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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 3 – Advanced)
Topic: Mother (as in maternal parent) (04/24/08)

TITLE: Monster Face
By Mo
04/30/08


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But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness and self-control. Against such things there is no law. Galatians 5:22-23 (NIV)

She wasn’t listening to me, again. “Put your pajamas on,” I yelled.

And then she did it. She gave me her monster face--teeth bared, little claws at the ready.

It’s actually a pretty cute face, almost funny. But not when it’s aimed at me. Ouch. I sulked away, retreated to the other room, and snuggled under the covers in my bed.

Now I know why her big sister doesn’t like that face. It didn’t feel good when she did it to me. And not only didn’t I like her making her scary face at me (well, as scary as an adorable four year old can be), I felt guilty for causing her to do it in the first place. I shouldn’t have yelled at her.

This was actually quite an improvement for my sensitive little one who’s prone to tears (and soon after, fake tears). I keep telling her,” Use your words, not your tears.” I guess she is listening. Flashing her monster face means she’s getting braver, stronger, more confident--and more grown up.

The kids came to find me, hugged me, gave me air-kisses, climbed all over me and said they loved me “infinity.” They’re so sweet. They finished their bed-time jobs with Daddy and my pajama-clad monster snuggled in next to me for prayers.

I’ll have to try harder to keep my own inner monster in check--or my cute little monsters will become yelling monsters, too.


God, help me hold my tongue. Help me see past all the clutter of my life to the big picture of my precious girls. Help me always see them as You do.


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Glynis Becker 05/01/08
I think every mother has been there. I know I have. You conveyed a lot of things in just a few words. Great job.
Debbie Wistrom05/01/08
Great title!
Would have liked to have read a whole 750 about this little monster.

Keep writing.
Joy Faire Stewart05/01/08
Oh, they can seem like little monsters at times but grow up so quickly. I like that you ended with a prayer.
LauraLee Shaw05/02/08
Convicting devotional.