We're all selfish children in adult bodies. Our being stays the same it's our body that deceives.
Yesterday as Preston spills his cup of water for water colors all over the floor I tell him to get some paper towels to lean it up. I turn back to continue reading to Ciaran. After a couple minutes I look back to see Daniel and Preston have been using soaking wet paper towels making an even bigger mess. I stand to my feet and sternly tell them to use DRY paper towels DRY! The whole time Preston is looking at me to see my reaction to see what happens when he gets caught. To see if he could do something wrong and get away with it.
Am I so different?
I look into Preston's eyes and tell him to get DRY paper towels and I realize I'm looking into a mirror of myself 22 years ago. It wasn't all that long ago I was in preschool.
Am I that different? Or have I just learned when to do the wrong thing and not get caught?
His face reminded me of how I sometimes feel when I've been "found out" by God. I know You see everything but there is this delusion that I could get away with this. Or This strange itching that is constantly asking "I wonder what would happen if I made a mess?"
I can see it on the eyes of children faced with a giant block tower...this itching...this hypnotizing desire...
"I must knock this over"
Why do we do that? Are adults any different? We know the pain it will cause the builder we know the trouble it will cause ourselves and yet here we are stepping pigeon toed towards the proverbial block tower.
Does that make every tower smasher a "bad kid?"
NO!
Does that make every sinner deserve eternity in Hell?
I suppose I shouldn't make light of sin. Block towers and adultery are two different levels.
But I do wonder, no parent can ever see their child as a "bad kid"
If we are the children of God, what is His view of us?
Eat You Alive - The Oh Hello's
Yesterday as Preston spills his cup of water for water colors all over the floor I tell him to get some paper towels to lean it up. I turn back to continue reading to Ciaran. After a couple minutes I look back to see Daniel and Preston have been using soaking wet paper towels making an even bigger mess. I stand to my feet and sternly tell them to use DRY paper towels DRY! The whole time Preston is looking at me to see my reaction to see what happens when he gets caught. To see if he could do something wrong and get away with it.
Am I so different?
I look into Preston's eyes and tell him to get DRY paper towels and I realize I'm looking into a mirror of myself 22 years ago. It wasn't all that long ago I was in preschool.
Am I that different? Or have I just learned when to do the wrong thing and not get caught?
His face reminded me of how I sometimes feel when I've been "found out" by God. I know You see everything but there is this delusion that I could get away with this. Or This strange itching that is constantly asking "I wonder what would happen if I made a mess?"
I can see it on the eyes of children faced with a giant block tower...this itching...this hypnotizing desire...
"I must knock this over"
Why do we do that? Are adults any different? We know the pain it will cause the builder we know the trouble it will cause ourselves and yet here we are stepping pigeon toed towards the proverbial block tower.
Does that make every tower smasher a "bad kid?"
NO!
Does that make every sinner deserve eternity in Hell?
I suppose I shouldn't make light of sin. Block towers and adultery are two different levels.
But I do wonder, no parent can ever see their child as a "bad kid"
If we are the children of God, what is His view of us?
Eat You Alive - The Oh Hello's