Last night at dinner, my little one ddn't like what was presented.
He said his piece was "too burnt."
The husband, in an act of compassion, got up to get him another piece.
After literally turning up his nose at what his father gave him, my sweet six year old "harumphed" and turned the other way.
Jesus spoke to my convicted heart.
I'm in a season of abundance.
I'm learning.
I'm growing.
I'm being stretched.
I'm writing.
I'm teaching.
I'm forming new relationships.
I'm seeing massive changes through the works of my hands.
And yet... some days I'm turning up my nose and walking away.
I'm tired of the meetings.
I'm tired of the trainings.
I'm tired of standing up in front of people.
I'm tired of the to-do lists about what I have to-do.
I'm tired of having to respond to people on a daily basis.
In this, the Lord reminds me he gave me a gift. He has knitted in me talents. He has bestowed upon me abilities. He has answered many cries, prayers and pleadings.
Why, then, do I turn up my nose at these things, and ultimately... him?
As I reminded my boy, the Lord was reminding me:
Rejoice! Again, I will say it, rejoice.
Receive this gift, sweetheart and tell your daddy thank-you.
Even if it's not what you think you want.
