a humbling lesson...

Last week as G was getting out of the van at school, she realized that she had forgotten her backpack.  On this particular morning I was tired, fighting a bad cold, and not in the mood for forgetfulness.  I scolded her, but agreed to go back and get it for her since it was library and she had a note for the office from us as well.  (Plus I can go and get it for her since I am at home...I know that there are many families that don't have that luxury.).  I grumbled and fumed the whole time - I mean, how could she forget her whole backpack?

Backpack was delivered with big hugs and smiles from my daughter, but there was definitely a lecture about responsibility after school.

Then we get to Sunday.  Sunday mornings are especially busy since we have to have everything ready for church and Sunday school and get the whole family dressed presentable and out the door on time.  S and I usually get a majority of the things ready on Saturday night and this was the normal case this past Sunday.  But we were running a little late and it was a big rush to get out the door.  When we got out of the van at church I realized that I forgot my Sunday school bag (I teach the 2-3 yr olds)...the whole thing.

Big. Slice. Humble pie.   Thank you, Lord.  May we all have a little more grace with each other, since the Lord grants it to us continually.

(thanks to an extra teacher's manual at church 

I was able to make due and teach my class...

I know those are lessons that 

G must learn as well.)