And then I go over the long list in my mind. How I snapped at that person, grumbled about extra work, sighed when the phone rang for the 137th time, complained about all my problems, wondered why others aren't doing their work like they should. Or misapplied a payment, missed making an invoice and printed 100 of the wrong brochures. Then I withdraw into my shell and hope no one notices the tears trickling down when I return from lunch break.
And I feel ashamed and embarrassed to even talk to Jesus about it, but He comes and lifts my chin, looks me in the eye and says, "It's okay, Pauline. It's all part of the learning and I love the learning."
When a child is learning to walk the Mom sets him on his little feet and then runs across the room, crouches down and with a big smile says, "Come! You can do it!" The child takes one tottering step and tumbles to the floor. Does the Mom scold the child and tell him he should've done better? No! She claps her hands with delight, rushes over and tells him what a good job he did, sets him on his chubby legs again and says encouragingly, "Come on! You can do it!"
God doesn't expect us to be perfect or get it right every time. He sees our hearts and he is always there cheering us on!
He loves us in the learning...
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| A few late bloomers... |
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