Sunday, December 22, 2013
“In your anger do not sin.” (Eph. 4:26)
I cannot abide bullying. It's worse when it occurs under my roof. I realize there are different means of child-rearing, and no "one-size fits all." I don't want to interfere with my Son-in-Law-ISH when he DOES interact with his kids. So when he started yelling at my sensitive (and emotionally immature) seven-year-old grandson for crying because he was upset over what happened at breakfast (ANOTHER story altogether), I had to leave the living room, storm up to my room, and slam the door. In my sanctuary I hollered, "You're a BULLY!" and pounded my fist against my palm, much like a gorilla would pound its chest. Then I flung all the coats that had been piled on my exercise bike (awaiting their sorting which supposedly was going to be yesterday, according to same son-in-law-ish) and pedaled. I haven't pedaled that fast for a long time. Amazing what the adrenalin (fight or flight? I would like to fight!) rush can do! I put in a full 30 minutes, praying meantime. Praying that this man, whose own father was also a bully, would know JESUS better. Because Jesus came to reveal the Father. And that is NOT what our Heavenly Father is like! YES He disciplines us. But He doesn't put us down! He shows us our wrong, He leads us to repentance. We may have to endure chastisement, but His judgment is tempered with mercy.
And in the process of prayer I also saw opportunities to learn from first-hand observation, for subjects for sermons on next mission trip - because I know son-in-law-ish is not alone in how HE was brought up. There are a lot of wounded people in the world. And Jesus came, revealing the love of the Heavenly Father. So, if I would be like Jesus, I must prepare to do likewise.
Anyway, I got a good workout out of it. GRRR!