Random Phone Calls

Have you ever called somebody and discovered that they are totally unaware that you called? Or have you ever been on the receiving end of a phone call that the person was completely unaware they were making?
That happened to me yesterday. I was calling Todd to see if he needed a ride. He did not answer. I put my phone back in my purse. Then I heard strange noises coming from said purse. I pick it up and realize that my purse had dialed a number, they had answered their phone and we were just carrying on as usual, with listeners....
It kind of scares me to think that other people could hear my conversation. Was it a "good mom day"? Or did they hear me yelling at my kids because it's "one of those days"?
I have had both experiences... because my name starts with "A" I am usually at the top of people's call list. And so I do get a number of random phone calls that somebody's keister has made. And I've been privvy to a few conversations and interactions that people didn't know that I could hear.
I have heard my friends playing and being silly with their kids. And I have thought how awesome they are to have caught them unaware, doing exactly what they should be doing, and doing it well.
I have also heard some of my friends getting angry at their kids, yelling and screaming at them.
I feel a little guilty for listening in. I do hang up quickly, and I try to get their attention by screaming into the phone myself... usually a wasted effort.
But it got me thinking about how I treat my kids when no one else is around. Am I being the kind of mom that I want to be? Am I being sweet and generous and attentive? Or am I being short tempered, impatient and unkind?
When I find that someone has been privvy to my conversations and my interactions, am I going to be proud of what they heard?
Because, really.... We always have ears listening in to our conversations and our interactions. Our children see how we treat them. They hear the words we use with them as well as the tone of voice we use. But perhaps, equally important, if not more so... God is listening.
It's embarrassing enough to know that Sue overheard my conversation. But I should be more concerned about what God overhears everyday.

Anyway, there's some food for thought.