Puke, Flat Tires and our New Friend Mindy

It was one of those days. I work partime in the Nursery at a daycare center.   One of the sweet babies threw up so hardcore on me that there was no saving my pants or shirt.  I was graciously allowed to leave early and I walked out to a nearly flat tire.  Off to Pep Boys we go…all of us…me and my three crazies.  In true car repair fashion they bring our car in almost immediately, up it goes and there it stays for over an hour and a half.  Stop for a moment and envision me, puke covered with three busy preschoolers trapped in a Pep Boys.  Good.  Now stop laughing.  This could have been disastrous right?  It could have but it wasn’t.

Shortly after we arrived in comes this well put together woman.  Her name was Mindy.  She was probably in her 40’s, she was pretty and had a quick smile.  She needed a new battery for her car.  She sat right down with me and my crazies and introduced herself, asked them their names, ages and cartoon favorites.  She helped me pick them up so they could look through the window at our floating car.  We talked about what we did for a living, our recent home selling and buying experiences, our families.  She was so warm and easy to know.  She didn’t have any kids herself but she embraced my children like they were her own.  By the time her car was done, my kids were strategically stealing each others seats to sit by her.  My son climbed up into her lap to watch Curious George….my busy son…. who never sits still.  Instead of having a terrible, stressful, long 90 minute wait for our car we became friends with Mindy.  She showered us with her kindness for 90 minutes.  When she left she shook each of my children’s hands and told them to be good and listen to their mommy then she turned to me, wrapped me in a big hug and said goodbye.  All I could get out was a quick thank you for her friendship.

We live in this strange world where we are always connected through our technology but so disconnected in so many other important ways.  Not only was Mindy present in the moment but she was kind and generous with her time and sweet to my children.  She wasn’t annoyed with my crew but rather amused and engaged.  I will think about her for the rest of my life.

And people say angels don’t exist.  Find an opportunity to be a Mindy this week.

Halloween Candy…..Stop the Madness!

Halloween candy is the worst thing ever!  Not only does it juice them up the night of Halloween but it lingers for weeks after as a source of constant conflict.

Can I have a piece of candy Mommy?

No

Why not?

Because there are healthier options.  A kid cannot live on candy alone.

But I have been so good!

Yeah, well you are supposed to be good.

Drives me crazy!  Yesterday my daughter asked for candy before lunch.  I told her she could have a piece if she cooperated for quiet time.  She proceeded to whine, wake up her brothers and not rest at all.  As I gave up on a quiet time and headed downstairs she had the nerve to ask for candy.

No Abigail, you broke our agreement.

Moments later, I look over and she is walking across the kitchen with her hand behind her back.

Abigail, do you have a piece of candy?

No Momma,

Last chance to tell me the truth.  You will be in bigger trouble if you lie than if you just tell me the truth.  Do you have candy in your hand behind your back?

No Momma, my back just hurts.

Seriously?  She’s five and she bold faced lied to me.  She’s advanced for her age, what can I say.  It broke my heart.  She’s too little to be covering things up.  Have I not created a safe place for her to be honest?  I was so hurt by her lie.

How often do we do just that to God?  How often do we cover up something and try to hide it when God is looking at us and saying, “I see that hand behind your back.  It will be easier if you tell me the truth.”

What’s in your hand behind your back?  I could be a past experience that you can’t talk to God about yet?  Maybe it’s an addiction that has taken the place of God in your life.  Maybe it’s stress instead of trust in God.  Perhaps its judging others instead of loving them.  It’s different for all of us.  For me, I feel like it’s often a cupcake instead of self control or snapping instead of patience.

Whatever it happens to be, God is offering an easier road in exchange for our honesty with Him.  Remove the hand from behind your back, open your palm and accept the plan.