“When my heart was embittered And I was pierced within [as with the fang of an adder], Then I was senseless and ignorant; I was like a beast before You. Nevertheless I am continually with You; You have taken hold of my right hand.”
Psalms 73:21-23 AMP
We spent the evening at a friend’s house on New Year’s Eve.
My son was out of sorts.
He kicked at their dog and pushed their little girl off the couch.
Not his finest moments.
On the way to the bathroom, holding my hand, he says, “don’t get me into too much trouble, it will embarrass me!”
“Embarrass you,” I said. “You are embarrassing me.”
But as I read this scripture this morning, I can’t help but think of the Father’s Love for His children.
I didn’t stop loving Issac that night.
As a matter of fact, I proved my Love for Him.
What we don’t correct, will grow worse.
Our Father is no different.
He authorized the way of correction.
He that spareth his rod hateth his son: but he that loveth him chasteneth him betimes. Proverbs 13:24
He never chastens us or asks us to surrender anything that isn’t a harm to our well being.
The world has lost sight of any form of discipline, and has categorized the lack thereof under the title of love.
Yet we see the results.
The world hasn’t produced love.
It has produced chaos.
True Love looks for the best interest of a heart.
If I see that something is going to harm you, and I don’t say something,
How is that Love?
The Lord put this on my heart a couple of weeks ago and it’s become my driving force….
“I would rather you love me to life, than pat me to death.”
Anything, doesn’t go.
There are standards for a reason.
Not to hurt you and I, but to help us.
As God’s children, we can throw fits, but as He takes us by the Hand, He lovingly corrects us.
Amazingly, never embarrassed,
He chose us before we ever did anything right.
My heart is to be that kind of parent.
That kind of Sister in Christ.
Choosing to Love,
before corrections have ever been made,
but loving enough to make those corrections.