My oldest grandchild is closing in on 4 years. She’s smart and inquisitive and eager to please… but like most humans, stubbornness lurks. She has mastered so many things but saying, I’m sorry is still a tough exercise. I hate to tell her it’s a life-long struggle.
Today when she shoved her little brother away from the toys she’d decided to play with, I told her that wasn’t nice. I recognized the frustration, shame, and resistance that crossed her face. I was in the same spot only hours before, when I snapped at my husband. I asked if she wanted to tell him, I’m sorry? No -was the immediate response.
We all know the right thing to do, yet getting our will on board can take time. So I sat with her and waited. I kept asking if she was ready yet to say she was sorry and share the toys… no. I told her, Jesus can help you and asked Him for her. Sweet girl, listened but shook her head.
All of a sudden, with a big smile she exclaimed, I’m ready and hoped down. Her brother had long forgotten being pushed down, but the experience was worth every second. The joy over doing the right thing is what helps the next time around. Yes, my dear it does get a little easier knowing the peace that owning your part brings.– Anna
1Be imitators of God, therefore, as beloved children, 2and walk in love, just as Christ also loved us and gave Himself up for us as an offering and a sacrifice to God, into an aroma of a sweet smell. Ephesians 5:1-2
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