I forgot to mention this earlier…
When I finally did talk to my Father about what I did, He said something that caught my attention.
I’m a toddler now, He said. Toddlers throw temper tantrums. It’s not excusable, but… developmental.
And I’m learning to walk. I stumble, I tumble, and I fall. I might get hurt. Crawling is faster, or even better, just being carried.
But I need to learn, He says, and He’ll hold my hands and help me sometimes.
Because when I get Home, I’m going to dance with Him.