“I want anything you gave me for lunch. Signed Emily. Turn it over.”
I love her round-about way of telling me she was thankful for what I packed in her lunch.
And her cute spelling! Did you catch the “end thing” in place of “anything”?
“Abby doesn’t want what you gave her.”
Because I am her mother, and because she wasn’t around, and because the spelling was just too funny, I laughed at this precious little sign of being a mother to a first grader.
But reading this note made me think about how I leave similar notes for my Father – my Heavenly Father.
I write in my journal how much I am thankful for this and for that and then in my twisted sinful way I ask that God will make so-and-so thankful for what she/he has, too.
Or perhaps I “celebrate” with God for helping me bite my tongue in a certain conversation and then ask that He would help the other person to learn to do so, too.
I don’t know about you, but I find myself always eager to compare myself to others and try to convince God that I am doing so much better than those around me. Instead of leaving notes to God, I need to look at His note to me and remember what a dirty, rotten, wicked sinner I am.
“What then? Are we Jews any better off? No, not at all. For we have already charged that all, both Jews and Greeks, are under sin, as it is written: “None is righteous, no, not one; no one understands; no one seeks for God. All have turned aside; together they have become worthless; no one does good, not even one.” “Their throat is an open grave; they use their tongues to deceive.” “The venom of asps is under their lips.” “Their mouth is full of curses and bitterness.” “Their feet are swift to shed blood; in their paths are ruin and misery, and the way of peace they have not known.” “There is no fear of God before their eyes.” – Romans 3:9-19
And let His Word turn my prideful comparing into praise for the AMAZING SAVIOR I have!