When I was younger I loved steak (this hasn’t changed, only I choice cut).  My Dad and I shared this love together.  My family didn’t have a lot of money but my Dad made sure that we had steak at least once every two weeks if not every week. I remember when I couldn’t even chew (due to not having teeth or the steak being a little tough) and he’d do the awesome thing (and gross the thing) and chew my meat for me and I loved every bite of it!  Admittedly it was and still is one of my most favorite foods.  So as a kid this is all I wanted to eat and since we couldn’t have it every night I really enjoyed it when we did have it.  I was very impatient while it cooked.  Once I smelled it I was ready for it.  I didn’t want to wait for the sides!  Since I was Daddy’s little girl if he was cooking he’d slide me little nibbles to keep me smiling until dinner was completely ready.  My Mom on the other hand was not so lenient. If she said, “No, wait until dinner!” that was pretty much it and Dad would side with her 100% reinforcing her command.  Of course I would get a little upset but Dad would cuddle with me and reassure me that it really wasn’t too much longer to wait.  Whenever it was just Mom and I she would grow tired of me moping around and persistently asking, “Is it done yet?” that she’d actual tell me a white lie and say, “No” while secretly (not so secretly) hiding it pushed back on the counter where I couldn’t see until the rest of the meal was complete.  I’d always try to tippy toe to see on top of the counter and she’d always swat me away with  her hands.

Well one day when I was three years old we had a similar scenario occurring with a few out of the ordinary elements mixed in.  I remember it being really cold that day and I remember my favorite uncle was visiting in town from Detroit so it was going to be an extra special dinner and Mom had been cooking for a very long time in the kitchen, and Dad was entertaining his brother (my uncle) and of course I was starving ( in my kids mind) and wanted my steak now!  I remember tugging on my Moms clothes, constantly begging her to just give me a piece of steak.  And of course she went to her same old tired line, “I’m not cooking steak Pooh.  You’ll just have to wait until dinner is done and eat whatever I’ve cooked.”  I remember going back with a rebuttal, “But Mommy I can smell the snake! ( I couldn’t say steak) Please just give me one bite.  I know it’s in that big pot right there on the counter Mommy Pleeeeease!” Basically she told me no.  Not only did she tell me no, but she told me that there was hot cooking oil in the pot that she had just taken off the stove and NOT to touch it.  As soon as she walked away from the kitchen cabinet, I thought,, “Now’s my chance”!  I moved quietly to the counter, looked towards the entrance of the kitchen a couple of times the proceeded on my tippy toes to look on top of the counter.  There it was, the big pot that was holding my treasure, my beloved snake!  So I inched up as high as I could until I was able to reach the handles, and I slowly pulled it towards me.  Inch, by inch, taking brief seconds to look towards the entrance to see if Mom was coming back in.  Finally it had reached the edge of the counter to where I could pull it down.  But I immediately realized two problems.  1. The pot was extremely heavy.  Sliding it along the counter was easy but picking it up and holding it was too much and 2. It was hot!  And not just hot water hot, but boiling, on the oven, in the fire pit kind of hot! A hot that I had NEVER experienced before!  And within those seconds of realizing those two things I had to let go of the pot and it didn’t have anywhere to go but on me!  Long story truncated:  It was hot cooking oil in the pot.  By the grace of God it missed my face but landed all over my tummy.  I was rushed to ER where I learned a I had third degree burns and loss the entire top layer of my stomach skin because it was super glued to my shirt.  I endured a painful sponge shrub in a tub full of iced water that I will never forget.  To this day I use extra caution around hot oils when cooking.  Where my parents upset?  They were furious with me for being disobedient and for putting myself in harms way by not listening.

Did I completely learn my lesson? No, not at all.  The only thing I took away from the whole ordeal was to do whatever my parents told me to do or not to do in the kitchen, and that hot cooking oil is very dangerous.  Which was a big miss on my part.  The lesson was much greater and simpler. If you’re disobedient there are consequences that can be detrimental to your health and even cause death.  It’s no different with God.  When you disobey God he warns you, he ask you to stop, he guides you and eventually he gets angry at your disobedience and you suffer consequences of not obeying Him.  And there is a difference from disobeying your parents and disobeying Him.  When you disobey your parents you can still hear them, and they comfort sometimes offer comfort throughout punishment (consequence of your not obeying).  However with God when you disobey Him you can no longer hear Him.  He will not comfort you because you were wrong. You have to repent, ask for forgiveness, and seek Him.

Leviticus 18:4 – You must obey my laws and be careful to follow my decrees.  I am the Lord your God. 1

We’ve all been guilty of disobeying God.  The Lord has asked us to do something and we’ve given him the old, “okay, but I’ll get to that later”, or  the ” I don’t understand why I have to do that” or  we just ignore or pretend not to hear Him.  God does not like this.  He gets very angry about this.

Ephesians 5:6 – Let no one deceive you with empty words, for because of such things God’s wrath comes on those who are disobedient.2

He simply ask that you obey. God speaks to all of us.  If you truly listen you will hear him.  Do not blindly follow others.  Listen only to His voice.  He speaks in many ways.  If you are obeying you will have no problem hearing Him.

God loves you.  Glorify His name and make Him proud by obeying his word!

  1. (KJV) Leviticus 18:4 – Ye shall do my judgments, and keep mine ordinances, to walk therein: I am the Lord your God.
  2. (KJV) Ephesians 5:6Let no man deceive you with vain words: for because of these things cometh the wrath of God upon the children of disobedience.

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