Sin is sneaky!
My son, Eli and I were at the Krispy Kreme drive-though, coupon in hand. We were moments away from warm, frosted donuts, but something was wrong with the coupon I was trying to use. I wanted chocolate frosted but the coupon was for glazed. I put up quite a fuss to get my donuts at a discount and succeeded.
Pulling away victorious, donuts in hand, my boy looked at me and said, “Mom, you were really mean to that lady.”
OUCH! I sure was.
“Son, you are so right. Will you forgive me for talking to her like that?”
“Sure, mama, … can I have a donut?”
As he ate his circle of deliciousness, I silently asked God to forgive me for modeling behavior I would never tolerate from the young man next to me. I thought that was done, but Holy Spirit laid his hand on my heart, prompting me to return and apologize to the girl at the Krispy Kreme.
With the store already disappearing in my rear view mirror and using the traffic zipping by at breakneck speeds, I justified why I couldn’t go back.
Holy Spirit wasn’t having any of it. For three days, He kept the pressure on till I couldn’t stand it anymore.