June 15, 2014


What being a father taught me about God It is a lesson in total humility (Matt K. Lewis, 6/15/14, The Week)

[T]he first thing I discovered when I had my first boy was the profound love I had for him. This sounds cliched, of course, but you really can't explain it. Before I had kids, I could intellectually understand the concept, but not fully appreciate it. Similarly, I thought people who put pictures of their kids on Facebook were lame. And then I became a dad.

That's when it hit me: What if the love I have for my children is merely a microcosm of the love God has for me? After all, even when they disobey me, as they sometimes do, my love for them doesn't decline in the slightest. And I'm just flesh and blood.

Another thing I discovered is that G.K. Chesterton was right when he asserted that original sin was the only part of Christian theology that could be proved.

Sure, we love our kids, but they can be bad and annoying. And sometimes they can do or say downright mean things. I remember watching my kids fight over some petty little toy -- watching them be selfish and refuse to share with others -- and thinking how inherently human this was (they didn't learn this from anyone) -- but also how meaningless and pathetic it is for any of us try to hold on to something so temporal and superficial -- something that could be easily snatched away from them at any moment, just as I could snatch up that silly toy.

Another related point: When my boys hurt each other, or take things from each other, whether they realize it or not, they are hurting me, since I love them both. Likewise, God loves all his children, and when we hurt one another, well, why wouldn't God find it to be a personal affront? This principle works in reverse, too, when we are kind to one another. I'm reminded of this: "I tell you the truth, when you did it to one of the least of these my brothers and sisters, you were doing it to me."

Posted by at June 15, 2014 8:59 AM

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