Things have been rough in our home lately. It feels like the kids are more often than not very contentious and critical of each other, and oftentimes I chime in with cutting remarks to counter theirs. This evening, while attempting to have dinner, one son was chasing another with a broom and a third one got involved and got clawed by his angry brother. We called everyone over to try to sort things out and calm them down, but one by one the kids were "casting in" their own "stones". I felt like I was looking at a group of feral, injured animals, all ready to pounce and inflict more wounds. My frustration turned to sadness. Though my son's scratches were only surface level, I felt a tenderness towards this often unruly son and with it a desire to gently put band aids on his arm. Then quietly I opened to one of the most poignant passages of scripture, Alma 7:11-12, And he shall go forth, suffering pains and afflictions and ...
This morning I was looking for a parking spot at the hospital. I thought I saw an open spot between two vehicles, and wondered if I could fit comfortably in the spot. The idea came to mind, if they were parked between THEIR lines, I should be fine. They had, so sure enough, I was able to easily park and get in to my appointment without problem. If either of those drivers had parked over a line, it would have made it either uncomfortable for me to park or impossible. As I was walking in the thought came of parking spots paralleling BOUNDARIES in relationships. Several weeks ago, I read a quote by Prentis Hemphill, “Boundaries are the distance at which I can love you and me simultaneously”. If someone is so pushy with their opinions, preferences and needs, their is little to no room for mine . If I am too pushy with my opinions, preferences and needs, there is little to no room for theirs . Have you ever been in a relationship where the other pe...