As a kid growing up I hated a lot of different foods. I gave a LOT of food to my dog and waited hours before my parents would give in. I didn’t win much but when I did, I was so proud of myself.
I have grown into a strick Meatatarian (full on meat eater who hates almost all veggies), leaving behind a bad example for my kids.
So sitting at lunch the other day, my oldest was fighting eating one grape. One freaking grape. She says she cannot swallow them, so she eats the middle out and spits out the skin.
So I made the choice to sit with her till she ate a full grape, skin and all.
An hour later and 4 grapes, she finally ate a full grape skin and all. And she didn’t die!
What are you fighting with God about? What are you holding onto?