Chapter 6: The Dangers of "Knowing"

It's ironic how many times my sister can tell me something over and over again, yet it seems to fall on deaf ears.

"It's not all about you, Vickie."

"So there I was, just offended and stuff..."

"It's not all about you, Vickie."

"But I was totally disgusted and couldn't believe..."

"It's not all about you, Vickie."

Okay, so I have learned that it's not all about me, but there are other things that people tell me that I just don't seem to hear the first 500 hundred times they tell me.

I am like that with the Lord as well.

"Don't get that puppy, Vickie."

"Awwww! Look at the soft fur and cute lil' face!"

"Don't get that puppy, Vickie."

"Mom, Dad, meet my new puppy."

"..."

Those of my closest friends know that story...

And even though I insist on going my own way, the Lord still does His thing and proves His faithfulness to me each time I mess up regardless of what I do. He is ever faithful. He cares for me. So much so that He warns me of things, which I stupidly do not take heed to and when I run into heartache, I see His love-filled warnings and cringe at yet another wrong turn made by yours truly.