How your day is going is really a matter of perspective. Really. It is.
The other day I was having one of those days where I had allowed my perspective to get knocked around a bit. I had overslept. The kiddos had not. A couple of the little ones really should have slept a bit longer. (This means they were really, really grumpy. So was I. Fun times.) School just wasn’t happening the way it should. Energy was abounding and the weather was not outdoor play friendly. Honestly, it all boils down to the fact that mommy was in a bad mood. And I allowed my thoughts to keep me in a bad mood.
Until God gave me a little smack upside the head and put my perspective back on track.
I was standing at the kitchen sink ignoring the squeals of laughter and joy coming from the back room and looked out the window. What did I see?
Yep. A school bus. I looked out the window and saw a school bus letting off some children. No big deal, right? It was 5:01pm. Five o’clock in the evening. Hello??? School is out before 3 and we are getting home at 5?!?!? We are not in a big city where the children are bussed across town. I could not believe it.
And that is the moment the squeals from the other room penetrated my brain. And my perspective changed.
Those children could have been my children just getting home from a long day at school. Just walking in the door as I was cooking dinner. But my children were home. With me. With each other having a blast.
I’m not sure what they were playing. They were having a great time. When Sam woke up and I couldn’t finish dinner, Mary took over and just pretended their cook had died and she needed to take over preparing their meals.
This child cracks me up. She can make cooking into a part of their adventures out West.
And if I was still struggling with a grumpy attitude, well, this face really helped my heart. The girl means business.
Perspective is such an important thing. I’m so thankful for seeing that school bus drive by the house. I was focusing on all the wrong things. I was focusing on how loud the kiddos were instead of the joy coming from those squeals. I was complaining about chores not getting done instead of focusing on my mean cook always ready to lend a hand. I was focusing on siblings’ little squabbles and forgetting the bond of friendship they share.
How’s your perspective today?
“Finally brethren, whatever things are true, whatever things are noble, whatever things are just, whatever things are pure, whatever things are lovely, whatever things are of good report, if there is any virtue and if there is anything praiseworthy – meditate on these.”
Philippians 4:8
***Disclaimer: I homeschool my children and I stand firm on that choice. No offense intended to those who send their kiddos to public school and use the big yellow bus.





Melissa