Isaac started his second round of potty training this week. We had tried back in the summer but had to give it up when he came down with an ear infection. This time around, however, there is no turning back, even though he has caught a cold. We've had more failures than successes thus far which for me is quite frustrating and disheartening. I realize that potty training, in the grand scheme of things, doesn't seem like a great need, but it is at this moment for me. And I guess instead of praying simply that Isaac "gets it" quickly so that I no longer have to clean up all the messes and wash underwear every day, my prayer should go beyond these temporal circumstances. This potty training is like a mirror for my soul that is exposing sin crusting on my heart, sin like impatience and discontentment. Lord please help me not waste this time in grumbling and complaining.
Psalm 141:3 "Set a guard, O Lord, over my mouth. Keep watch over the door of my lips."
