I don’t typically think of silverware as a way that God teaches me, but if He can use a donkey to speak, He can clearly use a fork to teach. I’ve been meaning to get this down for a while now because it’s been one of the biggest lessons I’ve learned since having Hudson.
I had been struggling with being discontent, wanting things that had been taken away, and just kinda throwing a little fit, and low and behold God chose lunch time to gently correct me.
It was a few months in to introducing Hudson to solid foods, and I just feed him with our regular silverware. I was feeding him a beet (one of his favorite foods, go figure) and he decided he wanted to feed himself. He grabbed the fork out of my hand and almost poked himself in the face. I quickly took it away, and he quickly threw a temper tantrum.
I’ve always talked to him as if he understands everything so as I was trying to comfort him I explained why I took it away. It went something like this, “Hudson, Mommy loves you so much. I don’t want you to hurt yourself. You don’t know how to use the fork, and that’s why Mommy had to take it away. The fork isn’t bad, it’s just not good for you to use right now…” I couldn’t even keep talking because I was so busy crying.
This is just a tiny, flawed, glimpse in to the heart of God. He gives, He takes away, He. Is. Good. And that’s why He does everything He does, out of His heart of love for His people. Love isn’t giving us whatever we want, love is giving us what’s best for us.
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