It was this day four years ago that I received into my arms a baby girl. At the same moment my wife received into her arms another baby girl. In an instant a family was born.
My daughters are the source of so much joy and happiness in my life. They are gifts from the Lord and I cherish them. I love them more than life itself.
In the book of Matthew, the bible says "if you love your son or daughter more than me, you are not worthy of being mine."
Difficult words. Christ wants to be my first love; but is he? Am I that committed? It is hard to be sure living in Canada. It is pretty easy to be a Christian here. The situations that test my faith seem so insignificant in comparison to what others endure.
I am listening to a song by Keith Green as I write this. A song called "I pledge my head to heaven". The third verse goes like this.
I pledge my son to heaven for the gospel.
Though he's kicked, and beaten, ridiculed and scorned,
I will teach him to rejoice, and lift a thankful praising voice,
And to be like him who bore the nails and crown of thorns
What am I willing to endure for the sake of my faith in Jesus Christ? And what is my life teaching my children about the Christian life?
Above all, I want my children to see me as faithful. Faithful to God, faithful to their mother, and faithful to them. I don’t think much more than that is required? If I am an example of faithfulness to my children, it will go a long way to ensuring that they don't abandon their faith once the storms of life come their way. And that is worth more to me than mere words can describe.
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