Probably the best story I can think to illustrate this is the day my daughter pooped in front of church.
Yes… that is right… I remember it vividly. We were standing outside of church in the parking lot talking to some friends. Holland was playing in the mulch by the benches beside the walkway inside when she yelled to us, “I need to potty!” I asked her to wait a few more minutes while we finished our conversation… big mistake.
I glanced over as my conversation was winding down and there was Holland, pants around her legs not only peeing… she was pooping. She was in the middle of the natural area beside the path that lead from the parking lot to the front door of the church squatting for all to see!!
Yes… mortified… that was me. But, I got a wipe out of Hudson’s bag, picked up the poop, wiped off my daughter and headed into church.
The more I attempt to control my situation or the people around me I think that God gives me reminders like this one. I couldn’t control what Holland was doing in the middle of her going to the bathroom. I couldn’t control what people walking into church were thinking of me. But, I can admit that I am an imperfect person who needs to release those things to the Lord.
God finds funny ways to teach me that… He certainly has a sense of humor.