When you care for your boys and girls, it so happens from time to time, that they will report behaviors that you wish they would not have had to report. At least for Me, who is really enjoying to see people strive and achieve that is the case. I am not setting Mine up for failing, I am setting them up for succeeding in life. And so, when the going gets tough, and I hear about their latest failing, shortcoming, carelessness, or whatever else incident or issue there may be; it does actually not leave Me unphased.
I try to remember not to get wound up or upset. I remind Myself, that on the road to victory, losses will be inevitable, that relapses into unwanted behaviors are more likely than unlikely. I keep reminding Myself that whatever bad choice or decision they may have taken, it was not to deliberately hurt Me.
I do My forms of calming down, of zen breathing, the meditation of Sir Meaner. I pray, usually, asking the Lord for wisdom, and strength, and for patience in My moments of need. Breathe, I tell Myself. * “I am a pool on a mountain, always calm and deep, neither tempest nor draught, can truly upset Me. *
No, the meditation will not be the end of the issue. It will be the intermediary. It transitions My momentary feelings of hurt, disappointment, helplessness, dispairs or even fatigue into the absolute will to get this issue resolved. Regardless what they had done there would be an appropriate consequence dealt out. And they will probably not at all like any of it. They too will get their chance to pray, to meditate, and to find calm in the middle of a raging storm around them. But not, because I want to take vengeance, or to jerk them around. Not to make Me feel better or powerful. But for their own good. Because I truly care about them, and because I know how deeply hurt and disappointed they must feel, having fallen short of a good expectation.