stupid boys

It happened again. One of those oh so pleasant moments when God exposes me for who I really am. Let me try to explain. When your daughter comes home upset because some punk boys continually tease her, it seriously makes you examine your heart. I want to respond to those boys the way Elisha did. Thankfully, I don't hold that kind of power. God knows what I would do with it. Just recently I was up on the pedestal, going on about how we are called to love our enemies. At the time I was thinking, "I really can't think of anyone I would consider as an enemy. I'm so full of grace, love, mercy, blah blah blah..." I really try to guard against pride. But the harder I try, it seems the deeper I find it. God help me.