Author's note: While this blog as a whole isn't purely dedicated to theological posts, articles, or treatises in nature; there will be times when a certain issue is lying on my heart that will cause me to write more theological posts at one time over another. This is one such post.
Kids. Funny aren't they? Always trying to figure out ways to reinvent the wheel. Ah, the imagination and sometimes cunning in ones so young is impressive. One time, I heard a little boy ask his mother if he could skip brushing his teeth before bed that night. His mother's terse and instantaneous response of "no" made me, the observer, think "Case closed;" within 20 seconds, a befuddled look crept onto the boy's face, he said, "But, mom, I already chewed gum after eating dinner. That means I don't have to brush my teeth, doesn't it?" Much to the boy's chagrin, his mother corrected his faulty thinking and had him march to the bathroom to brush said teeth. I walked away chuckling to myself about the situation. To be honest, I've chuckled about it for months. It stopped last month, though, when the issue came full circle and I stood before God claiming my own "chew diligence."
I want to point out that the nightly habit of brushing our teeth, has a striking parallel with our Spiritual walk.
