God the Father

i was just down in savannah with my mom and brother. at one point, we were sitting on these giant marble steps by the jepson museum of art, waiting for it to open. there were a couple of other people near by also waiting. next to us was a family, the mom, dad, and two little kids. the little girl stood up on the edge of the top step and was so excited that she could see everything around her. then her dad lifted her up and set her down on a lower step and told her that she couldn't stand up there. she threw an absolute fit. the girl started crying and asked her dad why she couldn't stand there and kept saying that she wanted to go back. he told her it was because the ground was hard, the edge was sharp, and it was a long way down. he said that he knew she would fall and didn't want to see her get hurt.

we are so much like that little girl. we climb up onto these dangerous places and are so excited at where we got ourselves. and then God comes along and tells us that we can't be there. we all have a different step that we climb up on top of, whether it is partying, pride, selfishness, lying, greed, or something else. we get so angry at God when He tells us we shouldn't be there. we cry and scream and get angry at Him and always ask the inevitable question:why? and the answer is simple: the ground is hard, the edge is sharp, and it's a long way down. He knows that we will fall, and He wants to protect us. but very much like that little girl, we want our own way. i thought that it was a beautiful picture of God.