So last night Penny had a bad night. A really bad night. And she was up for a long time...a really long time. I felt so frustrated and I know Dan did too. Nothing we did would soothe her. Teething tablets, oral jell, food. Finally, I thought we should give her some baby pain reliever. With that, she finally calmed down enough to fall asleep. We rubbed her and soothed her.
This morning, as I was taking a shower, I thought about my mom. How she never got upset when I would wake her up in the middle of the night. She would love on me and kiss me. Her patience was amazing. She would always make me feel a little better even though my circumstance hadn't changed.
And then I started to think about all the inconsolable moments in my life. Those moments when I was angry or so depressed and thought the world would end. Moments when I made dumb choices and hated myself. Moments where, if I could, I would dig a whole and just hide 'cause I was done. God was there. Rubbing my back. Telling me how much He loves me. Willing to take my pain. All I needed to do was... is give it to him. I am grateful for a Heavenly Father who loves me despite my tantrums and my self-inflicted pain.
How Great Is Our God!
It is amazing all the aspects of the Father we are reminded about as we parent. He is a GREAT Father!
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