Our week got off to a rocky start.
On Monday morning my older two children (ages 5.5 and 6.5) were playing nicely upstairs. My daughter came down briefly to get her knitting bag and I thought they must be knitting up there.
I know..silly assumptions.
About 15 minutes later they came downstairs, and I saw this.
“You cut your HAIR?!”
I tried to keep calm. I sent them upstairs to clean up the mess and took a few deep breaths. Deep down, I knew that losing my temper was not going to help. And then they came down with HANDFULS of hair. And of stuffed animal fur.
And I forgot self-control.
I was grouchy and cross and raised my voice way too many times that morning. Some things I think I did right. I took away scissors until further notice. I had the kids clean their room completely so that it could be vacuumed. Pretty straight-forward natural consequences, I think.
But I did a lot of things wrong.
I realized later that day that my reaction and how I handled it was way worse than what they did. Yes, they disobeyed. They know that scissors are for paper only. But I disobeyed God’s word.
A soft answer turns away wrath,
But a harsh word stirs up anger.
The discretion of a man makes him slow to anger,
And his glory is to overlook a transgression.
A fool vents all his feelings,
But a wise man holds them back.
James 1:19, 20
19 So then, my beloved brethren, let every man be swift to hear, slow to speak, slow to wrath; 20 for the wrath of man does not produce the righteousness of God.
But now you yourselves are to put off all these: anger, wrath, malice, blasphemy, filthy language out of your mouth.
And the list could go on and on.
My kids did something they shouldn’t have and I was angry because they know better. But I know better, too. I mean, I’ve gone through all of this with the No Yelling Challenge. And I’m supposed to be the example.
My daughter’s hair was cut. It was done with and there was nothing I could do about that now. But I chose to react sinfully instead of gracefully.
I fixed my daughter’s haircut as best I could. I apologized to the kids, explaining pretty much what I’ve said here.
And I’m thankful that kids are quick to forgive. I thank God for His forgiveness, and His patience with my slow learning, as well.
And my daughter..well, she’s still pretty cute. Braids will have to wait for a while, though.