~change of plans

   It seemed as though I was on a roll last week of going to the bluff to read, pray, and spend time with Jesus.  Since I had been doing this, things have been going really well. I felt like God was in total control and I was following Him closely.
   Friday, kids had no school, so my son was home. He is 11 going on 16. Some days, he is the most amazingly, smart boy ever. He loves to cuddle with his mom. He loves to spend time in the Word. He is a great boy. But he has his moments.
   This Friday, he had one. And here is where the brutal, humble, honest truth comes out. I have a temper. A short fused temper. He had an attitude and I lost it. It was like the last week had not even taken place. I was on the right path and felt so firm in my steps and one tiny little pebble and BAM, I was off the path.
   My son is a true "mini me" and so when I lose it, he loses it more. We did a HUGE downward spiral of yelling and attitudes. It got to the point where I realized, this was not of God. Not in the slightest so I tried to calm us both down. It didn't work. So, I had to yell at the devil to get out of our lives because I could feel his pull on both of us and finally, my son broke down too and we cried together. We said sorry to each other, and I had to swallow my pride and explain that even parents don't have it all together.
   Change of Plans! I grabbed our Bibles, grabbed my son, and we both went up to the bluff, my office, to pray. We talked about his stuff (games etc) then we talked about the city we were looking at. We talked about the mission field below us. We talked about Christ. We talked about the narrow path to heaven and how most of the people we could see were not going to make it. We talked about how so many people  had hardened hearts. Then we read the Bible in silence.
   What really was amazing was, I read my chapter and loved it and learned from it but I really didn't feel anything jumping out at me as a lesson or word to cling to....but then my son said, "Mom...listen." He was reading Isaiah 1. vs 4 "Ah, sinful nation, a people loaded with guilt, a brood of evildoers, children given to corruption! They have forsaken the Lord; they have spurned the Holy One of Israel and turned their backs on him."  He then said, "It is kind of like the people in this town..." He continued to read all of Chapter 1 and spoke to me relating parts of it to this town and the hearts of the lost.
   It was amazing to me because he was young, and yet, he understood what God was saying. I tell you, it was a blessing to spend this time with my son. To teach him, to be taught by him, to pray over our town together and had we not let God take over that morning, we would have missed it.
    My prayer is that you see when you are being taken off the right path and put on a path that leads you away from Him. Sometimes, a different path looks better or feels better but you know what, the best and biggest blessings are on the right path. Satisfying my need of letting the anger out by yelling or showing my "momness" no way compares to hearing my son speak to me about what was being said in the Bible. To hear his thoughts, ideas, and life. Precious! Lord, please help me to recognize things that are not of you and to give me the strength to rebuke them and run back to Your path! In Jesus name, Amen!