My little 5 year old boy has made an art out of disobedience. He needs to be "reminded" over and over and over again not to do certain things and he keeps doing them. I got so aggravated at him today that I yelled at him telling him how unlikable he gets when he behaves like he does.
And he does! Man, he can so get on my nerves, and his sister's, too!
And still. I LOVE him. I love him so very much. I look at him and I just love him.
I hear that love is an action, and I'm sure that it is a lot of times. I hear that it is something you have to "work" on, and "they" are probably right.
BUT.
But, I don't need to work on my love for my children. It's there. It never goes away. It's an ever present.. feeling. Yep, a feeling. I didn't need to get to know them to love them, to feel love towards them. I didn't need to get into self-help christian (or non christian) books, to know how to love them. I just do.
And I am reminded of that verse where Jesus talks about parents and children...
"If you, then, though you are evil, know how to give good gifts to your children, how much more will your Father in heaven give good gifts to those who ask him!"
(Matthew 7:11, NIV)
God, I guess, loves me just like I love my kids (and more!)
Even when I disobey him over and over and over again.
It sure is a comforting thought. For me, at least.
Be blessed.
