…my ittle eye…

While the youth were up in Cleveland, Julie and I had the privilege of watching Noah.  That nugget of information is kind of important for what I’m about to share.

Noah kept track of how many days until Mommy and Daddy came home…it was hard to explain the Saturday they were returning, that it was late that day not soon as he got up.  To help keep his mind off of things Ju-Ju and I took him to Lee’s Summit to eat pizza…

So, imagine the scene.  An excited kiddo, full on pizza, strapped into his car seat, his mouth trying to go faster than the wheels on the car.

“When?”  “Where?”  “Why?”  “When?”…pause for breath and off we’d go again.  Then the barrage of questions changed, “Wanna play I spy with my ittle eye?”  (He’s working on getting the leading “L” of a word, but it’s still a bit of a struggle.)

We jumped at the chance…wouldn’t you?  And soon we were guessing “something red.”  At four years old, Noah doesn’t  completely get the rules of the game, so we guess red things as they go by until he decides which one wins.  To be fair, he guesses the same way – which allows us to pick the car that just went by, a few miles from when the round started.

Julie won the round, so it was her turn.  “I spy with my ittle eye…”

“No!  You did it wrong.  It’s not ‘I spy with my ittle eye’, it’s ‘I spy with my ITTLE eye’!”  Do I need mention G-pa and Ju-Ju busted up laughing?  We did, just in case, it’s needed.  Noah was not pleased with our laughter and reiterated; “It’s not funny you did it wrong.  It’s not ‘I spy with my ittle eye’, it’s ‘I spy with MY ITTLE EYE’!!”  We tried to pull ourselves together…it took one more round of correction, more forceful than the last…before the giggles stopped (for the most part).

We’ve told that story to several people…during one retelling a week or so ago, it dawned on me…we’re all guilty of similar scenarios.  We know what should be done, but we’re guilty – even to the point of not noticing – of doing the thing we point out in others.  We fall guilty of do as we say, not as we do (or think).

We join in the crude jokes, put downs, belittling of others…at work, school, with friends…and then try to talk about grace and mercy and God’s love for everyone.  Or maybe we don’t try to talk about those things; we’ve just let people know we’re Christians.

Parents, your kids are watching you…is the message you’re living the one you’re telling them they should live?

Do we get caught up in fear, worry, stress…while saying Jesus is our Rock, our Peace, our Stronghold?

Are we quick to point out the flaws in others…ignoring our own?  (Bible tells us we need to take the plank out of our ittle eye.)

We need to live what we believe…for some of us, we need to start believing what we say we believe. 

If anyone thinks he is religious and does not bridle his tongue but deceives his heart, this person’s religion is worthless. [James 1:26 ESV]

You hypocrite, first take the log out of your own eye, and then you will see clearly to take the speck out of your brother’s eye. [Matthew 7:5 ESV]

You hypocrites! Well did Isaiah prophesy of you, when he said: “‘This people honors me with their lips, but their heart is far from me; in vain do they worship me, teaching as doctrines the commandments of men.'” [Matthew 15:7-9 ESV]

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