How many times
have we cried for our children when we were disappointed with their
behavior, their lifestyles, their public conduct, their choices?
If we cry about the things that our children do that disappoint us, is God crying when we disappoint Him?
I posted something earlier today about, I made God cry, and I was going to end it there, but the Holy Spirit would not let me rest. A few days ago, while teaching a class, I had an opportunity to witness to a young lady who is struggling with sexual sin. After the class was dismissed, she told me that something I had said during the class had ignited something within her, but she didn't know how to change her desires--which apparently overruled her sense of righteousness. I listened and tried to explain how I had overcome by finding something else--something constructive to do when those urges plagued me. That wasn't enough. Finally, I had to share something with her that I had not shared with anyone before. I had reached a place in my walk of faith and in my relationship with God (my Daddy) where I realized I did not want to see Him crying over me. I explained to her that I had actually visualized my Daddy, sitting on His throne, shaking His head sadly and I watched the tears fall. He was commiserating over my behavior. While I watched Him cry, I understood the tears were because He loved and only wanted the very best for me. Since then, I have not wanted my Daddy to cry over the things I do. I want Him to rejoice over the things I do and for that reason--I try with everything in me-to be obedient--whether it makes my flesh feel good or not. I have learned that obedience is better than sacrifice. Before we left the classroom--her face was bathed in tears--but she said she had never felt happier or lighter (burdens lifted).
I will not sacrifice my relationship with my loving Father in order to pacify flesh or fleshly desires. We are all coming to a place where on That Day...we will stand before Him and receive the pronouncement that indicates the type of ambassador we truly were. I don't know about you, but all I want to hear is "well done, my beloved child."
When we love our children, we cry over their mistakes made in life, their choices, and pray that they will come to a place in their lives where they realize--they must make better choices--and they can only do that if they have a right relationship with God. I'm not talking about just going to church or being in a certain ministry. I'm talking about having a loving relationship with God that requires us to acknowledge when we screwed things up and to receive correction. When we acknowledge where we are--God can and will guide us lovingly--to the path of correction and blessings He has for us.
I don't know about you, but I love my children and I have cried myself to sleep many nights--concerned and disappointed by the choices they made--and I have not stopped crying or praying, yet. They know I love them, I just hope I live long enough to see them love me that much in return. It is really, all about love. When we truly love--we do not wish to hurt or cause pain to the one who loves us.
How much do you love God today? Enough to cease making Him cry? I hope so. Because He loved us enough to die for us, we should love Him enough to live (righteously) for Him!
If we cry about the things that our children do that disappoint us, is God crying when we disappoint Him?
I posted something earlier today about, I made God cry, and I was going to end it there, but the Holy Spirit would not let me rest. A few days ago, while teaching a class, I had an opportunity to witness to a young lady who is struggling with sexual sin. After the class was dismissed, she told me that something I had said during the class had ignited something within her, but she didn't know how to change her desires--which apparently overruled her sense of righteousness. I listened and tried to explain how I had overcome by finding something else--something constructive to do when those urges plagued me. That wasn't enough. Finally, I had to share something with her that I had not shared with anyone before. I had reached a place in my walk of faith and in my relationship with God (my Daddy) where I realized I did not want to see Him crying over me. I explained to her that I had actually visualized my Daddy, sitting on His throne, shaking His head sadly and I watched the tears fall. He was commiserating over my behavior. While I watched Him cry, I understood the tears were because He loved and only wanted the very best for me. Since then, I have not wanted my Daddy to cry over the things I do. I want Him to rejoice over the things I do and for that reason--I try with everything in me-to be obedient--whether it makes my flesh feel good or not. I have learned that obedience is better than sacrifice. Before we left the classroom--her face was bathed in tears--but she said she had never felt happier or lighter (burdens lifted).
I will not sacrifice my relationship with my loving Father in order to pacify flesh or fleshly desires. We are all coming to a place where on That Day...we will stand before Him and receive the pronouncement that indicates the type of ambassador we truly were. I don't know about you, but all I want to hear is "well done, my beloved child."
When we love our children, we cry over their mistakes made in life, their choices, and pray that they will come to a place in their lives where they realize--they must make better choices--and they can only do that if they have a right relationship with God. I'm not talking about just going to church or being in a certain ministry. I'm talking about having a loving relationship with God that requires us to acknowledge when we screwed things up and to receive correction. When we acknowledge where we are--God can and will guide us lovingly--to the path of correction and blessings He has for us.
I don't know about you, but I love my children and I have cried myself to sleep many nights--concerned and disappointed by the choices they made--and I have not stopped crying or praying, yet. They know I love them, I just hope I live long enough to see them love me that much in return. It is really, all about love. When we truly love--we do not wish to hurt or cause pain to the one who loves us.
How much do you love God today? Enough to cease making Him cry? I hope so. Because He loved us enough to die for us, we should love Him enough to live (righteously) for Him!
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