Therefore humble yourselves under the mighty hand of God, that He may exalt you in due time, 1 Peter 5:6When our firstborn John-Mark was a baby, he was a parent's dream. He was quite cute, if I do say so myself, and his personality pleasant. Mark and I found it easy to work around meeting his needs when we were out and about, so we loved bringing him to church, the store, relative's houses, anywhere.
John-Mark with Shep |
How true it is! I remember clearly before John-Mark's birth in Minneapolis when I sat in a large classroom filled with first-time pregnant women eager to learn breathing techniques to help with the pain of labor and delivery. I thought my big challenge in being a mother was going to be dealing with the physical pain of childbirth. Little did I know the real pain of having a child would be the discovery of who I really was.
With six children now, whose ages range from six to thirty-one, I have recalled my mother-in-law's wise words countless times. Children bring with them ten thousand lessons in humility. When my child sins against me, my reaction to that sin reveals as much about me as the sin reveals about my child. And when I sin against my child, whether through commission or omission, this reveals much about me as well. If no other lesson is immediately learned, my sin against my child reveals my need for complete dependency on the One whose kindness is everlasting, whose patience never wears thin, and whose love is endlessly perfect.
The contrast between God's perfection and my lack of it will always result in humility. And by embracing rather than running from those moments of self-revelation, an ever-increasing humility will be built into my life. And painful though the lessons be, increased humility is always a good thing. A very good thing.
John-Mark today with his wife Sara and babies Audrey and Noah |
See A Childlike Faith.
See On Becoming a Man.
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