James 1:17-27
Shaped for Love
September 2, 2012 James
Sledge
Five
year old Tommy walks in to the kitchen from the family room carrying an empty
bowl. “Mom,” he says, “can I have some
more ice cream?” “No,” she says. “You’ve
already had two bowls and it’s nearly bedtime.”
“But please,” he whines. “I’m still hungry.” But she stands her ground and Tommy stomps
off back to the family room and the television.
Before
long his mother comes into the room and says, “Okay big fella, it’s time to get
ready for bed.” Tommy of course
objects. “Do I have to? I’m not tired.” His mother is gentle but firm. “Yes, you do have to. It’s a school night, and you can stop the
video and finish watching it tomorrow.”
Tommy
continues to whine and complain as he is led off to brush his teeth and put on
pajamas. “When I grow up I’m gonna stay
up as late as I want, and I’m gonna eat all the ice cream I want. Nobody’s gonna tell me what to do.” His mother just smiles and says, “Well when
you grow up you can do that.”
I
suspect that at some point in their lives, all children are convinced that
their parent’s chief purpose in life is to keep them from doing the things they
enjoy. Parents burden their lives with
arbitrary rules which serve little purpose beyond making them miserable. And they long for the day when they will make
their own rules.
Of
course most children grow up and decide not to stay up all night eating nothing
but ice cream. And when they have
children of their own, they burden those children with bedtimes, deserts
contingent on eating their vegetables, and so on. As many people have noted, your parents seem
to get a lot smarter as you get older.
There
must be something in our human nature that makes us chafe when rules are
imposed on us. We seem to assume that
they are unnecessary constraints on us.
And while most of us grow up and gain a certain appreciation of our
parents’ rules, this view of rules as burdens remains with us. Drivers don’t like speed limits. Corporations fuss about environmental laws,
and people howl and threaten to sue anytime anyone infringes on their rights or
tries to tell them what to do.
Most
of us have learned to appreciate many of our parents’ rules, and cognitively we
understand the need for speed limits, for not allowing everyone just to do
whatever he or she pleases. But still we
chafe at the idea that another can restrict our freedom in any way. And this aversion to rules extends to those
that come from God. People think of
religious rules as things that restrict our freedoms, that keep us from doing
things that would be fun, that interfere with us enjoying our lives. That’s probably why Mark Twain once said, “Go to heaven for the climate and hell for the company.”