Today, I woke after about six hours of sleep–sleep that, due to apnea, is not always refreshing.
Today, I woke up with a stiff neck, a headache, and a grumpy disposition. Owing to the fact that I didn’t sleep so well, I guess.
My poor kids. Whatever attitude they spewed, I spit right back at them. You know, that fine line between berating and derision? I straddled it.
Way to go, me! Yay, team dad! You rock!
Not so much.
J-Dog (my son) was upset about something–and I gave it right back to him.
He was then also the first to proffer forgiveness (this bothered me–I mean I’m the adult, right?); he said he was sorry.
“Um, dad, don’t you have anything to say?”
“Are you sorry for getting mad?”
I didn’t want to say it–wanted in fact to hold onto it a bit–but I did.
The last thing my wife said to as the kids and I were leaving for school?
“Why don’t you pray? Start your day on the right foot?”
So we did. I prayed a prayer I read that C.S. Lewis used; it reads “God, grant me an unblemished beginning, for I have done nothing yet.”
Nothing but screw up, that is.
I like that prayer. I like that days that start out rough and rocky can be redeemed. That nothing is beyond God’s grace to those that believe. Not even screw-ups like me.
Truth be told, however (as I alluded to above), I wanted to hold onto my inner “Grumpy McGrumperson.” Wanted to stew in my “screwed-upness” for a bit.
But I’m so glad I didn’t.
How about you? Do you ever have days like this? Answer, or I might kick you off my lawn! 😉