My Best Yes
What is your best yes? As I stood in front of my son, after he had disobeyed me, my first reaction was a quick and instant punishment. He had argued and fussed. Every ounce of me was furious. I was tired. And I was busy. There was no room for grace that day. My heart dropped when I dropped into the chair upstairs where I sat at my desk. Is that going to teach him anything? I asked myself. The anger…