Grace and a plastic trumpet
There has been nothing more challenging or rewarding in my life than being a mother. My sister, Frances tried to warn me but I thought, “I have a dog, how much harder can it be?” 🙂
I am a big picture person. I try not to get bogged down in the little details of life that can nip at your heels like a terrier with height envy. How this has translated into my role as a mother is simple, I let little things go and chose the hills that I would die on. For me there are very few non-negotiables in life. There is love, there is truth, there is grace and there is forgiveness. Christian and I met on the hills of grace and forgiveness. Both held our ground for a while but I was the more committed to stay for as long as it took.
When Christian brought his report card back from first grade I could tell by his face that he was upset. He handed it to me with a quiet desolation. I opened the envelope and looked to see what has evoked this crisis and could find nothing. He had five A’s and one B. I read the comments of his teacher to see if the evil resided there but she said he was a joy to teach. So I asked him what was wrong. “Mom, I got a B! A B!!!” I tried to talk to him about what a great report this was but he just couldn’t hear me. So, I saw the hill and made my plan of attack. I pulled a chair into the center of the kitchen floor and asked him to sit on it. I disappeared upstairs and came back with an array of party items. I had a goofy hat on my head, feather boas around my neck, streamers and a plastic trumpet. Christian looked at me but said nothing. I put on some music and marched around his chair, blowing the trumpet and waving streamers in the air. When he couldn’t take it any more he asked me what on earth I was doing so I sat down on the top on the hill and told him.
“Babe, you are going to meet a lot of disappointments in life. How you face them is up to you. You can spend the rest of your life focussing on what you got “wrong” or celebrate the grace of God that loves and accepts you in every moment. You can sit there for as long as you like hating your one B or you can join the party out here celebrating your 5 A’s. Only you can choose.” It took a good fifteen minutes before a very noisy drum was added to the parade but it was worth the wait.
As you look at your life, what do you see? You can focus on the failures or join with the rest of the messy crowd in God’s Big Parade of Grace.