Dear Angry Toddler,
I know that you
don't hate me.
I know that you may
actually prefer to be naked and free.
I know that putting
on clothes may make you feel hindered and uncomfortable.
I also know that you
may just be grasping for control wherever you can find it.
Dear Angry Toddler,
I'm so sorry.
I get so angry when
you make my life less than easy.
I get so angry when
you won't just listen and obey me.
I get so angry when
I wonder if another mom could do this better than me.
I get so angry when
I wonder if after giving you all of myself, you don't even like me.
Dear Angry Toddler,
I'm sorry that you
see your anger reflected back in me.
We are cut from the
same cloth.
We are both carrying
the deepest need of serving the all-mighty me.
We are both sinners,
and we hurt each other daily.
Dear Angry Toddler,
Please forgive me.
May the mercy I
constantly receive begin to flow over to you when you are angry.
May I be an
instrument of Jesus in your times of need.
May I set aside self
to servant-lead.
May I lead you to
Jesus, and his mercy seat.
Dear Angry Toddler,
We have the same
need.
Jesus, forgive us
and take the lead.
