I could hear her pouting from across the room. “Hrmph!” My seven-year-old crossed her arms and made mad sighing noises. “But you usually let me get in the tub with Grace,” she whined.

I knelt, scrubbing my 22-month-old, listening to my daughter Faith list all the reasons why I wasn’t being fair. She desperately wanted to take a bath with the baby. As I stood to dry my hands, Faith swooped into my spot, leaning over the edge of the tub to play with her sister. I turned to fold the towels at the end of my bed in sight of the girls.
I listened to the sweet chatter that only a one and seven-year-old could have until I heard the gasp.
“Mommy!” Faith called me in horror, “There’s POOP in the tub!”
One glance confirmed the proclamation. Indeed, there was poop in the tub. Not just a little poop, but a lot of poop. (I know I just lost 67 of the 68 male readers. Sorry, guys.) I won’t go into the process that one must go through to de-poop the tub, but suffice it to say de-pooping was a debacle.
Ten minutes later I pronounced both tub and baby clean. It was then my daughter said the words that left me thinking.
“Mommy, I’m so glad you said no.”
I’ve complained often over the times God has said “no” to my earnest supplications. Now I’m wondering how many times my Lord has protected me from poop in the tub.
As the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways and my thoughts than your thoughts. Isaiah 55:9 NIV
So how can you be thankful when there is poop in the tub? Be thankful you’re not in it.
Heavenly Father, thank you for all the times you’ve told me “no” to protect me from the unknown. Help me to remember that sometimes I’m not going to understand Your reasons, but Your ways are certainly higher than mine. Grant me the ability to trust You more. Amen.



Oh Carol, this is something I can definately relate to. I’ve had poop in my tub more than once. I am thankful for a God who says “no” and keeps me out of harm’s way!
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this is awesome. i think so often we THINK we know what we want when we really have no idea. God’s sovereignty knows, truly knows, what we need and we would be wise to just SHUT UP and bend our knee to it.
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So like us. We complain, He protects. I am sooo with your daughter. I’m glad you said no too…ha!
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Thank you so much for this funny reminder of how God’s no is so often a way of protecting us. This spoke to the mother in me so much, with a humor that mothers can truly appreciate and understand. Thank GOD, He sees what we don’t and keeps us from swimming in the poop, even when we don’t realize it is poop at the time!
I love your humor in bringing an awesome message! You started a day of grueling homework (finishing the last part of my degree) with a heart of gratitude. Even with all the work ahead of the day, I’m not swimming in the poop because God kept me from it.
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I understand completely! Thank you for your post, I loved it.
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Oh, Carol – have SOOO been there! (and I was SUPER curious what pic Lori was gonna put with this :::roll::: )
Great reminder.
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Ha Ha!! Me, too Joanne! I’m sure this one had Lori scrambling. LOL.
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This is so precious and I will be honest I never thought of the “nose” this way. Thank you
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Oh my, I love this post for so many reasons!
My son is now almost 21, but I recall at least one incident when there was poop in the tub. It was mortifying at the time, but now it almost seems comical, especially in light of your story. I love how all of a sudden, Faith was thankful that you hadn’t allowed her to bathe with the baby.
And like you, I have to wonder how many times I’ve been angry because something didn’t go my way when, in fact, all along it was God protecting me from the poop in the tub. What a great perspective you’ve shared here. Thank you!
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Ahh, the infamous poop in the tub. LOL. I can honestly say I thank God too sometimes when he says no. Shame it takes hindsight instead of trust. But experience teaches us that He really does know best.
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Oh, Carol, I never had poop in the tub (whew!) – but I have spent the last little bit in a battle with my 13-year-old about the logic of my, “No’s” – and that sometimes he does not have to understand my Nos or even agree with my Nos – which can probably equal the frustrating experience of de-pooping a tub. Your scripture has me thinking about doing a study with him on that. Thanks for pointing me in the right direction!
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