James and Audrey love to go to the mall and recently our mall built a little playground for kids to play on and that has made going to the mall 10x better for them and me. We don't go often (maybe once a month) so when we do go I like to treat them to all kinds of things that they like. They love to ride in the stroller cars($5), eat at Chick-fil-a in the food court ($11), ride the story time school bus as many times as quarters that I have($.75), get smiley face cookies($3 for 2) and they really like to pick out a few new shirts or outfits for themselves($ depends on how good of a mood I am in that day!) I also treat myself to a thing or two so I usually end up spending somewhere in the neighborhood of $50-$60. Not exactly chump change. Seemed like everything I did or bought for them yesterday was not enough. They complained and whined about it ALL. It was enough to drive a normal mother too the edge, perhaps even crazy. After about an hour and a half I couldn't take it any more so we left. I was feeling extremely unappreciated. We went to the grocery and by the time that stoning was over I had one thin piece of straw left on my back. And it was quickly unraveling. I have to give a shout out to the clerk and bag boy at Publix though. They could totally tell I was having a rough time and were so nice to me and the kids that they actually made me forget for about 60 seconds how miserable I was! We got in the van and I gave them 2 hoodlums a strong talking to, among other things, and then we all made up and you could feel the love between mother and children once again!!
Then we went to Chick-fil-a for supper. It was getting late and I did NOT want to go inside and be in town for another hour so, we went to the drive-thru. The hoodlums were NOT in favor of my decision and let it be made known. What? What happened to my smiling little chums I got back just moments ago? Whatever. I placed our order, got them to accept that it was my way or the highway, paid for our food, got our bags and drinks and drove off. I parked next door to hand them their food and that's when I realized the lady had not given me MY drink. MY lemonade that I had been thinking about for the last hour and a half. That was it. I couldn't take any more and burst into tears. You might ask why I didn't just go back and get it but it was about 6:30 on a family night so the the inside was packed and I would of had to get both kids out and the drive-thru line was out to the street. No way was I getting out boo-hooing like a baby or going to sit in the line again while they fussed at me for the latest thing I'd done wrong so I just headed home. I tried so hard to hide the tears from them but Audrey noticed and as soon as she said "Mommy, why do you have tears in your eyes?" I started sobbing. Uncontrollably. Over lemonade!!! Of all the things that I had endured the entire day, this is what made me cry. What can I say? It's a crazy adventure we are on right now and even though at times I want to pull all my hair out and go running down the street like a maniac screaming.......I love my life and am so grateful for the truth in this verse that I woke up with on my mind this morning: This I recall to my mind, therefore I have I hope. It is of the Lord's mercies that we are not consumed, because his compassions fail not. They are new every morning: great is thy faithfulness. And today has been much better!