"Nobody likes me!"Considering the immediate circumstance with her brothers I countered with:
"I'm sure your friends like you."Unconvinced she explained:
"That's because they don't really know me."So I asked:
"If they really knew you what would they think of you?"Meekly and soberly, she replied:
"They'd think I was a brat."
Unknowingly, Lisa is wise beyond her years. It took me 10 years longer than her to realize that I, too, was a brat. I thank God for His subtle way of opening our eyes to who we really are and giving us hope in Christ for a changed heart.
Jeremiah 17:9 "The heart is deceitful above all things, who can know it."
2 comments:
I don't remember you as a brat....
hugs
Lynn
Aww, thanks Lynn. Maybe "brat" wasn't the best word for me, but I needed to see through some inner blinders at who I really was.
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