I don’t think anyone can make us loose our focus quicker than children.
In the blink of an eye…things happen, many things, never just one thing.
During dinner yesterday my dear little, feisty little, tender little, can’t sit still little two-year-old grandson took a spill sideways at the dinner table. Cup in hand he fell over sideways. In a split second his cup and most of his dinner was on the floor lying in the middle of the water that spilled from his cup. My daughter and I both jumped to check on his head, which of course he hit.
In this same moment his little brother of 7 months old bit himself.
Yes, he puts everything and I do mean everything in his mouth and unfortunately this time it was his fist. He has 4 sharp little teeth and I personally have felt their bite. They are sharp and painful.
He chose that very second as his brother hit his head to bite his own hand and wail.
My daughter was tending to her two year old and I was mopping up the floor.
We were trying to talk to her 7 month old and calm him down with our voices.
All the while…
My tender little, feisty little, big brother little, practical little, orderly little grandson of four years old decided to complain because his sock got a little wet during the big “spill”.
That was HIS focus.
It got wet.
Never mind that his brother hit his head or that the dinner is all over the floor.
Never mind that the baby is crying.
His sock was wet.
It’s in these moments when you have to just look at each other and laugh!
We can choose what we focus on.
I have a verse that I’ve taped to my mirror in the bathroom to remind me of my choices, especially in my thought life.
I will share it with you at the end of this blog.
Before I do that…I want to share another story with you.
It is also it about a choice.
A choice to remember the good and not the bad.
Before that lovely dinnertime yesterday, I was helping our two year old wash his hands before eating his dinner.
He looked up at me and said the strangest thing.
“Grandma…remember when I was sick and I was on the couch and I threw up”.
(Yes, of course I remember this…it was just a few weeks ago)
“Well, let’s do that again”!
Throw up again…no thank you!
But that is not the part he was choosing to remember.
He was remembering the couch time, The extra cuddle time, The cozy blanket time, The day spent in pajamas. The time when I spent the night because the whole family got sick with the stomach bug.
He was remembering the story time together on the couch.
He was remembering the jello I made and the special table I set up by his side that contained ice chips and saltine crackers.
He chose to remember the good.
God’s Word says He can take the bad and turn it for good.
This is a case in which He clearly did that in the mind of my grandson.
May God turn your bad to good and may you choose to focus on the good, pure, and lovely.
“May the Words of my mouth and the meditation of my heart be pleasing to you, O Lord, my rock and my redeemer.”
“And we know that God causes everything to work together for the good of those who love God and are called according to His purpose for them.”
“…Fix your thoughts on what is true, and honorable, and right, and pure, and lovely, and admirable. Think about things that are excellent and worthy of praise.”