Day Twenty-One

A meeting that I attend reminds everyone in the group to rely on "the God of their understanding". The God of my understanding is of course the father of Jesus Christ. But that's not the way it is for everyone. Listening to the radio tonight on the way home the guy was talking about how his dad was the kind of dad that would say "straighten up and fly right". Not the kind of Dad that would say "shape up or ship out".

It's interesting how for some the God of their understanding is the "shape up or ship out" kind of father. Very sad! I am so grateful to have a God who is loving, nurturing, disciplining, and forgiving. A father who says to me "straighten up and fly right" and gives me the tools to do it, and doesn't say "shape up or ship out!"