Crying Over Spilled Milk


Last Friday, when I picked my son up from school, he was being rather quiet. I asked him how his day went and he began to tear up. He said, “Mom, I had to go to the principal’s office today.” He was upset because this was the first time he had ever gotten into bad enough trouble to be sent to the office.

He began to tearfully tell me all the details. He told me that they were having lunch and he saw a couple of girls get up and get an extra milk. He decided he wanted an extra one too, so he got up and got one as well. Shortly after, his teacher was counting the milk cartons and noticed that there were a few more gone than there were students. She asked the class, “Who took the extra milks?” My son told her he did and gave it back. The girls did as well. His teacher told them that they are not supposed to get extra milks and sent them to the office.

When they got to the principal’s office, they were told something to the effect of, the milk cartons have to be counted for charging out the lunches, and if a student takes one without asking or paying it is basically stealing. (I am not sure of the exact conversation, but this is Luke’s translation.) My son said that he apologized, and told her that he didn’t know he wasn’t supposed to take the extra milk, and that he would not do it again. After this minor scalding, they were all sent back to their classroom.

My son burst into tears and said, “Mom, am I in trouble?” I felt so relieved about what actually happened, because by the way he was acting, you would have thought he did something severe like hijacking a school bus and taking it for a joy ride, lol. I told him, “No hun, you are not in trouble. You didn’t know it was wrong. If you had known it was wrong and did it anyway, then you would be in trouble.”

As I drove the rest of the way home, I kept mulling over the whole conversation. I thought, “I know I have read about this whole scenario in the Bible.” Sure enough, I did a little digging and came back across 2 Peter 2:21-22, “For it would be better for them not to have known the way of righteousness, than having known it, to turn away from the holy commandment handed on to them. It has happened to them according to the true proverb, “A dog returns to its own vomit,” and, “A sow, after washing, returns to wallowing in the mire.””

Not to take scripture out of context, but in general, sin is still sin no matter which way you cut it, but it is better to be ignorant and sin, than to know and sin anyway. This really cut me right to the quick! I know of at least two things right off the top of my head that I do that I know is wrong and I keep on doing them. The first is my mouth. Sometimes I get in certain company and before I know it I let slip out a few cuss words or I may say something off color to get a laugh. Second is gluttony. I have such an unhealthy relationship with food. I feel so out of control and then disgusted after eating. I am sure there are others, but these are the ones I struggle with the most. I kind of feel like Paul when he says in Romans 7:15, “For what I am doing, I do not understand; for I am not practicing what I would like to do, but I am doing the very thing I hate.” I do take some comfort in knowing that even Paul struggled with his flesh, but that doesn’t make it right. I have prayed for forgiveness and asked for the Father’s help, but I haven’t really turned from my ways. It’s like I am talking to God about these things, pleading for His help, but I can’t unclench my fists to let them go. So the cycle remains! God is willing, but I am not.

I really didn’t mean to get in this deep, but what I am doing is not right. I think My child had to get in this minor situation for the Father to open my eyes to my own actions. Right now I feel like a hypocrite. How can I tell my son these truth’s and not practice them myself?

I pray that the Father will forgive me for continually returning to my own “vomit” and that He will help me release the hold that these sins have on me. I pray that if any of you have something you know is wrong, but you can’t seem to let go of it, that you will come to the understanding like I have today.

God wants to help us, and we just have to realize that we may still have a grip on things when we ask for help sometimes. Thankfully we can ask for help with that too! I have felt led to share this, and I hope someone is blessed by it, because I sure feel a bit naked over here.

Also, I want to say how thankful I am that Luke goes to such a wonderful school and I am thankful that they are willing to train our children in the right ways to do things. I am not saying I am happy my son had to go the office, but if our errors are not pointed out, there will never be any growth or any lessons learned. I learned a pretty good one this time. May God bless you all my friends!

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