Sunday, July 29, 2012
A Lesson From An [almost] 4 yr old
My nephew repeated, "What's that awful smell I smell?"
He came closer, took one sniff, and definitively said, "Yes! That is the awful smell I smell!"
He proceeded to ask me why it smelled awful and then asked me what the word awful meant. I can't remember what my answer was as to why it stank, but it must have satisfied him for he was no sooner back to playing with his Lincoln Logs.
Later that night as he was being tucked into bed I recalled his question and couldn't help but chuckle.
My family has an inside joke about the calamansi in the bottom drawer of the refrigerator. All of us knew it was there. We each could see it...rotting, yet none of us did anything about it. For if we mentioned it, that would mean that we were aware that it was there and acknowledged that it needed to be tended to yet decided to walk away.
When there is sin in our lives or character traits about us that are not so "loving," it starts to smell. In fact, I'd like to submit that bitterness starts to eat away at us and makes us rot...leaving an "awful" smell when we talk.
So tonight, LORD, I pray as David prayed, "Test me and try me, examine my heart and my mind; [reveal to me any area that needs to be tended to,] for Your love is ever before me, and I [want to] walk continually in Your truth."