Monday, September 8, 2008

An irony of parenthood

As of recent, Elizabeth has been very impatient while waiting for me to fix her bottle and when I'm trying to transition her from her bottle to her solid food.  She does this high-pitch squeal that resembles a very loud (and annoying) whine.  The other day when this happened I thought this would be a great time for me to talk and explain to her why she has no need to whine.  The conversation (if you even want to call it that since I obviously do all the talking) went like this:

Me:  "Sweetheart, mommy really wants to teach you to be patient.  Has mommy ever not feed you?"
Elizabeth:  Whine, whine, whine, whine...
Me: "Mommy has been providing all that you need, and I never want to keep something from you that would be good for you."  
Elizabeth: More whining, whining, whine...

In the midst of what I thought was a pretty pointless conversation (since she apparently has no idea what I had said) it struck me...

How many times (especially in our process of moving to Minneapolis) have I whined to God impatiently about wanting something right away.  I caught a glimpse of my relationship with God, when in the midst of my whining, He took my hand and said He did not want to withhold any good thing from me.  That He, more perfectly than I could ever meet Elizabeth's needs, has provided for my every need through Jesus Christ.  In that instance, I realized how much I am like my 8-month, impatient daughter and how much God loves me, a sinner, yet His child.  

I love the irony of when I was trying to teach my little girl patience, God rich in grace taught His little girl a thing or two about patience.



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