I had stepped out of the room and left my son to himself for just a second. Typically, I hear him all of the time. Sometimes he’s banging a toy on the table…or hitting his head on it…or crying…or crawling. This time, when I stepped out, I listened for him, but couldn’t hear him. As you can probably guess, 9 times out of 10, that means he’s up to no good. This time was no exception. Here’s what I said about it on Twitter:
Caught my 10 month old son snacking on dog food. Probably tastes better than his pureed snap peas.
I am positive that his pureed peas, though they look and smell pretty gross, are vastly more tasty than dog food. Dog food was created for, well, dogs. Pureed peas, while not created for me (thank you very much, I’ll stick with non-pureed veggies), were created for humans to enjoy…or at least for humans to consume and receive energy from.
I can’t imagine that Rex was truly satisfied with the dog food. Though he cried when I took it out of his mouth, but at some level he was saying, “Thank you for taking that nasty stuff out of my mouth!” I didn’t discipline him…he didn’t know better, the food was accessible, and it was something new. I simply removed it from his mouth, and carried him away from the food bowl. Like I said, he did cry, but it was only for a moment.
I wonder how many of us need some junk removed from our lives. How many of us need God to come in and remove that thing that is ultimately unsatisfying? That will ultimately leave a bad taste in our mouth and our stomachs unnourished…that “seemed like a good idea at the time.” It won’t be fun in the moment, but looking at the bigger picture, getting rid of the nasty dog food is what’s best for you. Go ahead and spit it out. Turn from it. Run away from it. That’s what repentance is.
God’s ready and willing to forgive. Even for our dumbest mistakes. Why not give Him a shot?