I've had a very long weekend. It was an odd mixture of great and bad. Family-wise it was wonderful. My parents came in for the weekend, and we had a great time. The bad part come in because our youth group decided to talk to our pastor Wednesday night and tell him some complaints they had on us. I didn't know they had any complaints on us or at least not major enough to go to the pastor. And to top it off they really only had two complaints and the larger one was on me. They just said that my husband went over their head sometimes when teaching. As I told my husband, "So really they just think you're smart." My complaint however was they think that I'm bossy. They had examples but as I was not there when my pastor talked to my husband I only got the 2 examples that he could remember. Apparently there were more over the last several months. Whenever I can't get them to do what they need to be doing or what I want them to be doing I snap at them. I realize that this is probably not the best way to talk to teenagers but I'll admit I have a temper and I also have control issues. But I am one of the teachers and I have a hard time maintaining order over the group without resorting to that at times. Especially when the older boys are there and Philip is not they just don't listen to me.
I guess maybe my own insecurities manifest in some way and the kids pick up on that.
Anyway, I cried a lot this weekend. I'm sure God is trying to work in my life and adjust my attitude but it's hard when He decides to prune our hearts. (Vine and branches)
I haven't started my quiet time yet, I'm sure that would probably help this whole process go a bit faster and smoother. I'm going to try to start that tonight. Philip will be home late because of an activity at the church - not youth so I don't have to be there.
I feel a little better now that I have vented. God bless.
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