So Aidan got his 1st set of stitches 2 weeks ago. He fell off his spring horse…you know, like the old Wonder Horse…backwards and gashed the back of his head open on the tile step in our living room. Had he been riding it like it was made to be ridden, he may have prolonged the time till his 1st scar. But noooo…he needed to put his feet on top of the stirrups and jump up and down around in the saddle. Oops…
Then, this week he’s been driving me insane!!!!!!!! with his inability to act anything other than like a 2 year old. (Which btw, he is.) Now, he’s an exceptionally good speaker for his age and has a huge vocabulary, but lately, “Momma. Momma. Momma. Momma…” is about the only thing he can remember. (Well, not counting, “Mine” and “let Aidan do it!”) I called a friend to remind me why I should continue to take care of him, and we decided to take the kid to the dr to have his ears checked for infection. I was the happiest a mother’s ever been to find out her son has an ear infection! Something treatable! Hallelujiah! At least this time he didn’t go for 2 or 3 weeks before we caught the infection. Oops…
So I’ve been thinking (oops…) about a phrase I’ve heard over and over again in previous churches. “You need to know exactly what you believe and be able to defend it.” Now, on a very basic level (Jesus died and rose again, and by faith, through grace we will be reunited with Him) I agree. However; it’s often taken to a much greater level to a fault. The whole being of God is simply too big for us to comprehend. And when we claim to completely understand all of it together, we end up forcing biblical text to mean what we need it to mean. To, in essence, fit it into our own box of who we think God is. The more variations I’ve read on biblical interpretations, the less concrete answers I have for knowing exactly what I believe. Then, faith is all that’s left. =)
