This morning, a little boy about eight years old walked with his dad into the park across the road from me. The little guy started to make snowballs and more snowballs. When they left, dad was carrying about twenty-five snowballs and little boy one.
What was the reasoning for this behavior? Why carry snowballs to your house, when you could make snowballs in your own front yard?
It seemed like a picture of greener pastures. Your snow is better than my snow!
Or was it a picture of us hanging onto stuff when we already have more than enough?
Or possibly is it a picture of an indulgent God loving his child, while the child refuses to take them and instead keeps trying to make God happy.
“Come now, let us settle the matter,” says the Lord. “Though your sins are like scarlet, they shall be as white as snow; though they are red as crimson, they shall be like wool.(Isaiah 1:18, NIV)
Prayer- Father, help us accept your gifts without trying to be good enough or hoarding them for another day. Amen.