! That's exactly what I needed at that moment in time...to call out on the name of Jesus. My frustrations seem to just melt away. Sometimes that all we can do in to call out on the name of Jesus...and how powerful that name really is!!! Just speaking it aloud and it rolling off your tongue can help a mood or feeling so much.

Thank you Lord for the little life lessons we learn from the smallest of places - a child!