The Gift of Heart-Shaped Biscuits
I’m sitting in my chair thinking back over the week. It didn’t start so great, but it’s Wednesday afternoon, and the gifts in my life have increased beyond number already. As I’m thinking about the gift of children, I hear Celie, Abby’s friend, playing in the back of the house say, “Time is precious.” It melted right into my thoughts. Time is precious. It’s grace given to us by God, and when we have it with our children, our entitlement should never rise above it. But, that’s what happened to me so many times early in the week. My entitlement swelled bigger than my gratitude; I was under the impression I should be getting more.
Christ paid the ultimate price – his life – and did not utter a word. He came to serve and was never entitled in his serving. These are the truths I have to lean into when my deserving-mentality rises up. And, in this reminder, I am better able to see that my children are a gift. Teaching Abby is a gift. And lots of other unexpected gifts have been granted this week…
- Going to get the mail and running into Ashley, when I needed adult conversation
- Abby learning to make biscuits on her own
- Sarah soaking in numerous conversations about faith and how it applies to her life
- Fitting in exercise while I listen to my favorite music because Abby had a playdate
- 30 minutes of really good coffee with my friend Kelly
- A table of young adult girls discussing creative ways of sharing the Gospel
Entitlement easily blinds us from seeing that we are surrounded by little gifts that really aren’t little at all. We forget that time is precious, fleeting, valuable. Knowing that Christ humbled himself and suffered, so that we can enjoy all good things he has to offer, opens our eyes to the truth that he is deserving. He is worthy of more becomes our focus, and our entitlement shifts to praise and gratitude.
Have you struggled this week with entitlement?
Can you shift your thoughts to praise and gratitude?