When you’re a kid you’re absolutely sure your parents don’t want you to have any fun. We all thought this about our parents when we were kids, and our own kids think it about us now. It’s the thought that says, “My parents always say 'I'm doing this for your own good,' but it's really because they’re the ‘fun police.’"There’s one scene out of my own kid’s lives that vividly illustrates just what I mean. It was a Spring afternoon. Aleta and I were cleaning up our backyard while 5-year old Cassidy and 2-year old Michael were running around our backyard buck-naked. Just so you know - our whole theory about the naked thing for little kids is - “You only get to run around naked for so long in Iife, so let the kids run naked for as long as they can” (I think this is clear sign my wife and I are not ‘fun-police’ kind of parents). After awhile, I noticed little Michael had disappeared, and was very quiet (usually a sign of trouble with young children). So I went looking for him, and found him in our kitchen only to be I’m horrified by what I saw. Michael was on top of our kitchen counter, buck naked, straddling a thawing piece of meat, passionately stabbing that innocent piece of meat with every kitchen knife he could grab from our knife block! I wanted to scream and laugh all at the same time, but I stayed calm and stated the obvious, “Michael, that’s pretty dangerous buddy!”It starts so very young – this suspicion that love which seeks to protect and correct somehow can’t be real love when it’s redirecting or removing something that we really want to do. The look in Michael's eye made it very clear that in his mind I was a "mean dad" more than a loving dad. His look made it very clear that if I really loved him I should let him continue having all the fun he wanted to have with no intervention, and no limits on his choices.Ever felt that way with God? Have you ever wrestled with God’s so-called “loving intervention” in your life? I’m sure I’m not alone admitting to times in my life when I’ve thought or even said, "God, you’re more mean than loving," and "God, if you really loved me you'd let me have all the fun I want to have without any intervention." If you've ever felt a little suspicious of God’s discipline then the next few posts will encourage you, and challenge you all at the same time. As we explore Hosea 5 in the next few posts I want to explore this simple question - How does God correct and restore people who need correction and restoration? Stay tuned . . .