My first blog was aquaangst.com. It was named for my favorite color and my most frequent emotional state at the time.
Mother had given me her prayer journals and I wanted to share her wisdom with Stacy and Holly so I would write a family faith story and then end the post with an entry from one of Mother’s journals.
Sometimes when I talk to my daughters I’ll tell them something I’ve thought of and the response will be, “We know Mom, you blogged it.”
Well, the good thing is, they remembered. I’m sure there was a lesson it there somewhere. This morning during my devotional, this story came to mind and there’s a lesson.
When I was a young wife and mother, we moved to a college town where I met two wonderful women whose husbands were also on the coaching staff.
They were ten years older than me with school age children. They would send their kids off to school and then come to my house for coffee.
Since all three of our kids were under five, the visits took place among strewn toys, breakfast dishes and piles of dirty clothes.
The early morning visits were fine with me until I realized that one of my visitors made mental notes of all my house keeping shortcomings and shared them with the other neighbors.
Well, she could have produced a best seller had we continued, but I became bold enough to suggest they come occasionally in the afternoons during nap time and I made sure the house was tidier.
We had many more good visits and I learned a valuable lesson – not everyone you let into your life will think your short comings are justified or endearing. That doesn’t make those people awful, just human, and if you pray about it, God will use them to help you grow.
In her journal Mother wrote, “Maintaining your composure in the face of unjust criticism can be a trying experience and an emotional drain; but if you can’t stop criticism, it is best to ignore it. Remember God knows what you are enduring, and He will vindicate you if you are in the right.”