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I will praise You, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made.
PSALM 139:14 NKJV
A well-meaning relative asked my two-year-old son, Noah, How is your baby brother? His reply was short and to the point.
He cries and cries and cries.
My wife and I thought we had the parenting thing downthe first child was so easy. Noah rarely cried and was content to sit on the floor with a pile of books and simple toys, entertaining himself for hours.
Friends tried to warn us: Wait until you get a second one, it will be so much different than the first! We dismissed them. How different could another kid be? The joke was clearly on us.
Our second child entered the world three weeks early through a storm of complications and did not breathe on his own at first. The doctor told me Ethan would remain on oxygen for a few hours, but he did not know my little fighter.
My baby boy stayed on the oxygen for half an hour, at which time the nurse said, Come and get him! Once he started crying, he hardly stopped for a couple years. Emerging from the long colicky stage, Ethan proved to be our strong-willed child. Stubborn as could be, he was the aggressor in any type of play, and it was not a wise idea to try to take a toy away from him. Noah continued to love books and reading, while Ethan could not sit still long enough to fool with a book.
Through the years, I have learned to appreciate the differences in my boys, who share the same looks but not much else. I am an only child, so my children are my frame of reference for the uniqueness of siblings within the same family.
Like the snowflakes and autumn leaves fashioned by the Creators hands to be special, each person is unique by design, and I can appreciate the contrasting traits in my sons, knowing they are fearfully and wonderfully made. Noah is crafted in the image of God to carry out an ordained purpose only he can fulfill, and it is the same with Ethan. If we were all the same, life would be boring, so God spiced things up.
CARLTON
Father, remind me everyone is carefully made in Your image and help me appreciate the differences.
If any of you lacks wisdom, let him ask of God, who gives to all liberally and without reproach, and it will be given to him.
JAMES 1:5 NKJV
G randmother! John-Pauls eyes were wide. Its Geoffrey! Get the scissors! Hurry!
My mother rushed to the backyard. My eldest son, Geoffrey, hung from the top of the swing set with a rope around his neck. He grasped his Davy Crockett musket in one hand and clawed at the strand around his neck with the other. The swing bent under his weight as he danced on tiptoe, trying to get free.
I wasnt home, but you can imagine the fear that twisted my gut when I heard about the close call. I had almost lost my son.
Why, I asked Geoffrey, did you hang yourself?
I was pretending I was British.
What?!
I was being hung for high treason against the Crown. Only I couldnt get the rope off, and I almost got hanged for real.
I wondered again how any of us with a Y chromosome lives to grow up.
I think Geoffreys role-play incident shaved five years off my life. Being a dad is hard, even harder when you never had anyone to show you how. What do you do when you are faced with the unexpected, dangerous, or downright weird? I couldnt call my dad for advice. Maybe you cant either.
But we can call on God.
This is not Gods first parenting rodeo. He is full of wisdom and delights in sharing it with His sons who are trying to be dads. Whether your child is in danger by doing something as nutty as playing make-believe with a real noose or as risky as drugs or crime, God knows how to respond.
Need wisdom for being a father today? Ask God for it. And keep a sharp pair of scissors handy to cut down any treasonous children from their homemade gallows.
HOLLAND
Father, remind me that Your wisdom is infinitely greater than mine as I seek to be a good father today.
Be kind to one another, tenderhearted, forgiving one another, even as God in Christ forgave you.
EPHESIANS 4:32 NKJV
N oah was two and a half when Ethan was born. He had been the kingnot only our first child but the first grandchild on both sides of the family. Suddenly he had to share the spotlight with this new addition, and that was not always easy.
When Ethan was a few months old, he and Noah were playing on the floor. Noah took a toy away from baby brother, and predictably, Ethan pitched a big fit. It was a milestonetheir first sibling fight. It was before the days of social media, so I apologize for not having a meme or photo to commemorate the event.
Give the toy back to Ethan and say youre sorry, my wife Kathy instructed Noah.
With shades of things to come, Noah threw the toy at Ethans feet and, in the most sarcastic voice possible, said Sorry, sorry, sorry!
Not exactly what Kathy had in mind. I fought back laughter as she chastised Noah, who was not used to sharing his toys.
We used the situation to talk about asking for forgiveness. Gods Word tells us our repentance must be true repentance, not just lip service or an act. If we come to the Lord with a repentant, sincere heart, He is faithful and just to forgive us. When we apologize to someone, we must be genuine about it.
Forgiveness seems like a simple thing, but many people cannot understand it. Instead, we hold grudges for years or believe the lie that we cannot be forgiven. In Gods economy, however, a sincere Im sorry works, even for brothers.
I would love to say the toy escapade was the last incident of fighting, sarcasm, and subsequent forgiveness between my sons, but I would not want to lie in an inspirational book.