I think one of the cutest things in the world is hearing little kids talk about God. This week I volunteered at Vacation Bible School, so there were many of these moments. I was in a constant state of "Awwwww" as I heard little voices talk about loving God, being like Jesus, loving others and all sorts of sweet little nuggets.
Every night, Hailee and I came home and talked about what she learned and I smiled as my sweet little girl shared with me what she got out of the lesson for the day. However...I have realized one downside of trying to teach your children to be morally perfect. Not only are they are much more likely to judge your every action, but they will flat out call you on it even when you don't think what you're doing is wrong.
This morning I applied my very first dose of Round-Up ever in my life to all of the annoying weeds in my yard. Even as I mixed together the concoction of death, I have to admit that I did feel some sort of sick power and satisfaction. And...I will fully admit that as I sprayed around the yard, thoughts such as "Take that!", "DIE!" and other thoughts of destruction ran through my mind. When out of nowhere, Hailee says to me "Mommy, do you know what you're doing? You're killing God's creations." GULP.
My question is, what do you say to that? Maybe I shouldn't have enjoyed it so much, but I know that what I was doing wasn't wrong. It's very similar to a scenario that played out during "Say No to Drugs" week at school. You would have thought that I was a meth addict based on the scrutiny over my glass of wine with dinner. My answer then was that it's only bad if I drink the whole bottle (while she's looking), but this morning I really WAS killing God's creation. And enjoying it. But, I guess I figure if that's the worst thing she ever sees me do, I'm probably doing okay.
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