A thought...A poem...A revelation

As I was cleaning up yet another mess made by my son...I was down right annoyed! I cried out to God, "WHY! Why does he have to make such a mess? I can't take this anymore!" It's one thing after another. I can't leave the boy out of my sight for more than a second. And even then he still finds a way to push the boundaries. Whether it is coloring on the walls, pouring out all of the shampoo, playing with toilet water, TPing my living room, dumping out baby cereal, taking and eating all of Tymie's snacks from her, pouring himself water from the fridge (which ends up all over himself and the floor), jumping on furniture, taking a bath with all his clothes on, writing on his face with marker, pulling the tape out of the VHS tapes...the list can go on forever!

Then God pressed upon my heart, that he is exactly who he needs to be. A PRINCE of a Mighty King. I sat with that thought for a minute and I began to list off all of the character traits that I thought would be needed to be a PRINCE of a MIGHTY King. Courage, Bravery, Faith, Ambition, Vision, Strength...etc. And I realized that God needs MEN out there in this world who would be wiling to PUSH the boundaries of society, who will be willing to take on an ADVENTURE, who have VISION and will be willing to go out there and FAIL at times, who are AMBITIOUS to keep on GOING when the world tells them to stop...

Yes, my SON, GOD'S son, is a PRINCE of a MIGHTY King. And if I teach him how to walk in HIS ways imagine what a PRINCE like that could do in the KINGDOM! So, he is just practicing now...at home where he safe, loved and able to be taught. And soon, when he's smuggling bibles into China or traveling to some remote village in the Amazon to preach the WORD, or standing up for JESUS in school, or doing an act of kindness because GOD told him to, or loving his WIFE with all heart they way JESUS loves church...I will yearn for these days back. Yes, he is in training and I am his designated teacher.

So, with all that said I will be turning my thoughts, my revelation...into a poem called "A Prince of MIGHTY King...that's who". I am not sure when, or how, or even why...I just know that the next time I'm cleaning up some mess...I won't be crying out to God, "WHY" but I'll be saying, "Thank you, for trusting me with your PRINCE!"