Me, Mae, and Meltdowns

May 10 2011, 6:57 am | Blake Hudspeth

I learn more about GOD from my 16-month-old daughter than I do most people.  Not because Mae is incredibly wise- she can say “yes”, “dada”, “fish”, and “mama”, none of which carry much theological weight when strung together in a sentence- but because I see glimpses of the love my Heavenly Father has for me when I’m with her. 

Take last night for instance. 

Mae, like every child, throws fits on a daily basis.  Most of the time I try to correct her behavior (I’m not cool with picking up green beans off the floor over…and over…and over again just because she doesn’t like them). 

However, there are times when she has a meltdown, and I don’t try to correct.

Times of weakness.

We came home from the prayer meeting last night and Mae was not a very happy girl to say the least.  It was getting late for her. She cried, fussed, and squirmed all the way through the bedtime routine.  However, I found myself running my fingers through her hair and kissing her forehead and saying over and over again, “it’s okay sweetie, I know you’re tired.”

There are definitely times where my Father does that for me.

I read in Romans that morning about the Spirit helping us in our weakness.  Though it was in the context of prayer, the Bible is full of verses about GOD being gracious and helping the weak (Romans 8:26; Psalm 103:14; 2 Corinthians 12:9).

Sometimes, I’m just very weak. tired. tempted.  Sometimes, I throw little fits in front of God.  Many times, He lovingly corrects me through His Word or His people.  And other times, He simply kisses my forehead and says, “it’s okay son, I know you’re tired. My power is made perfect in your weakness. My grace is sufficient.”

 

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