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With each of you we were like a father with his child, holding your hand, whispering encouragement, showing you step-by-step how to live well before God,  1Thessalonians 2:12










The other day our cat who is indeed still a kitten

was chasing our son trying to play with his feet.

Our adult son got irritated with the kitten.

The kitten, Midnight, just sat there looking

and waiting for him to move so he could continue the game.

My son, in his irritation, forgot that the cat is still a kitten

and prone to do what kittens do. Chase things.

We as adults expect babies to cry, eat and poop.

In fact, we are concerned if they don't.

We expect toddlers to be inquisitive and explore

and we would be crushed if our child never tried to walk

or talk.

We expect certain things of people depending on their age.

We want them to act their age.

There is nothing worse than seeing someone who is apparently not acting their age.

Often we are appalled or should be.

The same is true in the spirit realm as well.

A new Christian may falter.

They don't know any better and like a child learning to walk

they may fall.

We can't expect a newborn Christian to act like an adult

because they aren't.

They are a baby.  They will behave like a baby.

We should expect that and come alongside that person

encouraging them and teaching them because we love them.

We know they have not yet become mature Christians,

they are babies and toddlers who have need of protection and guidance.




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