“Sweetheart,” the young mother said, as she leaned over her teenage daughter sitting on the couch pouting. “Don’t you understand that God and I love you UN-conditionally?”
“If that’s the case then you’d let me do what I want to do and it would be okay, right? the daughter replied.
“Well, that’s not what I meant.” the mother responded.
“Then your love is conditional and God is a liar!” the daughter shouted, stomping out of the room.
Hey! Here’s a good one …
After inquiring about a ministry project that a fellow minister was working on, I received a stream of excuses about why they had not progressed since the last time I’d asked.
First it was that the devil was beating them up. (Amazingly, this had been occuring every three months, for three months at a time, for the past ten years) I finally just stopped asking about the battle.
This time it was a new approach. After having asked a few key questions about why the devil was so busy beating them up, I heard a different line of reasoning that pertained to their cautious approach and indecisiveness in how to proceed next.