This week my 4 year old was drawing a picture. It just wasn’t working out the way he wanted, and thus began a tantrum. Scribbling and yelling and crying ensued. Maybe even a marker was thrown. I took away the markers and the drawing pad and put them out of reach until he could calm down. The tantrum grew worse and he tried to Spiderman his way up the fridge to get his things. I managed to say a quick prayer, because normally I don’t respond well in these situations. And next I found myself calmly rubbing his back and saying (and I can only say this was grace inspired),…