“You better fix your face, young man, and you better fix it now,” said Mom to her son who looked to be about four years old.
I turned from the clothes rack where I was shopping to see a little boy shuffling behind his mother. He pulled his hood over his head, crossed his arms, and pouted out his lips like I do mine when life isn’t going my way.
His face tickled me and so did his mom’s orders. But I also understood his pain, especially when his mother threatened to take away the next day’s fun activities. Her warning reminded me of the pity trap I fall into when my own face needs fixing, but I’d rather feel sorry for myself.
The little boy’s scene looked a lot like God and me when I talked with him last October about relocating closer to our kids and our first grandbaby. Circumstances made it obvious the answer was “no.”
I pouted. I cried. I accused God of taking away my fun.
The scene also looked similar to the day, just a few weeks later, when I heard the news that our son and future daughter-in-law were moving for two years to Oklahoma City.
Again I pouted. Again I cried. Again I accused God of taking away my fun.
And when __________ (I can fill in the blank with any number of situations when God’s will hasn’t aligned with my own, and I’ve pouted and I’ve cried and I’ve accused).
But those times are a changin’ because I am a changin’. I’m fixing my face and I’m fixing it now.
Here is my “powder room” list:
- I’m practicing being satisfied with God’s answers in light of choosing “content” as my word for 2014, knowing that he always knows best. Yes, always … trust me, I’m going on 56 years of hindsight.
- I’m recapturing my faith. Thanks to friend, Lis Morgan, and her word “recapture,” I’m focusing on and praying for the restoration of the faith that I once lived by (but lost) for at least a portion of those 56 years.
- I’m saying grateful things more than griping, and I’m again daily making a 13-item gratitude list.
Does your face need fixing? Are you fixing it now? Care to share tips from your “powder room”?
WRite wHere I’m supposed to be – I believe the quote from Abe Lincoln and I’m working on my makeover now.