I don’t recall praying to practice patience

It’s funny how kids wreck your idea of how things should be.

Two of my children this weekend impressed me with their sudden grown-up like behavior. Another is still young enough to be considered In-Training Mode.

And the last one, old enough to know what is expected?

Disrespectful. Disobedient.

My reaction?

Anger. Frustration. Embarrassment.

And I know what the real problem is… my pride.

I worry how I look in public.

I hate looking like a bad mom.

I despise not having it all together, undone by a Little Person in my own tribe.

Am I the only mother who needs to let go of the idea of perfection and control?

I suspect I’m not.

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The importance of learning truth

My mom as a young woman, before I was born, worked at a large bank in Manhattan. As a bank employee, she was trained to recognize counterfeit bills. Down in the basement of the bank, my mother counted bill after bill, touching, feeling the money. She learned color, texture, weight of the paper.

My mom, and her fellow bank tellers, learned what was false by knowing first what was real.

Readers, do you see how this applies to us?

Never can we learn the ins and outs of all the false teaching in the world today. There is simply too much of it. Just go to your local bookstore, plug into the Internet, turn on your TV. It’s there.

Christian, be like my mom in the Manhattan bank. Recognize the lie, not by knowing what’s wrong with the counterfeit, but by knowing the truth.

Read your Bible. Get to know the words. Learn to combat the false by knowing first what is true.

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