Back in Place

Noah gets nervous when things are out of place. I get it. I don’t like it when I can’t find something because it’s not in it’s normal place, which is usually because I left it somewhere else. I only have myself to blame at that point.

The other day I went to the dentist to get a bridge put in. It was a holiday for the boys, so I took them with me. Judah had to video tape the whole thing because he has to document everything new he experiences. When he goes to the dentist, they just clean his teeth. They don’t take his teeth out.

Noah, on the other hand, was a little distressed. Every time my dentist took the bridge out to adjust it, Noah feigned horror.”Oh, no! Not my lovely paintwork!” Followed by a fake cry. It made me laugh.

Later that night, I went into Noah’s room to pray with him before bed, and I asked him my usual question: “Noah, would you like to ask God a question tonight or do you have something you’d like to tell Him?”

“Tell Him something.

“Okay, go ahead. Then I’ll finish.”

“Dear Heavenly Father, thank You…the dentist put Mom’s teeth back in place. In Jesus’ name, Amen.

That’s when I realized just how distressing it was for him to see my bridge getting adjusted. Then I thought of something. Noah thanks God for the things that cause him stress –like things that were out of place getting put back in their place

That got me thinking about how often I mess things up and try to rearrange and organize my life they way I think it should look. It only brings more stress. Then when I’ve finally realize I can’t fix it or make it better, I let God “put it back in place,” where it should have been to begin with. Noah’s prayer of gratitude (and relief!) reminded me that I’m far from perfect, especially when I try to make things look the way I think they should

Fortunately, God can put everything back in place.