I thought we had Skipper's anger stuff under control...obviously we don't.
He got mad-at me...and kicked a hole in the wall.
I really do not know what to do. I hate this. This is so not what I thought I was signing up for.
I need God and I need him in a big way.
Here I am Lord begging for you to hear me and show me what I am suppose to do with this. Please give me an answer...I am listening for you...please show yourself to me!
2 comments:
Dallas
YOu are in my thoughts today. Everything will be OK, God is watching over you.
Hi...
Bob Rowan here, Cassandra's husband, just perusing her and her friend's blog attachments.
This is a tough one, but I'd suggest holding his hand every step of the way, as you, or your husband, take him to the hardware store, buy the necessary materials to fix the hole, and then repair the hole together.
Apologies, I don't know what you do for a living, but if you are a stay-at-home mother, experts calculate your yearly salary at $250,000. That's executive level pay. That's about $120 an hour.
Keep a tally of how much it cost to buy the materials, and keep track of how much time it took to complete the repair.
Show him the grand total and put it into terms he can understand: 'That outburst cost a trip to the movies' -or- 'That's the same as 20 Cheeseburgers.'
Whatever you do, however you wind up handling this, God is indeed watching over you, as he does all of us, and I think he'd be well pleased to see you relay a life lesson that he himself may be too busy to teach.
Stay strong...
Bob Rowan
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