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Loved to Death

This good thing came to an end.

Jack has lots of toys.  There are tons of them…way more than he needs.  But there’s one that is his favorite – “Squeak Toy”.  And oh, how he loves squeak toy.  I’ve written about this before.  Since then, however, he’s loved it to death.  He finally ruined it.  Actually, I’m pretty amazed it lasted this long – the way he loves that thing.  He’s been very careful with it.  He never chews, only gums and licks it.  But…all good things must come to an end, right?

It gets me to thinking about my kids.  Maybe your kids, too, if you have them.  I know parents who love and protect and coddle and care for their kids so much that it turns them away.  “Give me space!” they seem to scream as they quietly (or loudly) slip away.  It’s like the kid who was raised up in the church and then starts to turn away.  The parent clings to him/her more closely and makes sure they goes to church even more.  Then, when the child starts to wear dark clothes and goth make-up, the parent holds him/her between their paws and holds them even tighter…maybe enrolls them in a Christian school.

Nothing wrong with these things, but sometimes you just have to release a little control and give the child some space to breathe and think.  This verse comes to mind: do not cast your pearls before swine, lest they turn again and rend you.  Could it be that the best things that we want to give our kids (faith and an understanding of God in their lives) can be pushed so hard that it gets met by a temporarily hardened heart and then possibly rejected altogether?

I threw away squeak toy this weekend.  My dog keeps looking for it, and you can tell that things just aren’t right in his world because he can’t find it.  It may have lasted if he didn’t love it so much…too much, in fact.

I’m certainly no expert on kids.  Take this for what it’s worth.

  1. Dave
    November 22, 2010 at 9:02 pm

    Love this stuff, Jim.

    May you continue to find joy as you work (and write) for the King.

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