Revise Your Story
CELEBRATE This Week [No. 232]
More and more I’ve been making breakfast before I leave. They come to the table and eat when it works in their morning routine. I don’t micromanage to have them all at the table at the same time.
I’m getting better at the breakfast gig. I’m learning the small things that make them feel special. Blackberries on the girls’ plates. Orange juice for Jay. Chocolate milk materials lined up for Sam to make his own.
Making breakfast doesn’t take very long. It’s a matter of minutes to scramble eggs and make cinnamon toast. Even on the most rushed mornings, I can find time to make breakfast. It makes their days go better.
Midweek, these guys gave me pause as they sat at the breakfast table. I first noticed the giggles and the gentle conversation. They were all at the table, unrushed and chatting. I stopped doing the dishes and took it all in.
No one was catty or irritable or critical. No one was withdrawn or grumpy. No one was being goofy or dramatic.
They were comfortable and at ease.
I almost didn’t take a picture because I thought the table was too messy. I snapped a picture anyway, because the moment mattered too much. To reach a point where they are comfortable being together, that is something I want to document. This is a major revision in our story.
Many mornings someone is critical, someone is irritable, someone is hurt and someone is withdrawn. This is not our final story.
And our story isn’t the messy table and burnt out light bulb. Sam painted a bible verse on a canvas the night before. He put it in a gift bag and gave it to Hannah as encouragement. No one reminded him to clean up his mess because Andy was at youth group with the girls, and Jay was helping me put together a new bed frame.
Our story is being revised. It doesn’t end with critical and irritable children any more than our kitchen table is still a mess. Sam cleaned up the table, and we keep revising the way our story goes.
It’s a story of being a forever family saved by grace.