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Index » News & Events » Spirituality & Religion
 

God is Watching Over Us

 

What a chilling thought. When we were kids, the last thing we wanted was a parent on our backs. And we would have just died knowing that our parents had seen us ___________. Fill in the blank with whatever makes you blush. I myself could fit an awful lot into that little space.

There was the time I had convinced my little brother that Mom had been underfed at the hospital and was now only two feet tall. Or the time I put Moms bra on the neighbors snowman. And then theres the stuff I wouldnt dare put on paper.

But thats when I was youngand innocent. The more I think about the idea of someone watching now, the more I feel like hiding beneath a rock. A parent whos always watching can seem like a curse more than anything else. Then I think about my own children.

I find this contrast between how I see my own kids (and their little escapades) and how I thought my parents looked at me. Theres so much that I punish them for, and then spend the rest of the night giggling about. All the mischief that stems from a mixture of boredom, ignorance, and tomfoolery.

But again, those are the more or less innocent things. I see much more than they realize, and Im sure my parents did too. And I guess my parents saw it the same way I see it. While I might feel disappointment sometimes, I never feel that deep shame that I was sure my own parent felt. Its more along the lines of pity.

I want my kids to be good, because I know its good for them. When I see them take a wrong turn, I worry for their wellbeing. And when they take the same wrong turn over and over again, my only thought is to help guide themto give them directions down the right path.

Sometimes they ignore my counsel (and my punishment). They decide that their way is better, and they end up paying for it. But even then, I look with sympathy and try to help them fix the problem. Im never glad when they cause their own ruin, and I certainly dont look forward to it. So why would God be any different?

As we deal with guilt in life, its intimidating to know that God sees allbut theres comfort in the fact that Hes our Father.

Author: Eric Engel
 
Author Bio:

Eric Engel

Eric Engel is chief editor of The Catholic Letter and Copy For Sale

 
 
 

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