I threw a ridiculous selfish fit yesterday. A poor-me-I’ve-been-wronged silly tantrum. I called Hillery to rant, whine and complain. I can’t figure out why she hasn’t started screening my calls by now.

When I got off the phone, Sarah asked to watch the Jesus Film. Still steaming about some imagined injustice, I overheard Jesus speaking on the video. His words can be found in Luke 6:27-36.

“Give to everyone who asks you, and if anyone takes what belongs to you, do not demand it back. Do to others as you would have them do to you… Love your enemies, do good to them, and lend to them without expecting to get anything back…”

How could I forget these words? I’ve heard them for 29 years. Why aren’t they a part of my character yet? The words of Jesus are so radical, so foreign, so unlike the teaching of our culture. We’re trained to fight for our rights and demand what is fair.

As I write this, Jeremiah and Sarah run past me yelling and fighting. That’s mine! That’s mine! Jeremiah had taken Sarah’s toy. She demanded it back. Children. They were acting like children. Just like I acted yesterday.