The beautiful kids I have spent my month with.
Yesterday I went up to the nursery where I have been spending most of my time while working with the children’s home. I came up in the afternoon so the kids should have still been napping for roughly two more hours. This was not the case however. After about one hour I heard noises coming from both rooms. I thought I would let them be and they would probably fall back asleep. The boys did start to quiet down, but T began to knock on her door saying she was ready to get up. I opened her door and found a mess I wasn’t expecting.
She is potty training and ussually sleeps with a diaper on, but didn’t have one on this time. She had had an accident, and it was on the floor. Not just in one spot but had been walked through. She was a mess and so was the floor. It didn’t smell pretty and I won’t lie it was not the highlight of my day cleaning all this up. It was rather gross really. Here is the thing though. It didn’t make me love this beautiful little girl less. Yeah I didn’t enjoy the mess that came with it, but I still think she is an adorable, and great kid. In fact I had a great afternoon and evening playing with her and Kenth and Christ John. They are all wonderful, amazing creations of God. It doesn’t mean I love them less when I have to clean up nasty messes.
So here is the lesson in it for grown ups. We don’t love kids less when things like this happen, why do we love others less when they create messes in our lives? I have been reading a lot about love this month and the other day I read the verse about how it is easy to love those who love us back and have something to offer us. True love is loving those who have nothing to offer us, or who are hard to love. Those people who drive us crazy, the ones who are akward to talk to, the ones who aren’t nice to us, the ones who more often than not make us mad. Those people who create poopy messes in our lives. Those are the ones we are called to love too. Do we love them less because they make a mess? Yeah it isn’t fun sometimes, but we have to love them just as much as those who love us back. Not an easy task and one that I’m not always very good at either. Still, something God has called us all to do?
Who do you need to show some love, even though they create poopy messes in your life?
