Continued from the first part…
I charge you in the presence of God and of Christ Jesus, who is to judge the living and the dead, and by his appearing and his kingdom: preach the word; be ready in season and out of season; reprove, rebuke, and exhort, with complete patience and teaching. For the time is coming when people will not endure sound teaching, but having itching ears they will accumulate for themselves teachers to suit their own passions, and will turn away from listening to the truth and wander off into myths. As for you, always be sober-minded, endure suffering, do the work of an evangelist, fulfill your ministry. – 2 Timothy 4:1-5
I want to sort of take inspiration from Mr. Mahaney’s opening prayer at the start of his session; to make it my own for a moment. He seems to pray with a confidence and a familiarity that I do not feel that I have. Blame me and my lack of faith and trust in God and his desire for me to pray. I guess it’s good that I can’t bring myself to approach the throne with any sense of confidence in myself, but it’s equally not good that I don’t really approach him with confidence in him – his acceptance of me in his son, Christ Jesus.
Lord, you know how much I want to serve my beloved children and my fair Wife. You know that I believe your gospel and how much I want to apprehend it every day. I pray that you would step into my wayward attempts to communicate this Gospel to them and to live out my life as the example they should emulate.
When they grow up, I want my girls to know what their husbands to be should be. I want them to know, right off, when they meet their men that they are their God-given men; the ones with whom they can worship the Lord as a couple. I want them to trust that their husbands are precisely the ones who should be the ones helping them raise their own children the right way, in the admonition of the Lord. Let them see that in me first, o Lord.
And my wife, let her enjoy the husband that you intend for me to be, faithful to the Word and devoted to her, bringing the Gospel to her in love and dedication that can be likened to Christ giving himself to the church. Make our marriage like that sacred moment in time. Make me that willing to give and sacrifice.
But in all that, o God, let me not operate this desire in my limited time-frame but instead in yours, all in faith and in your patience, for mine is inadequate. Let me imitate you, by your grace for I have nothing of my own that will lend to anything good.
I know, I absolutely really know that my patience and endurance are at their lowest most of the time. I’m reminded of this commonly by my own blow-ups and moments of despair. The uncontrollable confusion, quips, snaps and furies that accompany my human and self-centered attempts at teaching or disciplining my family reflect my lack of that hugely important quality of patience.
We, as fathers, live in the frame of months, weeks, days, hours, minutes and seconds. Our great God operates in the frame of Eternity, Epochs, Eras, Generations, Decades, Years and Seasons. It is impossible to expect, nor hope, for opened eyes, reformed hearts, even living response from those I am trying to reach within my time-frame. Not that such things can’t happen, since the Lord has a hand on the dial of eternity, but it’s not for the sower to expect the fruit after the first watering of his crop.
I have got to keep that in my mind. I need to drill a hole in this thick skull and stuff it with all the texts on patience and endurance in the Bible. Starting with the ones about the Lord and finishing with this passage in Timothy. If there’s one thing I could choose to communicate to my family, after the saving Gospel of Jesus Christ, it would be patience and endurance. That is what makes everything work. In order to have love, there must be patience. In order to have order, there must be patience. In order to grow faith, there must be patience. In order to read all my jumbled thoughts on this blog, there must be patience (snicker).
Ordinary fathers. With ordinary kids and ordinary Wives and ordinary selves. My hang-ups are to be attacked in haste, not my past, not their hang-ups nor their past. When they grow up, will my girls look back at a war-zone filled with the detritus of countless battles engaged between our wills and our patience and our individual worldly characters? Or will they look back and see the Gospel taught, lived out in love and discipline and devotion? Will there be a peaceful, peaceful no matter how colored by sin and unfaithfulness, scene in the rear-view mirror?
I wrote recently on Holistic Approaches, which bears on my thoughts once again:
We live our lives in the light of the Promise, the Hope of our salvation. We reach out in submission to the Great Commission that directs us to preach the Gospel to the world. That all means we’re outside our homes, in the world, interacting and interfacing with all that is around us. This is good in that we have the countless opportunities to witness not just through proclamation of the Word but through becoming living examples of Christ. “Little Christs.”
Commitment, or devotion, to the Gospel is taking a holistic approach toward living, not just verbal soap-box triage in whatever case may be the crisis of the day. Persistently living in the grace of our Lord, emulating Christ, prepares one for the hiccups and meltdowns of our daily lives. I need to pray, first off, in season and out of season, for the means to survive and ultimately apply the Gospel wisely and with peace. I need to get myself conditioned to that graceful approach to life in general, which is a result of the complete patience of rest in the Gospel, that will provide me the quiet trust in the Lord that he will fix the problem. All I ever succeed in doing, if indeed it can be called success, is control the problem and perhaps prevent collateral damage. Rarely enough do I truly make it even that far.
If I do not cultivate this ministry of patience, where else is it going to surface? The lack is already apparent in my daily life. It’s not something I need to be warned about anymore. I know what I need to do. Now I am about that pursuit. I’m seeking the counsel and prayerfully working to submit to the Word on this matter of patience and endurance. I know it’s pride and self-righteousness and so those must be crushed under foot. Not my foot but that of Christ, laid at the foot of Him Who Saved me and crushed to nothingness, less than dust beneath his holy foot. That’s what I’m praying for, to relieve this self-serving impatience and controlling attitude. I’m praying that it be replaced in full, to overflowing with Godly love, patience and endurance.
I’m unworthy as a father, I have come to consciously realize. I’m unworthy as a husband. I don’t feel any better about this to know that everybody else, every other steak-slinging, football-hurling, dry-shaving hunk-o-flesh out there is unworthy too. Mahaney stresses that we need to be amazed at our calling. We need to learn marvel at God’s patience with us which should put us right where we belong in relationship to our own patience with our families. We need to seek grace to imitate God’s patience only after we have marveled at God’s patience.
“Aren’t you grateful that He does not treat us as our sins deserve?”
And I am sure of this, that he who began a good work in you will bring it to completion at the day of Jesus Christ. – Philippians 1:6
Here’s what’s next. I have to take confidence in the sovereignty of God here. Ordinary fathers don’t produce extraordinary results. The Lord does this. He works in us daddies and husbands to produce a heart that is filled with love, a spirit drenched in patience and a sharp, wise mind that is filled with the Gospel. That alone is a supernatural act of God: a miracle in and of itself. Fathers neither desire nor deserve this miracle on our own. Just as he gave his son as the sacrifice that atones for sin, so does the Father freely give this to us.
for it is God who works in you, both to will and to work for his good pleasure. – Philippians 2:13
Now faith is the assurance of things hoped for, the conviction of things not seen – Hebrews 11:1
And he works in our families to bring them to his throne in faith and submission. It is not for an ordinary father to save his children but only to pray and preach and love and pray. It is for the Only Extraordinary Father to do the work of growing and harvesting the crop that resides in my home. And I must be faithful to rest in that comfort. I could not bear the guilt if it were my ultimate responsibility for their rebellion any more than I can take any credit whatsoever for their conversion.
I can only pray like crazy, praise the Lord for his sovereign will in my life and that of my family. I can count our many blessings and live day in, day out shod with the boots of the gospel of peace. And read Romans 12:1-2 every chance I get.
I appeal to you therefore, brothers, by the mercies of God, to present your bodies as a living sacrifice, holy and acceptable to God, which is your spiritual worship. Do not be conformed to this world, but be transformed by the renewal of your mind, that by testing you may discern what is the will of God, what is good and acceptable and perfect.
An aside: Bible study at church tonight was about obedience and then the will of God. These were the last two lessons in the Grace To You “Fundamentals of the Faith” study series. I followed the discussion, had good notes, had no trouble with the theology or the practical bits. What came to mind was the short part about obeying in love, serving the Lord from the heart.
I wrote a few thousand words on this in my study of 1st John 2 years ago. Lamentably, I realize that my love and passion for Christ, not to mention my family, fall far short of my desire for wisdom and knowledge. I know the Lord is working in me to desire and love. I know this because I have the great desire to love in me. I sure don’t express or act on it well. I’m working on it.
If I could have the characteristics of any of the great teachers around today, I’d pursue C.J. Mahaney’s. He has a quality that resounds with passion and grace and humility and love. More than the analytical, fiery preaching, cutting wit and winning smiles of many, I would have the publicly self-denying humility of this man, his apparent fervent or heartfelt devotion to the Lord’s work in church and family. I’ve heard a number of his speeches and interviews and he’s… so… alive… in his life. Amazing. That’s God’s grace in a man. So I want him to be my hero. I wouldn’t know what to say to him if I met him. I doubt he’d let me say much of what I think of him now, for he would sniff and dismiss it all, if I understand him from what I’ve heard so far.