As I was leaving for work this morning, I noticed that we had "THAT" nurse pulling in. Oh joy. Needless to say, I was not happy. Now, you make think that she's no good with M, but that's not the case. She does fine at the specifics of her job. It's her mouth that needs some work. Or maybe her filter.
She only comes out every once in a great while (thank God!). But last time she was there, she tried pouring on the religious crap. Don't get me wrong, I believe in God and know well of His mercy and grace. I also know that I pay for my wrongdoing. Because it is my fault.
We were talking about how life is not easy with two special needs kids. It isn't. I'm not complaining because I adore my children just the way they are. I am lucky and blessed to be their mom. But having a 3-year old who could see or feed himself, or a 14 month old who could walk and breathe on her own, would make things easier. But we deal the best we can. She started spouting off about how God is like a gold/silversmith. Huh? I missed that parable in church. She went on with how like a goldsmith hold the gold to the fire until it is pure, so God hold us to the fire until we are pure. Until He can see his reflection is us. All fine and dandy, until you think about how my KIDS are paying the price. Really? How DARE you insinuate that my kids' issues are because I am not "holy" or Godly enough! Are you kidding me? You have to be, because no one with 1/2 a brain would ever say such a thing to me, much less in my own house. And the more I think about her saying this to me, the more offensive I find it.
So please, if you think of trying to justify the trials we are working through, please think twice before opening your yap.