Matthew 16:14

Jesus said, "Let the little children come to me, and do not hinder them, for the kingdom of heaven belongs to such as these."

Mother's Day 2010; I had this overwhelming feeling that "I miss my mommy." It's hard because after all of these years it still hurts, and I can never really explain it - and I don't want anybody to understand. I was able to go about my "regular" days leading up to and following that day, but my head got the best of me on that day... I kept thinking that I wanted to be a better son...

I wondered in my head, how can I be a better son today? All week God reminded me by using children, and their heart towards their parents... It helped me to gauge myself and just how far from a child-like faith I live.  I've been watching the youth baseball games of my nephews - and intently watching them try their hardest.  Sure, they make 6-year old mistakes - but that doesn't amount to much more than sports... Instead, when a coach, normally a dad, let's it fly (usually only on their own son) - the child breaks down - crying on the field. They try so hard, I will venture to even say their very hardest to make their parents proud - and they're crushed when they feel like they've disappointed...

Then there's my life: I'm not exactly sure 100% of the time what God wants me to do, but there are certain things I know He wants me to do, certain things He doesn't want me to do, and a certain way He wants me to feel about it. I'm not as crushed as some of these kids at times. I walk right up to the line of sin, sometimes with every intention of breaking His law - and still scratch that itch or satisfy my flesh. What about afterwards? Is there any way for me to justify it? Who is my judge then? the world or God's standard.