I think it's all about potato chips...

I remember an incident when my son was 16 years old. He had gotten to that age where he was really cocky...I mean REALLY cocky. He was a young, tough, swaggering teen who thought it was about time to take on the old man, time to see what his ol' dad had to offer.

It started with a bag of Ruffles potato chips. It ended with those same chips stuffed down his drawers while his daddy had him in a scissorslock on the floor. See, he had reached into that bag of chips just about the time his daddy did. His daddy swatted his hand away and told him to stay away from his chips. The brain-dead boy-child puffed up, grinned and said, "Make me."

That's all she wrote. It was over with. Time to get it on. No furniture was broken, but my son poofed baby powder with every step he took for the next several days, and he was real careful not to break a sweat.

When you think about it, we're really lucky, the human race. We only have to put up with teenage rebellion and adolescence for a specific time span of several years. God, on the other hand, has been putting up with rebellion ever since Adam started backpeddling in the Garden of Eden and tried to blame Him for the whole apple fiasco..."It was that woman YOU gave me..."

Of course, we women aren't any better (although I will say that we were a little smarter...at least we didn't try to blame God, just a stupid little snake). Yeah, that snake had us in a headlock and wouldn't let us go until we cried "Uncle!" and took a bite...

My point is that nothing has changed since the beginning of time and the entrance of sin into the world. We still blame God and others for things we should take responsibility for, and we still swagger across the stage of life and think we have the world by the tail. We're still a rebellious, stiff-necked people who think we rule the day and God can just step aside and let the "younger" generation take over, thank you very much.

We're still ruled by that tendency to think just too highly of ourselves.

And that's when I think God has to get the potato chips out.

My Bible studies have been talking a lot about attitude lately, and I'm beginning to have a sneaking suspicion that God is trying to tell me something. I think He's trying to be non-confrontational right now - you know, just bopping me upside the head with scripture instead of letting circumstances and situations plow right over me. However, I have no doubt that, if I don't get this lesson, He'll drag the big guns out.

And knowing me, I probably won't quite listen. I'm as stiff-necked and rebellious as the next person. I'm just as prone to pooch my lip out and say, "I don't wanna..." I've even been known a time or two to wrinkle my forehead up and say, "No, and You can't make me..."

I really hate a chafed behind. If I wasn't so stubborn, I wouldn't have to worry about it. As it is, maybe I better buy stock in talcum powder...

"The fear of Adonai is the beginning of knowledge, but fools despise wisdom and discipline." (Proverbs 1:7 Complete Jewish Bible)


Sherry said...

It happens every so often. God tells me to do something and I answer back, "Uh no, you're going to have to make me because I am not doing that." And he does. I walk with a limp for a few days but in the end, I know that he's still my Daddy and I'm still his obstinate, smart alecy, whimpering little girl who still climbs in his lap every night just to hear him breathe.

Mid Stutsman said...

OHHHHH... we are soo sisters in the Lord!! LOL Great teaching lesson, my dear friend!!