mandy was sick today...she caught what eli richard was gettin over. i hear it comes with the territory. so, i left work mad early to come home to 'save her'. about an hour later i was wondering who would save me? all you stay at home moms out there...
big ups. single parents,
HUGE ups. these two boys were so excited daddy was home and when we locked mommy into her room to sleep it was like they said, 'lets see if dad knows all mom's boundaries'. i did...but good night, i'm worn out. what if i touch this? what if i throw that? what if I push him? what if I hit you? trying to cook dinner with them BEGGING for food or for me to go back to throwing them on the couch put me on the edge of speaking rather loudly to 'stop it, just stop it'....thankfully, there was that lil nudge reminding me of my stewardship responsibilities to these boys and i kept my trap shut...
...i listened to 2 sermons in the last few weeks by Eric Mason out at Epiphany Fellowship in Philly, (brother can BRING IT!) One on Psalm 24, the other on the second parable of Matthew 25. And while we were working through Matthew 25 here, both sermons jacked me up! i'm a steward, check that, a slave of Christ. what i got, i don't really got...it's not mine...i'm a steward of it; this computer, my dog, our car, my wife, these boys...
...oh how my world is changing, my prayer life, my relationships...i don't wanna mess with the master's stuff...but i'm not gonna bury it either
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