The son's assignment

For part of my son's assignment, i'm supposed to write a blog for him to assess and correct. Imagine that! They've started giving parents homework, as if we don't have enough work already! raising a preteen is no joke! He thinks he knows everything, is filled with snide remarks, a holier than thou attitude about everything and is quickly adapting a victim attitude that I truly detest!

My son! The sweet caring boy, who was a true old soul. Who took care of me when he was under 3 years old, while I was sick and pregnant with his brother. The boy who is everyone's friend, the kind boy who gave his own money to siblings and even friends for the collection box at church. The boy who watches out for his siblings, his grandmother, the boy who was the envy of all his friend's parents.

The responsible, dependable, sweet, caring boy...... is growing into a..... young man. And during the metamorphosis, we've got to put up with this gorilla - frog - giraffe person. And once he's a handsome even tempered young man - he'll find a girlfriend.

OH NOOOOOOOOO

MY LIFE IS OVERRRRRRRRR

P.S - Son, this is your assignment. 

When we pray, we often ask God for His will to be done; but often we only want to hear a 'yes'. We don't want to hear any other reply - worse, we often want to twist His arm into doing as we want - our 'errand boy'.

Boy, it is SO hard, when God says No to something we desperately desire, even if that thing we desire is not really beneficial to us. It's just something we want, like a tattoo.

I believe we have been walking in God's will, but sometimes I really want to throw a tantrum when I don't have my way. And He's been saying an awful lot of 'No's' lately.

I pray for grace to learn the lesson He is teaching me. 

All my hands have made I'm laying down

All that I hold dear, my many crowns

I have tasted and seen of Your great love

You satisfy me, You satisfy me