“I WANT.
I NEVER get ANYTHING!”
No
discipline seems pleasant at the time, but painful. Later on, however, it
produces a harvest of righteousness and peace for those who have been trained
by it. Hebrews 12:11
Perseverance
must finish its work so that you may be mature and complete, not lacking
anything. James 1:4
Recently I recalled an incident
from my childhood (back in the Stone Age). I don’t remember what prompted this
action, but I vividly remember sitting and rocking to and fro while I sang, “I
want. I never get anything.” My little ditty wasn’t well received by my mother
at the time, but years later it provided ample opportunities for laughter in
our family. I’ve not used those exact words but I’ve sung a version of that
song, on occasion, to God. It hasn’t worked with Him either.
At different times I’ve offered God
my suggestions about how He could upgrade His parenting skills. With myself as
an example, I’ve reminded Him what a diligent job I did to provide my daughter’s
needs in a timely manner. I hoped He’d take a page from my playbook. For now,
He’s still on His game plan. During one of our re-education sessions, the Father gently interrupted my diatribe with
this thought. His goal is to raise mature sons and daughters, not spoiled
brats. Spoiled brats! I hadn’t thought of that. Would it disrupt His grand
cosmic scheme if for a short time I could be spoiled to my heart’s content? I
liked the sound of this.
One Saturday morning, at o’dark
hundred, when I should’ve been asleep, I was wide awake. My mind buzzed with
thoughts to process for this post. I remembered a guy I knew in the very early
days of my relationship with God. I’ll call him Tony. Tony
was an only child raised in a fairly affluent family. By his own admission, he
was a spoiled brat. When we met, Tony was in his early twenties, married and
about to be a first-time father. His life was in shambles. Why?
He was undisciplined. Accustomed to having his way, his adjustment to
responsible adulthood was rocky. He recognized his problem and reached out for help.
When given sought after advice, he couldn’t act on it. He was so programmed to
a life that fit his desires and parameters, any and all deviations from that
norm were unacceptable. Tony’s marriage fell apart and he disappeared from the
church. Occasionally I’ve thought of him and wondered if he ever got his act together.
As much as I think being spoiled
would be wonderful, it’s probably not all grand. Tony’s is an excellent
example. To our advantage, God dotes on us endlessly. He generously lavishes us with discipline. His
goal is to raise stable, mature individuals, not blithering idiots.
I think I’ve got the picture,
although it’s not the one I would paint. God won’t spoil me, despite my
attempts to the contrary. His plan to develop me into a disciplined grown-up
has no room from such nonsense. As I go through the process, I’ll have to trust
that His design will produce something of eternal value, not just temporary
enjoyment or ease. Am I going to change my tune? I think I need to.
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