Banana Pancakes…

I love that God blessed me with two wonderful kids…if I thought I could handle it I would ask for more!  Not just becuase they smell good, they give great hugs, they are funny and I get to see my husband’s sweet spirit recreated in my son or see my mother’s charitable heart for all wild animals in my daughter…mostly I love that I am blessed with kids because of the new way God has allowed me to see Him through lessons with my kids.  I have learned more about Him in the last four years than I did in the last 24 years of following Him.

It was Tuesday morning and much like most men, the first thing my son thinks of when he wakes up is food.  Our morning greeting goes something like this. 

Open door.  Enters mother.  Son lifts sleepy head from laying on belly position and begins rubbing eyes.

Mother: Hi baby.

Son: Hi.

Mother: Did you sleep good?

Son: I ca-cakes.  (translation: I want pancakes, please mommy.)

So, I carry him to the kitchen and open the freezer only to realize we are out of frozen breakfast items.  So, I close the freezer to be greeted with a small monster.  Full on fit…head spinning…spitting…I ca-cakes…I ca-cakes….

I noticed a banana on the cabinet (little Z LOVES some nanas) – so I decided to make homemade pancakes (okay from Bisquick mix) with bananas.  I quickly grab the ingredients, frantically showing him the picture on the box to assure him I have not forgotten his wish for pancakes.  But he is now hanging from the handle on the freezer screaming and tears flowing…snot on the way.  I keep saying “look baby, bananas and pancakes!”

He finally gives up on me and goes to the playroom to pout, thinking for sure I am never going to feed him.  All the while, I am at work in the kitchen whipping up something way better than frozen mini-pancakes!  This is a HUGE hot, pancake, filled with real bananas, topped with syrup!  Yum, right?

I am finally done, the pancake is ready to eat and I go get him from the playroom.  I sit him at the table and I even made me a banana pancake to enjoy with him!  He digs in…smiles and says “yum!”

Lesson learned: So many times God asks me to be paitient, wait on His perfect timing, trust Him that if he feels the birds of the sky and clothes the lilies of the field…won’t He surely take care of me, too?  Yes, so often, I follow His lead half-heartedly or I go kicking and screaming when I pray for something that doesn’t come to pass.  When, all the while, God is in the kitchen cooking up something better than I could ever dream up…and He wants to be there to join me when I get to enjoy it!

I am humbled…again.