When my daughter was a little girl, I used to ask her to pick up her toys. She would slowly, and I do mean s-l-o-w-l-y, put the toys up one by one.
Then, she would breathe a little sigh, and stop.
It was always the same....I'd say, "honey, you forgot a block".
She would always leave just ONE block on the floor.
And then, she wouldn't pick it up! She'd let it lay there.
The Lord spoke to my heart that I was doing the very same thing.
How many times (don't count) does the Lord give us something to do, and we just