This is called wrangling the toddler through the mall. His choices were to be held, or to hold hands. He preferred instead to run. Thus the wrangling continued. In this case, I don’t know who was wrangling who since he was using my hair as reins.
I also had a bit of adventure with tough love and hard truths. One of those conversations that fills you with doubt almost as soon as the words leave your mouth.
Oh Lord, I hope I said the right thing. And if not, Lord make it right and bring the truth to both of us!
Proverbs 12:18 (NIV) Reckless words pierce like a sword, but the tongue of the wise brings healing.