I made the worst mistake a parent can ever make. I let my 7 month old play commando one minuet too long after bath time and bam! Poop. All. Over. The. CARPET. Truthfully the most surprising thing about the ordeal was how much I actually didn’t mind being on clean up “doody”! My little Ace had been constipated all day and with the mess finally out in the open, I could actually take care of it instead of being stuck wondering how to help him feel better. As I scrubbed away, I remember thinking that I would never, ever in a million years be so willing to do this for anyone else. But, for my child, it didn’t matter. All that did matter was realizing he was ok (in other words no longer constipated) and actually being able to fix the mess we were in.
Those stinky minuets reminded me of this very important truth: God isn’t afraid of your mess and He’s more than willing to get it cleaned up. When we keep everything inside, that’s when the real trouble sets in. Things can’t get cleaned up until they’re out and we can let it out with God. Have you ever read the Psalms? For a lot of them, the writer basically goes on and on about how horrible things are and then ends by reminding the reader (or himself) that God is still good. Venting sessions like that are perfectly fine. If I’m willing for my son, I’m more than confident that God is willing to come clean up any mess you make… as long as you’re wiling to release it….. ewwwwwww if you still have the visual 😉
Disclaimer: I’m a Christian, so this article is coming from that perspective. I hope people of any faith can enjoy and share your thoughts as well!