I’m at the point today where if I’m not honest, I feel like I’m gonna explode.

Please don’t get me wrong.  Everything I said about helping with toddlers at Kids’ Kamp is true.  It is a joy.

But I’m really tired.

I do well until we get in the car to go home from KK, and I find myself (literally) covering my ears at the whining.  My brain physically hurts.  I feel like I can’t deal with one more need until I have just a few minutes of quiet. 

I wish that wasn’t true.  I wish I had an unlimited reservoir of patience with all kids. 

But I don’t.

I have to ask God, often under my breath (but definitely out loud), to be patience and love and kindness in me.  To hang on to me until I can catch my breath soon with a little alone time.  He always hangs on, but sometimes my sin wins out and I get snippy.

Does that ever happen to you?

If it’s all the same to you, here’s my prayer tonight:

Jesus, thank You for the gifts You’ve given me. 

I thank You for them even though they probably don’t include opening a daycare anytime soon. 

Thank You that so many people in my life do have gifts with little ones and regularly bless my family with those gifts.

Please, in turn, help me to bless them with the gifts You’ve given me.

We all need You and we all need each other. 

Thank You that Your grace is absolutely sufficient and that Your power shows up best in weak people.

I love you.

Amen.