credit: Michelle Meiklejohn
Last night after his shower one of my kids came out of the bathroom with two bald spots on his head, one on each side. They weren't huge but they were definitely noticable. I questioned him about them only to recieve complete denial that anything was wrong and that he had done anything. After some investigation I found the evidence in a razor so I asked again. Still complete denial. Finally, confronted with the evidence he admitted that he had decided to try to cut his hair.
Torn between the desire to laugh at the absurdity of the whole thing, and the reality of needing to make a decision on consequences, mostly because of the lying, I postponed the rest of the discussion until after school today.
But this morning, as I was sitting here thinking that kids do the strangest things, I was struck with the realization that sometimes God must think the same thing about me. When I jump into a situation without really thinking it through, forgetting to ask Him for guidance, I often end up with some really strange results. And then, knowing that I've messed up but not wanting to admit it, it's tempting to just try to plow through, insisting that everything is just fine, making things even worse in the process.
And as I have to work through the consequences of my poor choice, I have to wonder if God chuckles just a little, not because I am having trouble, but simply because of the absurdity of the whole situation.
I am thankful that, even though I sometimes make poor decisions that in retrospect are just plain silly, God loves me anyway. And lovingly and gently He helps me through the results of my decisions and back to where I need to be.
Now, to decide how to handle this little incident. I guess I need to pray for some wisdom. And to remember that we're all human and make silly choices sometimes.