Springing to action on my four year old's lunch box you see Batman and the bad guys.

PB&J. Milk. Fruit snacks. Batman. Bad guys. The perfect preschool boy lunch combo.

This heinous corps of comic character villains were flinging around my office. Locked in post-PB&J combat with Batman they struggled. Until my son spoke directly to me while holding up the round-bellied, tuxedoed Penguin, "This bad guy got flattened out. Then he got pumped back up again to be a nice guy."

How many of us have to be flattened out before we can be nice?

How many times must we be humbled before we drop our pride?

What pain will we suffer before we ask for help?

How many sleepless nights before we seek godly counsel?

He mocks proud mockers, but gives grace to the humble. Proverbs 3:34

You save the humble, but bring low those whose eyes are haughty. Psalm 18:27

If only nicer, kinder, gentler, more Christlike was as easy as only one flattening and pumping.

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