Have you ever had one of those conversations where someone says something that just gets under your skin? Maybe that person meant well, but just chose the wrong words. I hope I've never been that person, but let's face it... I'm human. I'm sure I have. And if it was to you, I'm sorry.
Earlier this week I went to Barrett's school to pick him up. He rides the bus to school, but I pick him up at the end of the day. This isn't how we planned for this to go, but after many tears about long days and "missing me" I told him I would pick him up from school every day. This remedied his sadness during the school day and his teacher made sure she told me that immediately. He is the first one on the bus in the morning and the last one off in the afternoon. That makes for a very long day. I figure if I can shave 30 minutes off of his day by driving 4 minutes round trip, it's worth it.
So, when I was picking him up I ran into his bus driver and she started up a conversation.
Bus Driver: Is he going to be back on the bus in the afternoon?
Me: I hope so, but it's his decision. It makes for a very long day.
Bus Driver: Maybe you should have held him back. We did that with my granddaughter and it was really good.
Me (annoyed): We did.
You know that mama bear that comes out? Yeah, somehow I kept her under wraps. Or He kept her under wraps. There are so many things that I could have said, but wouldn't have made the conversation any better.
He doesn't have issues at school. He's a good listener. He's polite. He doesn't cause problems. He's always ready to help his friends out. He's social. He was READY for Kindergarten, and all day Kindergarten. He just "misses me" and I miss him when he's gone for that long too. I like to see the big smile on his face when he sees me standing there waiting for him.
I try really hard to think and then speak, but it doesn't always happen that way. So, I'm trying to stop fuming about what Barrett's bus driver said to me today and remember that being a Christian means I need to have "thick skin and a soft heart." If I let everything that everyone said to me get to me I think I would be a pretty angry person. Instead, I choose to take a deep breath and vent what she said to Him.
I lay it at His feet.
He takes it.
He's got it.