Even Jesus had a few bad days. And got by with a little help from his friends.
Now, before y'all start jumping all over me, calling for my head, hear me out. Jesus came down to live the life of a man. He was born as all men are born. Grew slowly as we humans grow. He had a mom and a dad. Siblings. He worked. He slept. He laughed. He cried.
I mean tears were shed at the news of Lazarus passing. Grant it, He did resurrect Lazarus. But he felt that pain of loss just like the rest of us. You can't tell me He didn't have a few just off, odd, bad days. Not so bad that a friend dies, but the kind we suffer through regularly.
Kid brings home a bad grade and now you've gotta put on the mean parent face. And suddenly everyone is angry. Car gets hit in the parking lot and not so much as a note is left. Work fire after work fire crops up and you don't have enough water to put them out. Those kind of bad days.
But, when we have those days, there's hopefully someone we can turn to. Yes, we can turn to God. But, I mean a flesh and bone human you can call and vent to about the crumby day you're surviving through. I'll bet Jesus got by with a little help from his friends just like we do.
The sulky teen and I had this discussion today. Really, it was more like I had a long stream of consciousness thought out loud and she was just present to hear it. Her day went a little left and caused some serious sulking. (Which I am not a fan of but that's a whole different conversation) She doesn't like to talk when things go wrong. A lesson I wish I'd learned long before my thirties and one I'm trying to teach her young.
I had to remind her that we don't need to figure it all out on our own. That's why there are parents and siblings and friends surrounding us. Then, I had to go be all deep-thought inducing and pointed out my thoughts on Jesus needing his people too because I'm willing to bet he had bad days and needed an ear too.
She looked at me like I had two heads as I rambled on about everybody needing somebody sometimes. I totally just sang the entire song in my head. I digress. I had to remind her that we aren't supposed to do it all on our own. That even Jesus probably had an off day and talked to his mom. Or poured out life's blahs to a friend. I mean, if he was meant to live as man do, wouldn't that include an off day or two and a little venting to someone he trusted?
I'm sure my kids think I'm nuts. Anyone reading this might also question my sanity. I can promise that some of it is still in tact. I do have five kids after all! LOL! But, to me, it makes perfect sense. When Jesus had an off day, he found the ear of someone he trusted and let it out. If only I could get my kids to understand that lesson.
Dude, this momming stuff is rough, she sighs as she feels another hair turn gray….😂
Have kids they said…😂
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