God is Good

I had been getting very frustrated. It seemed like Hannah wasn't listening and wasn't doing the right thing, and then she started un-potty training. I knew she could do it because she hadn't been having more than one accident a day since at least her birthday. But she stopped using the potty. So I got frustrated and I yelled at her a lot. And then before long I was yelling at my husband too, and complaining about how much I felt like he wasn't doing.

And then I realized (partly thanks to my husband) that I was doing the same thing. I had figured out the right thing to do--pray--but I'd stopped doing it. And then, no matter what happened, I kept doing more things wrong, even though I knew I shouldn't be doing those things. Sound familiar?

And I wasn't doing a very good job of showing Hannah that I love her. Truth be told, I wasn't doing a good job of loving her at all. I was trying....

And so we prayed together, the four of us. I thanked God for each of my family members--my wonderful husband, my wonderful daughter, my wonderful son. I asked God to forgive me for how I'd treated them. And I asked Him to help me love them as He does.

This week is going so much better. And the only thing that's changed is my attitude.

Prayer works.

Praise God.