I figured as I grew older, that I would better understand my faith. You know, maturity, life experiences, and such. I regularly go to church, I try to keep up a bible study on my own. I read challenging books that test my mental capacity. I really do try to learn from all the materials and people around me.
But the real teacher is the one that is about waist high to me. R3. It's funny how that little heartbeat is completely dependent upon every decision that I make has taught me so much. I have never grown so fast in my understanding of the kind of love and forgiveness that our God grants us, that is until he came into our lives.
Many times, I have wondered why God would remain silent. Why would he not give me this or that. The truth is, I didn't need it. Sure I complained and moaned, but to no avail. God knew that wasn't the best thing for me. Out of ignorance and greed, I didn't see that it would have been detrimental at a later stage in life. Until after the fact. I know I'm not omnipotent, but I can see consequences of R3's action before he can. God sees my consequences, before hand, too. But on a much larger scale. R3 doesn't realize that when I make him go to bed, it's because I want him to feel refreshed in the morning. That why he can play hard. I know what it's like to have a terrible night's sleep. He doesn't. God knows why I shouldn't buy that new camera, or shiny new Mac. In our case, I think it's so that we can try to have another child. That will be revealed later.
My point is, that through a fatherly role, I have learned much about God's role as my heavenly father. A view point that I may have never seen, without two shiny light blue eyes that light up my day. Even if they are only waist high.
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