Today I had to put my 6 year old in time out in his room for not obeying. During his incarceration he promptly made 2 signs for his door; one said that his sister and his dad could enter his room, and the other that his mom was NOT allowed in his room. In the meantime I'm barely able to breathe or see clearly because my son is babysitting the class guinea pig and when I agreed to it I had no idea I was allergic to the afore mentioned rodent type animals; but I couldn't bear to send the little critter back when my son had been waiting and waiting to babysit it, and he's so excited and takes care of her all on his own... Anyhow, I got to thinking, I wonder if this is the tinyest bit how God feels. Even after all He's done for us, to show us He loves us, to create us and give us daily breath, to show us how to live and have joy, we still choose to disobey, turn away, curse His name, and tell Him when we do and don't want Him around. So I decided to reflect on this and put aside my momentary afflictions (*sniff* *sniff* darn guinea pig..) and take this moment to praise Him for all He's done for me, and for the love that He has for me that's beyond all my own understanding.
Amen!

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