“For this is the love of God, that we keep His commandments And His commandments are not burdensome.” 1 John 5:3. (NKJV).
“I don’t feel good.” Grandfather walked over to Timmy, felt his forehead.
“Don’t have a fever. How about pain?” He mumbled, stretched out on the sofa, arm over his eyes. Grandfather covered him with a blanket. “You rest.”
A few minutes later Grandfather came into the den with his coat. “You’ll be okay while I’m gone?”
“Where’re you going?”“Thought I’d run over to Charleston. I have some errands...”
“You’re going to Charleston? I’ll grab my jacket.” Timmy threw back the blanket. Grandfather’s eyebrow arched.
“But your condition?” Timmy chewed his bottom lip.
“Sorry, Grandfather, guess I was feeling sorry for myself.”
He draped his coat on the back of a chair. “Want to talk about it?”
“I’m tired of everyone telling me what to do at school, at home--” Grandfather smiled.
“I know you believe that now but one day you’ll realize you're being sculpted into a fine young man.” Timmy's eyebrows dipped as he cocked his head.
“Remember when you played with clay? You’d work until you had it just right. Then you’d bring it to me to admire. I still have the little dog you made that resembled my Jack. I treasure it.”
“You kept it?” Timmy's face lit up.
“That’s what we do when we love someone. We keep the things they made us and protect them. Sort of like the commandments of the Lord.
“When I think of how He loves me, I’m amazed. His commandments are for my good, never to burden me down.”
“Wait. He's sculpting me? He loves me that much?” Timmy shook his head. "Hard to understand.”
"I agree it's difficult to understand but His Word is true." Grandfather hugged Timmy.
"Grab your jacket, son. Need to get a move on." Timmy grinned, shrugging into his jacket.
Kingdom Thinking. The love of God is difficult to understand. I know He loves me and will never leave me, but at times I feel unloved, alone. Then I remember He’s the sculptor. I'm the clay. He loves you, too. You don’t have to understand, just accept His love. It's a gift, not a burden.
Kingdom Thinking. The love of God is difficult to understand. I know He loves me and will never leave me, but at times I feel unloved, alone. Then I remember He’s the sculptor. I'm the clay. He loves you, too. You don’t have to understand, just accept His love. It's a gift, not a burden.
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