Discipline your children while there is hope; do not set your heart on their destruction.
I called my son last evening and was treated to a rather gigglesome grandson in the back ground, apparently being very uncooperative with the usual bedtime routine. I enjoyed every millisecond of it although I suspect my son was not as entertained. Grandpa and Zaide were all smiles from our end of the phone. One of the joys of being a grandparent is to revel in the fun stuff not having the heavy responsibilities. We are not required to be real disciplinarians
As we are all children of God though we take our journey seriously. Perhaps we can envision God giggling a bit at our own foibles and crying when we hurt ourselves or when we make mistakes, the overall journey is one of seriousness. We are deciding to say yes or no to eternal happiness. We are saying yes or no to cooperation with the joyful and magnificent creature that God created us to be. Heavy stuff for sure.
What are we doing that we can lend discipline to on our journey and in our relationship with God? I am not speaking of corporal punishment, self flagellation at our mistakes or not having fun ( which I am sure even Jesus himself as a human indulged in ). We are physical and spiritual, and we are after all, humans. Jesus was human. But let's return to that bit about discipline. Are we disciplined disciples? Do we have the commitment to tow the line for ourselves? Can we show God that we want to be at least a good friend, one that would be there for him as he walked the Via Dolorosa? Would we, ( do we ) deny him as Peter did? Jesus who? Do we have the discipline to set aside time for Him every day? Once a week? In everything that we do?
What kind of discipline do you exercise?
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