A glimpse of love...
Last night, my youngest daughter was in the process of going to bed when she had decided that she was going to take a new toy, a Barbie car to bed with her. When I was tucking her in, she had several Barbies and this big vehicle with her in her little bed. I asked her to hold on to the dolls, but to put the car next to her bed because it was too big and I didn't want her to get hurt during the night.
Well, she threw a fit fit and cried and kicked and carried on while I tried to reason with her. It was at this time that I gave her a warning to stop her behavior, to which she rolled over and continued. When she rolled over, I spanked her once on her rear. She turned over, wimpered (which broke my heart) and I continued to tuck her in and say prayers with the girls.
About 5 minutes later, I see a tuft of blonde hair peeking out from behind the couch near their hallway. I called to Jules to ask if everything was OK and to see what she wanted. She came to the edge of the couch and I got up and met her and bent down. She reached around my neck and told me that she was sorry. I told her that I accepted her apology.
She promptly said, "Will you tuck me in again?"
"Of course."
We went through the tucking in process again, when Meg called me to her bed. I asked her if she had put Nanna up to apologizing. She said that she told her to, but Jules was afraid that I would not forgive her. I thanked Meg and went over to let Jules know that she can always come to me and get forgiveness and for her not to be afraid.
That whole episode got me thinking about our relationship to God. How we want our own way with things and when we are disciplined, we are sometimes hesitant to come to Him and ask for forgiveness. The really awesome thing is that God always meets us, hugs us and forgives us. There is no reason that we should be afraid of the process.
In that small example, God let me see a bit into the awesome love that he has for us.
God bless,
George
