It was a year ago when my grandsons were 2 and 6 months old. I had spent the week with them due to their mommy’s appendectomy. The two year old was having a hard time sharing with his little brother. If his brother had a toy in his hand, our sweet 2 year old would march over and take it. His parents are on top of this and as his grandma/caregiver for the week so was I.
We were playing with the little kitchen and I had his little brother sitting playing with safe kitchen toys. My grandson wanted the fake orange juice that his little brother had. I stopped him and first made him ask if he could have it. Secondly, I made him (or tried to make him) give his brother the fake milk cup instead. He cried and did not comply.
I was sitting on the floor of the toy room beside both of them. We were eye to eye and I began to explain that grandpa and I share. I explained that their aunt and uncles share. Mommy and daddy share. I grew up learning to share with my sisters. (You get the picture). My then 2 year old grandson, never moved his gaze from my eyes and he kept up the nodding of his head and the “uh huh” as I spoke, but I could not help but notice that while doing all of this his little hands were busy gathering as much as he could gather (hoarding would be an appropriate word). He was taking every toy in our midst and putting them onto his lap claiming them as his.
O the sinful nature! It made me laugh on that day, but it is actually a serious problem we all have. Lord make us aware of our sins and help us to surrender to your higher ways.
“For I know that good itself does not dwell in me, that is, in my sinful nature. For I have the desire to do what is good, but I cannot carry it out.”