I walked by a high school girl several times while shopping at Target. She was wearing jeans, a tight pink top, braces and blond hair. The first time she was talking to a high school friend as they attempted to divide and conquer the store.
The next time I saw her, she appeared to be in intense conversation with her parents. She was vehemently describing why she needed the merchandice she was waving over her head. I smiled as I walked by.
I have had many of those discussions. Teenagers lacking the resources pleading with the resource guardians to relax their grip a little to allow "just this one thing that I REALLY need." And of course as a parent what you realize is that it is NEVER just this one thing. There is ALWAYS the next item can't be lived without.
It occurred to me that we develop that skill early. We practice it all through our life with our jobs, our spouses, friends, and God.
I think I just observed how God must see me when I plead for "just this one thing". I probably don't look too much different to God, than that begging teen except for maybe the tight top and the braces.
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I'm always the one begging and pleading, "Please, God. Please!" He must really get tired of hearing "please" from me all the time.
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