I’ve been enjoying a few days off this week and on Tuesday, I took Denise and the kids to Wacky World so Jackson could jump around on the inflatables there.  We had a blast though there was a scary moment towards the end of our time there.  Thankfully Denise was feeding Anna Sloan in the car, so she didn’t see it.  Jackson had just finished playing on an inflatable and was running to me to go on another one.  Of course he wasn’t the only kid running around the place.  There were quite a few and no “bouncers” to tell them to slow down.  Well, one of the bigger kids, a girl probably 10 or 11, didn’t see Jackson and she ran right into him and they collided.  It was a violent hit, like a wide receiver going across the middle of the football field and a defensive back hitting him and knocking him flat on his back.  That’s what happened to Jackson.  I ran over there and he cried for a little bit and then shook it off and went back to playing.  The little girl felt bad and apologized and while I knew she didn’t mean to knock my son over, she did.  What can I say, I’m a parent and I love my son. 

As I’ve been pondering that scene over and over in my mind, it gives me pause to think of the love our Heavenly Father has for us and how he hates to see sin “run us over” and “knock us off our feet.”  Yes we may not have been running straight (I don’t think Jackson was running straight when he got hit), but the impact still affects our Father.  He hates sin.  He hates what sin does to us.  He hates what sin has done to this world and all the good things he created.  He hated sin enough that he was willing to do something about it.  He sent His son, whom he loved as much as he loved himself, to defeat sin by living a perfect life and dying a perfect death and being raised to new life.  He did that for me.  He did that for you.  He did that for the “whole world.”  What a love!  What a Father!

Lord, help me hate my sin and what it does to you and to those around me.