Five Minute Friday – Mercy

It’s Five Minute Friday, hosted by Lisa-Jo Baker at The Gypsy Mama.  Five minutes of free writing flash mob goodness.

If you aren’t familiar, the rules are simple.  Lisa-Jo Baker gives a single word writing prompt every Friday.   Each of us have five minutes to write and post.  No editing, no second guessing, no fancy stuff.  Just plain writing – straight from the heart. (click HERE for the official rules and details).  Then we go visit other participants and shower them with comment love.

This week the word is MERCY.

It’s in honor of Mercy House.  Just… go click it.

Last week, the word was RED.

Five Minute Friday

Mercy.

Mercy – compassion or forgiveness shown toward someone whom it is within one’s power to punish or harm.

Mercy.

luke 6 36Of all the days to write about MERCY today is not the day.  Not after yesterday.  Please.

Yesterday, from the time I picked my children up from school until the minute I tucked them into bed was one long blur.

One long blur of me using my growly voice I developed as a math teacher.  One long blur of my children whining and complaining.  One long blur of homework and makeup work and rework.  One long blur of drama.

The automated emails from the school containing behavior reports (note the s – it was plural) didn’t help.

The fatigue of the week didn’t help.

I was at my breaking point by 5pm.  I was ready to scream.  I wanted to run down the street, away from the house, away from the unending battle of schoolwork.  To be honest I wanted to strap my kids into the car and drop them in my mom’s front yard.  I’m not sure I would have even put the car in park.

matthew 5 7Instead, I sent the kids to their rooms to think.  I went to the front porch to cool off.  I cried.

Somehow, we got through the rest of the evening.  Dinner was consumed, in spite of my threats to send them to bed without dinner.  Prayers were said.  Hair was soothed down as I watched them fall asleep.  Foreheads were kissed.

I woke this morning to their voices.  My boys were comparing notes and competing for who had the meanest teacher.  They were giving vent to all the woes that befall children when they are being stretched and asked to mature by a stern but understanding school.

I listened, unseen.

And I realized… they need mercy.

colossians 3 12They are giving it their all.  This school thing is hard for them this year.  For the one who has always found school easy before now, it’s hard to see him struggle.  His confidence is shaken and he is unsure.  For the other one – the one who will always struggle with rules – the one I can’t label – this is just another in a long string of hard.  But he feels battered, defeated, and unwilling to continue the fight.

I can not push those boys further than they push themselves.

They need momma mercy.

STOP.

 

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Susan Baker
I have a passion for encouraging weary worn out mothers to find joy in everyday motherhood and peace in unlikely places. I have two elementary school boys, one nerdy husband, and two cats. I have a strange fascination for bad puns, the color pink, socks, and books. I worry about running out of toilet paper, wine, and chocolate.. I serve an amazing God. I live an ordinary life filled with wonder.
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Comments

  1. I needed to be reminded of this today. I sometimes feel like I am givng chidren directives or correcting behavior, and I need to give more praise and hugs. Thank you for sharing. I hope you have a lovely weekend!

    • I know what you mean! There are times when I get sucked into “drill sergeant mode” and I feel like all I do is bark out orders for my kids. It’s yucky for me AND the kids. Lovely weekend right back at you!

  2. You mommas encourage me so….even as my own children are now parent’s themselves and I look back at the times I gave mercy and the times I was merciless (ouch!). I am so encouraged by the hope I see for the next generation being raised in homes where God’s grace and mercy rule. You bless me.
    Hugs,
    Kelly

    • Oh… don’t let me delude you. There are way too many times when I come down with a heavy fist only to realize I should have lead with mercy instead. I firmly believe every parent struggles to balance mercy and justice. I’m thankful if when I get it right.

      susan

  3. Oh, those days. So thankful for mercy on those days, and praise the Lord that He opens our eyes to see that others need that mercy, too! (Your recounting of your day stressed me out a little – I can relate!)

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