Starbucks Sermons from my 5 Year Old

Recently while driving through a Starbuck drive thru I struck up a conversation with the employee working the window.  She started to hand me my coffee before I paid, apologized and said she was having a rough day.  She talked a little about it then took my money, handed me my coffee and I rolled up my window and pulled away.  My 5 year old asks, “What did she say Mama?”  I told her that she was just having a rough day.  Without skipping a beat Abigail said, “Wow, she must have even more kids than we do!”

I almost sprayed my coffee all over my window.  I guess she’s noticed that I’ve been a little stressed.  Between the running around from activity to activity, my hubby traveling for work and working myself I’m just about maxed out.  For every crazy moment when I feel like I might freak out, there are moments like this one or their snuggles and unsolicited I love yous that bring joy, unspeakable joy to me.

Sometimes we get so busy that we don’t laugh, experience complete joy or have moment of gratitude for the little glimpses of awesome that happen each day.  I can tell you in detail the last three fights I broke up between my crazies today but I can also tell you that they arranged themselves like they were getting their picture taken and said, “See Mommy, we look like a sweet family.”  After one of their fights, one apologized to the other and got a hug and an, “I forgive you.”  After I dropped dry spaghetti all over the floor, my son called me a silly goose and helped me pick it back up.

So much joy can be missed if we rush.  I’m going to make an effort this week to see the times when God shows up around me and in the hearts of my children and I’m going to enjoy them completely.

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