Almighty Josh
I was correcting one of my boys after an outburst of anger when his brother beat him in basketball. Just in case you don’t know us, competition is a way of life around here, and God uses it to sanctify us all. Anyway, it happened a while ago, so I don’t remember exactly how it went, but it cracked me up:
Me: Son, remember it’s pride in your heart that wants to win so much that you get this angry when it doesn’t happen. When we want to be the best, win every time, and be admired by everyone that is pride. It’s like we want to be like God. But there is only One who is all-powerful. There is only One who wins every single time. There is only One who is the best. Who is that One?
Son: Joshua. (his brother who beat him in basketball).
I had to really try hard to not laugh. I was so surpised by his answer. I am happy to report that my little guy did repent, eventually
. Poor little guy has yet to beat Josh in b-ball.
Tastebuds
Several times now I have overheard my children discussing the fact that “Josh lost three of his tastebuds.” This evening I heard Josh say with regard to the three missing tastebuds, “I hope one of them wasn’t my lemonade one.” Caleb chimes in, “I like my sour ones. They’re my favorite.” Where do they get this stuff?
Note to self: cover tastebuds in Science this year.
Generosity
Maggie said, “You know how I don’t have my cold anymore? That’s because I gave it to Abigail in Sunday school. Now she has it.”
Second note to self: Apologize to Abigail’s mother for Maggie’s generosity.
