When I Grow Up, I Want To Be Like My Children

I lose my cool, I yell, I get frustrated over silly things, I get tired of the ceaseless questions and hearing, "Mommy, Mommy, Mommy" over and over and over.  I sometimes waste teachable moments, and just do what's easiest at the time.  I fail as a mom every single day in some way or another.  I chastise when it's not always deserved.  I shoo away when I should embrace.  I say, "Just one more minute" and then let forty-five minutes go by without fulfilling my promise.  I could keep going, but I'll get to the point.  The point is, my children forgive and forgive quickly.  Every.single.time.  I am incredibly underserving of the unconditional grace and love they show me.  No matter what I've done or said or how "ugly" I've behaved, they are always happy to see me, hug me, and forgive me.  I am always amazed and surprised by the tenderness of their hearts.  In their young innocence and purity, they are more like Jesus than I am.  What an example to follow!  What a showcase of God's love, forgiveness, and mercy I have on display right in front of me every single day.  Sienna, Price, and Maddox make me want to be a better mom, and to be a better mom, I need to become more like Sienna, Price, and Maddox.