Funny, life is really all about perspective. Your perspective, others perspective. It changes everything.
I learned that a lot this past week when Troy was away.
I've found lately, that my perspective has been on the rough spots in the days, the times that I want to pull my hair out. . .or run screaming around the block . . .or (well, you get the idea)
And that affects how I parent. It affects how I live, the words I use, the effort I put into things.
I've been trying to shift my perspective.
Focusing not on the moments, but on the people. Their emotions, their needs, their lives. The difference in my reaction to things is huge.
I'm not the most patient person in the world, but you know what, this past week and a bit, God has taken me, and walked me step (by sometimes painful) step into shifting my perspective to the people. Away from the moments, away from myself, and onto Him and onto others.
And I am finding that I have a lot more patience. I get angry less and I take the time to stop and think before the words come pouring out of my mouth. (Weren't we supposed to learn that when we were like 2?!?)
Granted, I have far from got this mastered!
I am beyond thankful and praying that this work will continue to completion, for He promises that it will.