マスター オブ デザスター

他のブログサイトで記載したものです。日本語に訳する時間がちょっとないので英語のまま載せます。たまには英語もいいかな。って只の口実？　

We have a master of disaster at home. His name is Darren. He used to eat like chickens (according to my dad), leaving crumbs everywhere (which is getting better thankfully). He would pour his drinks on his shirt because he would pour before the cup reaches his mouth. He would switch and mess up all the DVDS and their cases for fun, trying to confuse others. He would pull out all his clothes from his drawers to play a camp out with his stuffed animal friends. He would dump out all the books from the book shelf for some creative ideas in his imaginary play. He would break apart a pen that he's using to draw.

The lists goes on and on..... and as a joke, we started to call him, the Master of Disaster. He used to repeat after us and say, "I am the Masda of desasda" when he was little, but then he figured even in his own little mind that it's not a good thing to be called the master of disaster, so he would fight back saying, "I am NOT the master of disaster." But now, he just accepts this dishonorable title.

This morning, as I sat next to him for breakfast, he quietly and sadly said, "I am the master of disaster......" I felt his heart all of a sudden, realizing that he actually believes that he is a master of disaster. I had to tell him that we were just joking with him and that he is NOT a master of disaster. I apologize for calling him that and asked him for his forgiveness. He told me in a very sad way that he was so sad because we called him the master of disaster.

After a little while, he told me that he was sorry to call Ethan a master of disaster. So, I suggested him to apologize to Ethan if that's the case. As soon as Ethan came down the stairs, he did exactly that.

What amazed me was how his heart worked. When he forgave, he was then urged to ask for forgiveness for the same thing he has done to someone else. I can't explain this in a better way, but I learned from his little heart that mercies go around. When you forgive, you will also be forgiven. Then, and only then true peace comes. And of course that we have to be careful what we are telling our kids, for they believe in whatever you tell them now. Shower them with positive and encouraging comments rather than negative ones!

What a precious lesson learned from my 4 year old!