The backward slide
On a nice sunny day, Daniel and I almost always go to the park. It was another one of those days, as the little guy decided to climb the slide on his own. As he tried to climb the slide the wrong way, it seemed like the easy thing to do. He waved cheerily from the distance. But, before he knew it, he was sliding back down again. He was frustrated and kept trying earnestly to go the wrong way, but he kept sliding till he reached the ground. Reminds me how we live our lives sometimes. We hear God's voice, we know what He tells us to do. But, just like my little guy, we insist on going the other way. And sure enough, we slide downwards. Only to stand up again and shake an angry finger at a loving God.