Enter the narrow gate. Choose the humblest place. Invite those who can't reciprocate. Jesus is challenging the Pharisees more and more, and me as well. It's not like I mean to behave like that, it just sort of slips out. Jesus also talks about his sheep knowing his voice. Sometimes when I pray, I find it hard to discern whether some thoughts are mine or from him. I remind myself all good things come from God, so if it is a clearly good thought, it's his, and if it's questionable, it's mine. Still, "my sheep know my voice" makes me a bit nervous sometimes, as I wonder if I DO know his voice, and if I don't, well, that doesn't bode well for me.
I suppose I have to just remember that God is my Father, and that like my earthly father, sometimes he will embrace me, other times spank me, but the final word from him is always that he loves me. If that's the final word in my heart, it's him, and if it's not, it's me.
I'm so glad that Jesus taught us to refer to God as "Our Father". So very glad.