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Did you or didn't you?

Obedience is a pretty black and white issue. Did you do what you were told or not? Somehow my kids try to make it as gray as they can. They either don't remember if they completed said task or claim they don't remember my instructions ever being given.
There seems to be a explanation offered at every opportunity.
The thing is that the issue really is not as complicated as they want to make it. Either they obeyed or they did not.

It is during these times as a parent that I realize how much of a kid I must still be in God's eyes.
I was given an instruction and... Well, let me explain, God... I couldn't talk to her right then... I wasn't prepared to give him cash... I didn't want them to think that...
The excuses continue.
Really it's just a simple issue--did I do what He told me to or not?

Praise God for His ever tender mercy because I fear I still have much growing up to do.

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