A Shrug or a Hug

By:  Betty Predmore

Well mamas, as I sit here in the aftermath of my children leaving the house for summer school this morning, I realize I have been kissed, hugged, and shrugged this morning. My youngest gave me a sweet sloppy kiss as she left, excited to do some cooking in class today, and wishing me a good day. My teenager left me with a hug and the hopes that he will finish a project he started at school yesterday. Middle son…well, he left me with a shrug, not too happy wth me that he is not allowed any video games this morning.

All in all, I am feeling like a winner. Two out of three isn’t bad, right? I chuckle as I wonder if God has the same thoughts about us. If He can get a positive response from two/thirds of his children, would He consider that a good day? I am praising Him for His goodness and mercy this morning. I know that He has such grace for us in the mornings we shrug instead of hug.

Lord, help me to greet you with a hug of joy this morning, not a shrug of unhappiness. Help me feel your love for me, even on the days you discipline me. In Jesus’ name, Amen.