I was using the bathroom when I heard Justice calling out to me: “Mommy, Justice hungry. Justice needs food.” (Yes, he always speaks in third person…we’re working on it.) Justice has quite a dramatic flair, so most everything he says is infused with lots of emotion. When I came out of the bathroom and he continued to ask for food, I playfully asked him “Who is your mommy and why doesn’t she feed you?”. His response made me stop and check my priorities.
“Mommy my mother. Justice wants to go to Grammy’s house and eat food.”
Was I being that inattentive to make my child think he’d have to go to Grammy’s (my moms) in order to be fed? Christopher and I have been quite busy lately and spending a lot of time working. I knew that Justice had been missing me and craving extra attention, but I was putting him off – trying to get just one more project done.
Apparently he had noticed. And was feeling a bit neglected.
A Reminder of Grace
I headed into the kitchen to make dinner, thanking God for the reminder of where my priorities should be. Justice is so forgiving. At two years old he thinks that, for the most part, the sun rises and sets with mommy and daddy. But he won’t always be so innocent and willing to overlook offenses.
I want to be infusing into his life the truth that I will always be there for him. That I will always listen to him. That I’ll always make him food if that’s what he needs.
In the morning Justice will have forgotten about this incident, but I hope I haven’t. I hope that in the midst of the busy seasons of my life that I will always put the needs of my children above my work. Because even though my work is ministry, it should never come before the ministry I have to my family.
As I put the boys to bed tonight I snuggled them a little longer. I rocked them a few extra minutes and read them an extra book. The leftover food on the plates got a bit sticky and the floor remained unswept. But my children were reminded of their mother’s love and hopefully that showed them the Father’s love as well.