I learned the hard way why there are stupid warnings on many items on the market today. Because stupid things happen. To all of us.
Bethany joined us for the Hair Recovery Project.
Very carefully, she pulled out the hair strand by strand, saving much more hair that I would have been able to save.
She worked carefully, then cut the few remaining pieces that refused to unwind. We comforted Rebekah, wiped her tears and combed out her hair with the missing chunk.
I lectured the boy, again, on how to handle crisis situations, strongly admonishing that yelling never helped anything. I exhorted him to think rationally and learn how to handle trauma without panic.
As I smugly walked back down the hall, longing for the quietness of my room, I was a little convicted. More than a little. If yelling never helped anything, then why do I still do it? Why can parenting end up being more, “Do what I say, not do what I do?”
Matthew 7:2-4
2 For in the same way you judge others, you will be judged,
3 Why do you look at the speck of sawdust in your brother’s eye and pay no attention to the plank in your own eye?
4 How can you say to your brother, ‘Let me take the speck out of your eye,’ when all the time there is a plank in your own eye?
Excuse me, I have to go pull a plank out of my eye.
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