I took my boys camping last weekend, and they totally loved it. Playing with fire. Killing ants. Hiking in the woods. Burning marshmallows. You know, camping.
At one point, I had some rope laying around, and Spencer asked me if he could play with it. As I watched him try a variety of things with the rope, I observed him unintentionally tying it in knots and then getting frustrated that they were so difficult to undo. My impulse was to interfere and caution him against doing that. But I immediately realized that making knots you struggle to undo is a vital part of the process of learning about rope.
More importantly, I knew that there was no knot he could put into the rope that I couldn’t later remedy myself. And I figured when he came to me for my help, he would be impressed by my skill and also grateful for it, both of which turned out to be correct.
Now, I don’t pretend to know all the reasons God allows us so much freedom to tangle up our lives, but I do know there’s no knot we can tie that He isn’t capable of unkinking if we ask Him.
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simply beautiful. a reminder that no matter how we sin and mess up - God is ready and waiting with the power to renew us. well done again.
-csig
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