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Silly Rules

By Mary Vee


Photo taken by Mary Vee
I grew up in a home with rules. Most of us did. Some rules seemed silly to me at the time, and still do. Here are a few:

1. Fold the newspaper and put in on the corner of the davenport when finished (for you Internet readers, a newspaper is several large sheets of thin-rectangular paper containing articles and advertisements....a davenport is what my mom called a sofa).

2. Iron Dad's hankies crisp with no wrinkles. (a hankie is a cloth, reusable-if-washed tissue).

3. Change the car radio station back to Dad's favorite before going in the house. 

4. All practical jokes are compliments (at least they thought of us) 

5. Shout "Whoa to he/she who opens it next" when finally getting the freezer to close after mom went shopping.

and there were many more.

Imagine my surprise when I saw the above sign at a river park this last week.

I obediently walked on the grass toward the river, climbed a tower on the bank, sat at a picnic table on the top level, and wrote three chapters of my novel. 

I don't think I've had such whimsical fun in a while.

This sign reminds me of the Bible story I retold on my ministry blog, God Loves Kids. King David wanted to show praise to God by building a temple for HIm. Before carrying out his plan, he asked God for permission. 

In God's loving way, He told David no, but his son, Solomon would be allowed to build the temple.

I think David might have been surprised. 

He lived in a magnificent home built of cedar. The Ark of God sat in a tent. David felt God deserved a better dwelling for the Ark than what he had.

Rather than getting angry or pouting about the rule, David walked to a place where he could spend time alone with God. He poured out praises and thanksgiving to the Almighty for all the blessings He gave. David saw nothing but good in God's plan, even though it was not what he originally wanted.

Rules can be annoying. Rules can be good. But God's rules are for our best. 

What funny rule have you seen or have been asked to keep?

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