When I was a kid, corporal punishment wasn’t the hot-button issue it is today, it was just the norm. Like all kids, my actions occasionally warranted reprimand, and my parents were no strangers to course correction. One time, I remember my Dad telling me “this is going to hurt me more than it’s going to hurt you.” And I thought to my young self, “I highly doubt that.” Discipline and course correction, though desperately needed, hurts. In this week’s message, we are going to discover that judgement and correction with the intent of restoration is not hate, but love. Sometimes, true love hurts.