Molding

Everyday I realize more and more, how God is using my children to shape me into the woman He wants me to become. Before my children were born I prayed for diligence. Diligence I felt I needed to do all the tasks I should have been doing instead of whatever else I found to do that was more fun. Now that 5 people live in this little 1400 sq foot house I have a lot of that diligence. Once baby #3 was born, something inside me clicked. The wall started to close in on me, and I decided I wanted a new house. After some soul searching, I realized it was because I didn't want to clean the one I had. Ha! Well, now that I'm a little more organized around here, I find it utterly frustrating to have dishes in the sink or small toys on the floor. I hate stepping around couch pillows that are strewn about the carpet. I have always had a love affair with a newly made bed. I love to slip into bed and barely disturb the covers. Not because I hated to make the bed, but because I loved the feeling of the crisp sheets tucked in around me. So tell me... why did God provide me with a husband who hates having the sheets tucked in? Hmmmm? He will purposefully climb into bed, and pull the sheets out so that they are loose around him. Who in their right mind!?! Well, I should be thankful that he is considerate enough to let me climb into our newly made bed first, so I can enjoy it for just a few minutes. Inevitably before long, he's pulling and tugging and undoing all that brings me joy! God is molding me right?