My two year old's new favorite phrase is, "No, I don't want to." He blurts it
out almost constantly, but especially at mealtimes, nap times, or when I try
to hold his hand crossing parking lots. The latter requires me to pick him
up while he's kicking, flailing, and screaming until we arrive to safety. I'm
now immune to this embarrassing scene.
How often do I feel like saying, "I don't want to," or even more appropriately,
"I don't feel like it?" Lately, all I want to do is curl up on the couch and nap.
True, I have two small children and another one on the way, but stuff still
needs to get done. I still need to keep up with the house, prayer time, and
my writing. Even as an adult, there are times I wish I could behave like my
son and get away with it.
Even if just inwardly, we can throw our own little tantrums when something
doesn't go our way. I'm thankful our Heavenly Father is not only immune
to them, but covers us with His mercy and grace. This doesn't give us a
license to behave badly, inwardly or outwardly. However there have been
times in my life when I, spiritually speaking, was kicking and screaming,
and God brought me to safety anyway. I'm thankful He's so good to us,
especially when we don't deserve it.