Tuesday, August 25th, 2015
DOING WHAT I WANT TO DO
My five-year-old granddaughter Alice is a polite and delightful little girl. We had the blessing of her company this past weekend, along with her father and mother. Though she is easy going most of the time, she yet has her moments.
On Saturday afternoon, Nana wanted to take Alice to a store to get a Minnie Mouse outfit for her cousin’s birthday next Saturday. She didn’t want to go at the time. Her mother entered the scene and said now was the time to go because it would be raining hard an hour from then. She still didn’t want to go. In exasperation, her mother asked her why she didn’t want to go. Little Alice’s answer was honest and to the point. “I want to do what I want to do.”
I laughed to myself to hear such a statement coming from a little girl who was eight years away from being a teenager. Then I thought, “Isn’t that what I implicitly say to God at times when I know what He wants me to do but I don’t want to do it?”