i’m older now but often God will sit me on His knee,

brush my hair and washes my face as He talks to me

often He reminds me that He has been at this thing longer than i

and it wouldn’t hurt if i asked more of His advice and relied less on mine

i don’t feel i’m being scolded, just reminded of the facts, i get what i get when i do it my way, and i seemed to be happier when i follow Him

i wish i could say i listen and apply all the suggestions He gives

but He will once again come for me, smiling and shaking His head

sit me upon His knee and remind that i’m older, but still His Child

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