Recently I watched a son who obviously adored his father enthusiastically coaching his dad on how to back a large camper into a small campsite, but with such immaturity that he was more hindrance than help.
Yet the father seemed to revel in the good intentions and affection of his son.
That got me thinking.
I suspect the most mature man on the planet is still to his Heavenly Father exponentially more immature than the even most immature son is to his earthly father.
Perhaps we should extend considerably more grace to each other than we are prone to do.
Our Heavenly Father certainly does.
Until we reach every man…