I don’t know what to do!


Hello Friends,

I think I have said it before: being a parent has shown me a lot about how God may view us as his children. Today was no different, and I thought I’d share with you …

So my oldest daughter was asked to put something up. She was frustrated because she didn’t know what to do. I responded about where but not directly where. To which she becomes more frustrated and continues to repeat the phrase, “I don’t know what to do. I don’t know what to do!” Getting more and more frustrated each time because she is not getting an answer from me.

You see, I can tend to have a bit of temper myself and, in trying to practice what I read, I have been working on this…

Know this, my beloved brothers: let every person be quick to hear, slow to speak, slow to anger;  for the anger of man does not produce the righteousness of God. Therefore put away all filthiness and rampant wickedness and receive with meekness the implanted word, which is able to save your souls.

But be doers of the word, and not hearers only, deceiving yourselves. For if anyone is a hearer of the word and not a doer, he is like a man who looks intently at his natural face in a mirror.

For he looks at himself and goes away and at once forgets what he was like. But the one who looks into the perfect law, the law of liberty, and perseveres, being no hearer who forgets but a doer who acts, he will be blessed in his doing.

If anyone thinks he is religious and does not bridle his tongue but deceives his heart, this person’s religion is worthless. Religion that is pure and undefiled before God the Father is this: to visit orphans and widows in their affliction, and to keep oneself unstained from the world.

James 1:19-27

A soft answer turns away wrath, but a harsh word stirs up anger.

So in the middle of my daughter’s temper tantrum, I waited. I listened. I really listened to what she was saying and wasn’t saying by her actions. I could have just sat there not listening and starting to stew over how disrespectful she was being. I could, have I could have quickly jumped back and start yelling, too… but I didn’t.

Thank you Jesus!

You know it wasn’t even as hard as I thought it would be to just listen. All I had to do was take the “me” out of my thoughts and think about her. I did end up having to send her away while I took the time to process because she just continued to escalate to where she start saying stuff like, “Why don’t you just put it up yourself?”

She stopped yelling after I sent her away, but she did completely listen. She figured out a way to put up what I told her to do and then listened.

So I thought…

It may have only been a few actual minutes but it felt like an eternity to me…

Then God showed me something…

Hey, you remember that time… You know that time you were getting really upset with me because you had asked me something and I didn’t answer you ? You remember that time when you pitched a big fit because you didn’t understand what I was trying to show you? 

G..u..l..p… Yes, I remember… G..u..l..p. I am sorry Lord for acting so childish then. Please forgive me.

He also showed me something cool about this situation. My daughter was getting frustrated because she didn’t know where to put something. So she declared, “I don’t know what to do.”  Even though I knew what she meant, she never asked the question, “Can you show me where to put this? I don’t know where it goes.”

That’s when these verses came to mind…

What causes quarrels and what causes fights among you? Is it not this, that your passions are at war within you?  You desire and do not have, so you murder. You covet and cannot obtain, so you fight and quarrel. You do not have, because you do not ask. You ask and do not receive, because you ask wrongly, to spend it on your passions.

James 4:1-3

My daughter was not getting an answer because she was not asking.

How many times do we think we are asking God for something but we are not really asking? We may say things like this… I don’t know what to do… Help me… Do this…

Additionally, when my daughter did decide to ask a question, she wasn’t really asking  a question, she was trying to tell me to do it. Her anger was raging and if I would have answered, she wouldn’t have listened. Proverbs says it like this…

If a wise man has an argument with a fool, the fool only rages and laughs, and there is no quiet.

Proverbs 29:9

 Shew… How many times do we get frustrated, even angry, with God because we don’t think He is listening or answering our prayers. It may sound something like this… Why aren’t you answering me?… What are you doing God?….Didn’t you see what they did?

In my opinion, these are all questions, but with an angry heart… the are more like statements. Only God knows what asking a miss covers, but I think it starts with the heart.

Or  sometimes our prayer may be hindered by our disobedience…

Likewise, husbands, live with your wives in an understanding way, showing honor to the woman as the weaker vessel, since they are heirs with you of the grace of life, so that your prayers may not be hindered.

1 Peter 3:7

 The end of all things is at hand; therefore be self-controlled and sober-minded for the sake of your prayers.

1 Peter 4:7

Examine our Hearts. Examine our thoughts.

God is GOOD! I am so thankful for Him blessing me with children! I have learned so much from them.

So for those inquiring minds that want to know how my daughter’s and my situation ended, I attempted to explain to her about: asking with an angry heart and talking about anger, frustration, and that stuff, but I think she was still upset. But who knows; sometimes I think she is not listening and she is, but I will go into it more with her tomorrow to make sure. 🙂

As always friends,

Be Blessed!

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