I had a Nutella and peanut butter sandwich for lunch today. For those of you that don't know what Nutella is, it's a Hazelnut/chocolate sandwich spread that kids love...usually. Anyway, I didn't choose it. It chose me.
At Ethan's school today, they didn't serve lunch due to a power outage yesterday. We were told to prepare him a lunch today and so his wonderful mom did so. At the time of leaving the house, he informed us that he didn't want a Nutella sandwich (which he usually loves and which his mom prepared for him) and left.
As his car pulled out of the driveway, I stared at the Nutella sandwich on the counter top. I then looked at Regina who then looked back at the Nutella sandwich. It was a no brainer. I knew what I was going to have for lunch.
Please understand. I'm not a Nutella hater. It's just that it's not what I would choose for my lunch given a choice. But there it was on the counter, bigger than life. And if there's one thing I can't stand more than a less desirable lunch is to see food wasted. So, I did the right thing. I bravely proclaimed, "I'll eat it."
All parents from time to time (some more often than others) step in to take one for their kids. It's what we parents do. We love them. We sacrifice to make theirs a better world. We eat their Nutella when they don't want it. We do it because we love them.
God the Father has loved me with an everlasting love. He made the ultimate sacrifice for us by giving His Son, Jesus Christ. He continues to step in for me in my time of need. When I slip and fall, He is there to pick me up. When I fail to do the things I ought, He is there to forgive. Every day, He goes far and beyond what I deserve to give me His blessings.
I guess He would even eat a Nutella sandwich for me if I needed Him to...
Thank You, God, for being such a good and kind Father...