I Used to Think

I used to think that selfishness wasn't really something I struggled with......

.....then I became a foster mom and my kids demanded more and more and more of my time.  In fact every time Tony and I talk about what we need to do to help all four of our kids it always requires more time.  It's exhausting. 

I used to think that I materialism wasn't really something I struggled with......

....then my foster kids started breaking things.  At first I was able to say "it's just things".  However, the list began growing and growing and growing.  Soon I realized it was easy to let bitterness over stuff set in.

I used to think that I relied on God.....

.....then my world got rocked hourly by the struggles of children and I didn't know what to do.  God can often be an after thought in my daily dealings with my children.  And all I wanted my kids to do was behave.

I used to think that I didn't have to bad of a temper....

....then my patience got tested over and over again.  My temper gets short rather quickly.

I used to think a lot of things.  God is teaching me that I know nothing.  Sometimes I wish God would give me a chance to breath.