The wet and heavy air banged at our back door. But the storm brewing outside was nothing compared to the storm brewing inside the little heart entrusted to me.
It doesn’t have to be this way.
I want so much more for my kids then time outs and consequences, but correction and discipline is part of my job. I am called to help them through the hard work of growing up.
I do it because I love them.
Love corrects. Love forgives. Love does what is right, not what is easy.
God corrects me because He loves me. He disciplines me because He loves me. I believe He wants so much more for me, but I settle for less because settling is easier than doing the hard work of growing up.
But, it doesn’t have to be this way.
I can do what I pray my children will do. I can grow up in my faith and accept God’s discipline and instruction as right, as a gift from a loving Father to his daughter. I can invite God’s Holy Spirit to change my heart and accomplish His will in me.
And have you forgotten the exhortation that addresses you as sons?
“My son, do not regard lightly the discipline of the Lord,
nor be weary when reproved by him.
For the Lord disciplines the one he loves,
and chastises every son whom he receives.”
Oh Lord, please teach this stubborn heart of mine to yield to Your good and perfect will.