IT HURTS SO GOOD

After viewing an episode of the Three Stooges in which a bucket of water was placed over a partially opened door, I thought I would give it a try. As a young boy I could not get the container in place without spilling all the water so I used Lincoln Logs instead. I neither killed nor maimed anyone, but I did get in really big trouble for releasing an avalanche of logs onto my brother. Frankly, I still require constant oversight and correction. Thankfully, just as a father corrects a child in whom he delights, God demonstrates His relentless love for me by His careful, steady discipline. Heavenly Father, I do not resent Your correction, for by it You point me to the way of blessing and joy. MY heart is at rest in Your protective embrace.