Have you ever said to yourself, “No one can be as busy as I am.” I have never thought these words exactly, yet, to my shame, I have recently been living by that assumption. After over a week in bed due to a respiratory infection, working at a conference, finishing up high-school exams, writing a speech for graduation, packing to leave the country on holiday, and preparing to go away to work for the summer, I had almost thoroughly convinced myself I had a right to become frustrated with any “incompetence” around me.
Today, I found clippings of hair in my bathroom. As Grace is the only one with long brown hair who would ever try to cut it, my frustrations spilled out upon her. “How could you cut your hair? It looks wretched. It’s completely uneven, being significantly shorter in the front and very long in the back. Grace, what were you thinking?” Grace seemed embarrassed and tried ineffectively to change the topic. I gave an exasperated sigh, and walked away.
Later, after “putting up with so much,” I spilled my “complaints” to Dad, saying I could not believe what Grace had done. Grace was in the room as I shared these words to my Dad, and when hearing all I said, she ran off to her room with her hands in her ears. Dad looked at me and said, “Oh Katherine, can you not see? She was trying to look beautiful.”
For the first time in a while, I saw where my “busyness” had lead. Busyness happens, yet when throwing my frustrations upon those I love most- this inevitably leads to forgetting why I do what I do. During these strenuous times, I need to remember 1 Peter 5:7 – “Cast all your anxiety on Him because He cares for you.”
--- Grace, once again, I am so sorry. I wouldn't change anything about you for the world- not even a hair on your head. You are so beautiful just the way you are. I love you. – K ---
(This picture was taken over a year ago now. But I couldn't not help but upload it as I love Grace's smile :) )
