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Daddy’s Watch
Happily engrossed in playing with my dolls on the front room
floor, I was oblivious to my Dad entering the room and placing his watch on the
mantle. Sharply, he called my attention
to it.
He declared, “I am leaving the room for a few minutes, and I
do not want you to touch this watch, because the glass face is broken.”
He continued, punctuating each word, “Do…
not… take… your… finger …and… move… the… hands, …because… they… will …fall …off
…if… you… shift… them!”
Dad worked for the railroad and his watch was a valued
possession. Each month he took it into
the jewelers to be cleaned and checked in order to be certain that the time was
absolutely accurate.
The stage had been set!!
Here was a typical a five-year-old who, up to that precise moment, could
care less about Dad’s watch. Next was a
father giving explicit directions of what NOT to do as he was leaving the room;
- - Enter the devil.
Old Satan speaks so subtly to our minds, that we believe it
to be our own thoughts. This particular
day he was very active! He suggested
that I just take a tiny peek at the watch.
My curiosity heightened!
Carefully pulling a chair up to the mantle - - I could now touch the
watch. Ever so gently, I moved the hands
to see if they would fall off. They
did!! “Oh no!” I thought to myself, “Now
I am in for it!”
What could I do?
Softly re-placing the chair, I quietly tippy-toed back to the rug and
set about playing with my dolls. I
tried not to think about what might happen when my dad took notice.
My parents believed in corporal punishment for lying and for
stealing, but especially for direct disobedience. No matter how much I declared my innocence,
my dad did not believe me, so the switch was applied.
This instance in my life reminds me of Adam and Eve in the
garden. They were given only one ‘Thou
Shalt Not,” and they could not keep it!
Just one tiny bite was all it took.
Their punishment was to leave the beautiful garden, doomed to toil and
labor with the sweat of their brow in order to provide for them-selves.
Unfortunately, we have inherited the results of their
disobedience: a nature that needs redemption, curiosity about sin, and hard
work to care for our families.
When we hear the words, “Thou Shall Not,” we must understand
that whatever the directive is, it is for our protection and in our best
interest to heed the warning and stay away.
Yes - - and because God knows we are but flesh, He has given
us the Holy Spirit to be our helper and guide as we follow Jesus and seek to
obey His commandment of Love.
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Such a good illustration Hazel, I could feel the feeling of the enticement.
ReplyDeleteGreat story, Hazel! My blog post today is about rebellion against authority also. Thanks for hosting & God bless!
ReplyDeleteHard lesson learned for sure, Hazel. Thanks for sharing and thanks so much for your consistent and encouraging words at my Michael's website. He so enjoys hearing from you and always mentions that your words are a real boost! Blessings and Hugs!
ReplyDeleteThis is so typical. The flesh wants to do the things that body should not be doing. Temptingt that it would be fun. Thanks God for HIs mercy and grace to us and the Holy Spirit leading. An awakening message!
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