If you have less than 3 kids than you may not know that with each child you have your teeth get a little weaker. I have been anemic with each pregnancy, and as a result, my teeth have grown weak. Some have broken/crumbled in the past 2 years. (I now take vitamins and supplements, but I never knew before what a difference they made!).
Anyway, I had to get 2 crowns this past week. I sat in the chair for 2 and a half hours, and all I left with was temporaries that look far worse than the original condition of my teeth! But, this story is going somewhere - stay with me... (Stay on task, Beth, stay on task...)
First I need to explain that I am nervous each and every time I go to the dentist! (Because one time 7 years ago I had a panic attack as a reaction to the anesthetic, it wasn't pretty). The minute I sit in the chair I start entreating God for help. I mentally sing every song, hymn, Psalter I can that is God honoring and God-focused. This practice calms me. Well, the dentist kept telling me, "You are so patient!" And, "I wish I was as patient as you are." I kept thinking to myself, if she only knew!... only knew that I am terrified I may go nuts at any moment, only knew that I cried on the drive down, only knew that I got terribly upset when someone spilled a cup at breakfast. And, then I thought to myself, "This is how I should be at home! I should pray and sing to myself and beg God for help every moment of the day!"
If God answers my prayer begging for peace in a dentists' chair, how much more will he grant me peace with my kids!