I look across the kitchen counter,my toddler is busy eating grapes, all of a sudden the bowl just flies across the room and lands on the opposite end,with a loud bang."No mitch, ure not supposed to do that"I tell him firmly"please take it and give it to mommy".He grins, his angelic smile makes my heart all aflutter,as he runs to take the bowl,I say"good boy" reinforcing him .But without warning the bowl flies again and lands a few feet away with a crash, it has chipped(even though the label said it can withstand tough handling)."Mittchhh...no, this is no way to behave" I am trying to control my frustration."You better come here, pick it up and give it to mommy....this is not a ball....this is a bowl,this is not for playing" I try to explain, doubting if he had mistook the bowl for a toy.Yet knowing full well he had not, and is actually loving the crashing noise and my odd expressions and the negetive attention he is getting.Mich sports another grin his eyes very small and his neat row of rounded teeth flashing at me ,making me dizzy with an influx of maternal hormones."Look the bowl" he says innocently....I keep a straight face,"yes give io mummy now"he ran,his little feet thumbing on the floor, but before I could react, the bowl had hit my head and a throbbing pain gripped me."Mitchhhhhhh...I yelled" I got angry and irritated,soon mitch was sent to the laundry for a time out.He yelled and yammered in there, with so much pain in his voice that made me positively melt. But I had to subdue that feeling,I am his mother and its my duty to train him to have good behaviour.After a couple of minutes of battle between my brain and heart, my heart overpowered and conquored my reason...Mitch comes out running....tears are streaming from his eyes...he says "mommy and blabbers something in his baby tounge as I explain he is not to throw the bowl.He looks at me with total love , kisses me and says..."oooooh my baby" stroking my forehead . I am speechless and as I try to hold him close, he slips away singing his abc song loking for more mischief.It took him a quarter of a second to forgive and forget and find another joy.
Children are so perfect beings....so totally lovable and with so much abundance of love that u are put to shame at akward moments when u lose your patience .The innocence, the power, the totality with which they love you makes you wonder where did you lost that child u were once.
In an adult scenario , responsible as we claim to be,we seem to get frustrated ,cold, irritated or aloof after an episode of debate.We have so little of that infectious grins,free unrestricted expressions, and abundance of love that can be freely given at all times without inhibitions.Our love is so much measured, we feel we have so much little of that love that we are stingy to give it so abundantly to others.We don't forgive so easily, find it difficult to forget hurtful situations and afterwards we sulk and dwell on the issue instead of finding another joy and moving on.
That is why Jesus says: "I tell you the truth, unless you change and become like little children, you will never enter the kingdom of heaven". Matthew 18.8
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