Unwrapping grace

Little Girl Feet

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My mum likes to tell the story of when I was 2 1/2 years old. Apparently I walked up to this gentleman in the church and promptly kicked him in the shins. I didn’t like him.one.bit. The man insisted to my mother that she make me apologize right then and there. She had to persuade my fanny to make that apology but I did finally say I was sorry. {But we all know I wasn’t, right?}

Fast forward 36 years and I still want to kick people in the shins.  The only difference is now I’m supposed to be old enough to know better. Oh, to be that child that acts on their impulses! A part of me thinks if a few more adults were kicked in the shin they might be more particular about the words that come out of their mouths.

But then I see the boys I’m trying to train up to be wonderful, caring men. I hope I’m teaching them to know when to kick and when to give out grace.

Ah, young grasshopper…the teacher becomes the student…

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