Teaching Fear of the Lord Again

The Bible teaches us that the fear of the Lord can be taught. When I first read this concept in Psalm 34:11, I was a little bit lost, because I could see plainly the the Fear of the Lord could be taught, but I didn’t know HOW to teach it.

Ever since then, that’s been in the back of my mind as I read the Bible. I’ve been asking God to show me HOW to teach the fear of the Lord. Today I read a passage that gives me some insight.

Haggai was a prophet during the reconstruction period of the second Jewish temple. But the Jewish people had gotten discouraged and weren’t being faithful to have the right priorities. They weren’t rebuilding the temple. So Haggai told them to consider their ways (and by implication, what they truly believed about God and his provision. Happily, the people listened and obeyed.

 Then Zerubbabel the son of Shealtiel, and Joshua the son of Josedech, the high priest, with all the remnant of the people, obeyed the voice of the Lord their God, and the words of Haggai the prophet, as the Lord their God had sent him, and the people did fear before the Lord.

13 Then spake Haggai the Lord’s messenger in the Lord’s message unto the people, saying, I am with you, saith the Lord.

14 And the Lord stirred up the spirit of Zerubbabel the son of Shealtiel, governor of Judah, and the spirit of Joshua the son of Josedech, the high priest, and the spirit of all the remnant of the people; and they came and did work in the house of the Lord of hosts, their God, Haggai 1:12-14

Some observations.

  • First, notice that obedience came first. It seems that the fear of the Lord came after.
  • Second, I am interested in Haggai’s message in this context of fearing the Lord. Sometimes we mamas want to teach the fear of the Lord by emphasizing that God is not pleased with our sin. While this is true, and while the fear of the Lord is what causes us to depart from evil, in this passage, Haggai emphasizes God’s presence and his ability to fulfil his promises.
  • Notice verse 7: As part of this message that results in the people growing to fear the Lord, God promises to take pleasure in their obedience!
  • And notice the the Lord stirs up the people to continue to work in verse 14. Haven’t you seen this in your own life? When my kitchen is a mess, the last thing I feel like doing is starting to clean. But when I choose to obey God in order to please him, I keep working, and I am happy to work, and I gain momentum. It seems the people in this passage work the same way. This is a good example to teach our children I think. It is a good reminder when I don’t feel like obeying, too! Maybe I’ll talk about this today!

Forcing a Change

[I found this draft that I wrote several years ago and never completed. I think it is worthwhile finishing and posting. The text I am adding will be in italics.]

Because of my background in special education, I am occasionally asked specific questions about children with disabilities. One of the challenges facing Christian parents with a special needs child is addressing weaknesses directly related to a child’s disability.

I say all of this because I’ve noticed for some time that Bethel has a great deal of difficulty looking at me, particularly for extended periods of time (she’ll look at me briefly, but will not hold a steady gaze) or when I ask her to, in order to ensure she understood something I have said. I didn’t remember David having difficulty with this concept, but I also realize that I wasn’t as distracted with David as a toddler as I was with Bethel as a toddler (with a brother sixteen months older, and a sister twenty two months younger). I’ve been assuming the difficulty was a result of my lack of consistency, and not an inherent difficulty in maintaining social eye contact.

Watching the ease with which my youngest daughter responds when I talk to her (I rarely have to ask her to look at me when I talk, and when I do ask her to look at me, her response is immediate) has given me insight into my oldest daughter. The difference is not my imagination.  [This observation makes me laugh five years later. My youngest is still extremely sensitive to connectivity. She wants to be connected with people, loves social interaction, and still has no problem with eye contact.]

This line of thinking leads me to conclude that it is probably in actuality difficult for Bethel to look at me when I ask her to. This conclusion leads me to an important question: How much do I challenge the difficulty?
If she responds appropriately, should I require her to look at me? What should my response to my conclusion be?

Tentatively, I believe my first response should take place within myself. I need to have patience with her, realizing that not looking up when asked may not be a rebellious action. I also believe in the importance of continuing to help her understand the importance of making eye contact. It’s worth working on, as long as I recognize that she may not get it as quickly as I would like. Since she still doesn’t always respond right away (either a verbal response, or simply obeying), it might be a good idea to consider some brainstorming into how I’m giving commands (I’ve already noticed some things) or how I’m requiring her to respond. As long as she obeys, it really doesn’t matter that she look at me or give a verbal response. Those requirements are simply tools for her to help her obey.

I still say, “Look at me,” although I have long since backed off of requiring eye contact. She doesn’t seem to have the same aversion to eye contact, although I’ve discovered that Bethel responds well to low-intensity communication. (Her difficulty as a three year old was intensity, not eye contact, as I had supposed.) I have more success holding her close to me and talking without eye contact even now. She likes to write, and I discovered that she will write questions for me in her journal, and wants me to answer them in writing. She likes to have conversations while we work together in the kitchen.

I still think forcing change gently is a good approach. But in this situation, there was much more learning to understand my child than simply teaching her to change.

When My Urgency is Misplaced

The kids are reading through Genesis right now (Their Bible reading plan also includes a portion from Proverbs each day).

After they finish, I’ve been asking them what they read about. I usually let them pick what they bring up, and ask questions about that. Then I ask, “Is there anything that will help you today in your reading?” Sometimes they see something. Sometimes they don’t. I will add that their hermeneutic often terrible, and I have been deliberately pretty easy on them. I don’t want to be too corrective at this early stage in the game.

A few weeks ago, they were reading about Hagar. Bethel asked if Hagar was saved. That was a good question, and we spent some time talking about Hagar and Ishmael. That brought up the discussion that has since then been rattling in my head: Abraham and Sarah believed God regarding an heir, but they didn’t see how God would accomplish his promise. I tend to think that God’s timing was feeding their sense of urgency. After all, with each passing year, Sarah was less (!) likely to bear a son. God’s timing was impeccable, but Abraham and Sarah didn’t wait for him.

And I think of myself. I, too, have too short of a time perspective. I want my children to learn good habits in a month. I am impatient when they struggle yet again with teasing too much or showing kindness too little. I want them to be unselfish, and I am dismayed when they make choices that reveal a profound selfishness. I start to doubt myself when I don’t see instant results. I am quickly discouraged when I see my own limitations mirrored in my children with startling accuracy.

And when I share the gospel with my neighbors, I am dismayed that I am leaving work undone. No decisions have been made. New relationships developing with a neighbor three months before I’m gone: did God make a mistake? I forget that God’s timing is impeccable. I can trust that he is working, even when I cannot see it or when his working is happening slowly from my perspective. I feel the urgency. I’m leaving soon and it will be too late! But I must also be obedient and do the things I know I ought to do in the meantime (phone calls, anyone?) This is where I should sense the urgency.

I must urgently obey today when I know to do, and trust contentedly God’s timing in the big things that I cannot control.

Surely I have calmed and quieted my soul,
Like a weaned child with his mother;
Like a weaned child is my soul within me. Psalm 131:2

 

Requiring Bible Reading

At Christmas time, I saw a Bible reading plan that my pastor brother-in-law had written for his church. He designed it to help new readers of God’s Word from getting bogged down, and yet guide them as they develop good habits of reading the Bible. My sister-in-law Rebecca explained that they were excited to be reading as a church body, so that seasoned believers who have no trouble following a Bible reading plan would be reading along with those new to reading the Bible. They are praying for this corporate reading to lead to more corporate conversations revolving around God’s Word– true fellowship.

Aha! I thought. This would be fantastic for children– So I begged a booklet, and I decided that, for the first time ever, I would be requiring daily Bible reading.

I’ve blogged about this before. I am uneasy with requiring spiritual responses from children. I have been trying to tease out what exactly I’m trying to avoid and accomplish as I reconsider my approach.

First, in the past, my children had not made a profession of faith. I was particularly concerned that requiring spiritual activity would tend toward confusing them for their need for Christ. I did not want them thinking that developing Bible reading (or other spiritual disciplines) was essentially making them right with God.

I also wanted to see their responses to the gospel, apart from my direction. By requiring spiritual disciplines, I can cloud my own perspective of where they are spiritually. Especially when I’m trying to understand their response to the gospel, I wanted to step back and watch.

However, as I watch them, I see that that have a desire to read their Bibles. I see that they know they should read their Bibles, and I see that their conscience troubles them (they feel guilty) when they don’t. But they don’t yet have the discipline or knowledge to regularly read on their own. Their appetite is developing, but it is not voracious.

As I consider other habits that I require, I am understanding that, at this stage of my children’s lives, requiring a regular time of Bible reading will be helpful for them. I’ve been doing this about a month, and had about two and a half weeks of reading. (I’m still working on keeping it consistent even when our schedule shifts and changes.) I’ve noticed that our children seem to be responding right now to individual discussion of the content (instead of waiting until they are all finished, and then talking about it at the table all together), that they WANT to discuss what they are reading, and that they are really enjoying having something to check off each day. They did much better when I dedicated a drawer just for pens and their booklets. (Before, they would spend 10 minutes looking for their sheets which for some reason never stayed in their Bibles.)

I do have some weak spots: I need to be faithful in reading to Laurel, who is not a strong enough reader to read the selections by herself. I’d say I’ve read about half of the days to her. I need to be more faithful to help them be more faithful. I am certain that requiring Bible reading will not be something I do perpetually, but I do want to help them develop the skills they need to keep reading on their own.

Tomorrow I’ll talk about one of our corporate conversations that has stuck with me for several weeks.

I found another person who wrote a Bible reading plan for children here. He has a similar idea (read his explanation of the plan), but adds a guided response prompt with each reading. I like it very much!

 

 

Obey Right Away

That’s not a trick post title, but I’m not talking about what we tell the three year old (or nine year old) after we have given them instruction.

I’m talking about us.

Today while our children were eating breakfast, I jumped off the couch (before I could lazily change my mind) and brought my Bible to the table. While they ate, I read and shared what was on my heart.

I read them what I read this morning:

Behold, the days come, saith the Lord God, that I will send a famine in the land, not a famine of bread, nor a thirst for water, but of hearing the words of the Lord: 12 And they shall wander from sea to sea, and from the north even to the east, they shall run to and fro to seek the word of the Lord, and shall not find it.13 In that day shall the fair virgins and young men faint for thirst. Amos 8:11-13

I asked the kids what it meant to have a famine of God’s Word. They understood the concept pretty well. (David pointed out the 400 years of silence between the last of the prophets and Jesus’ coming to earth.) I told them that even today we have a famine of hearing God’s Word, and this is one reason that I’m keen for them to learn and study God’s Word while they are young.

That reminded me of Matthew 9:36-39:

But when he saw the multitudes, he was moved with compassion on them, because they fainted, and were scattered abroad, as sheep having no shepherd.37 Then saith he unto his disciples, The harvest truly is plenteous, but the labourers are few; 38 Pray ye therefore the Lord of the harvest, that he will send forth labourers into his harvest.

We’re moving to Okinawa, Japan, this summer. Moving frequently motivates me to pray more. Today I’m burdened with the need for laborers in our new places. I’m burdened that our children see the need to obey right away when they see something in Scripture that they know how to obey. I don’t want them to simply stuff their heads with Scripture (not really in danger of this yet) without learning to be doers of the Word.

I told them my burden that we obey when we find something we can obey. I told them of my burden to find a good church in our new home. So we all took turns praying for Okinawa, that God would send and prepare laborers there.

I’m thinking that there are lots of Scriptures that we can obey right away. How many times do I intend to obey, but just forget? I’m asking God to show me Scripture that I can share and obey with my children. What Scriptures should we tackle next?

Jesus’ Lectures on Humility

It’s a good thing to adore Jesus, to contemplate our salvation. We should learn to be still, and consider the great things that Christ is and has done. However, we are not helpless when it comes to fighting sin. We can come up on our own with clever ways to do right, but God’s Word faithfully makes the connections that we need between our choices and behavior. We should carefully study these connections first. It has been said that we shouldn’t treat the Bible as a bunch of things to do….. but we err in that we do not know the Scriptures.

Take humility. A pastor friend of ours was talking about humility, and pointed out that Jesus  makes the same statement about humility three recorded times in Scriptures, each with a different application. That sounds promising doesn’t it? Do you need humility? Do you think of humility like I do sometimes, as a feeling that comes and goes? Want to know how to fight the pride in your life?

Here is what Jesus said here:

For whosoever exalteth himself shall be abased;
and he that humbleth himself shall be exalted.

And here is the story he told:

And he put forth a parable to those which were bidden, when he marked how they chose out the chief rooms; saying unto them.

When thou art bidden of any man to a wedding, sit not down in the highest room; lest a more honourable man than thou be bidden of him;

And he that bade thee and him come and say to thee, Give this man place; and thou begin with shame to take the lowest room.

10 But when thou art bidden, go and sit down in the lowest room; that when he that bade thee cometh, he may say unto thee, Friend, go up higher: then shalt thou have worship in the presence of them that sit at meat with thee.

11 For whosoever exalteth himself shall be abased; and he that humbleth himself shall be exalted. (Luke 14:7-11)

How many times do our children fight about where they are going to sit? We can certainly apply the principle, but before we stray too far, consider how easy it is for us to choose the best seats.

  • Children wanting to sit in the front seat. (Or in the back back, or not in the middle)
  • Children sitting next to mom or dad at the dinner table.
  • Children sitting next to a popular friend at church.
  • What are the best seats at a potluck?
  • What are the best seats at a meeting? (next to the leader, perhaps?)
  • Seats near the guest of honor (or a celebrity pastor/ speaker/ writer)?
  • Can you think of any other ways where we or our children are tempted to choose the best seats?

Truthfully, I was blown away as I thought about deliberately cultivating humility by choosing something as simple as a place to sit. I was struck by the relevance of Jesus’ words to the conflicts with my children. So before I start considering the broader implications of choosing the best for myself, first, I want to simply think about where I sit.

I had opportunity to share the story with our children, but it is still rolling around my head weeks later.

Lectures: Goes Around, Comes Around

Yesterday we drove home after a really great visit to California. The ride was enjoyable. Our children are getting old enough so that driving long distances isn’t a huge burden, and we listen to audio books, or give them paper and pencil. They do fine. (Bethel spent a good deal of her time helping us all make up an island, complete with birds, businesses, and tropical narwhals.)

About 250 miles from home, I woke up to the bumps that meant Lee was moving to the side of the road, and his saying that the engine had blown. Our van has over 200,000 miles, so this isn’t a huge surprise, but it does mean for a longer trip home. As Lee sighed and reached for the door handle, we noticed a tow truck driving up behind and then beside us. “Looks like you have trouble,” the old guy said with a sweet smile, so cheerful and sudden that I thought he must have been an angel.

Lee drove for a bit with the tow truck guy to get a cell phone signal, and I comforted the children. I was feeling great, trusting God. “Look at how God sent that tow truck man before daddy could even get out and look at the car!”

Bethel asked to come sit on my lap. “I’ve never broken down before!” she said. “I don’t like breaking down. What are we going to do?”

I cheerfully repeated how wonderful it was that God provided what we needed at that moment, and how that encourages us to trust him with the future things. Then I told them as best as I could what we would do next and how we would get home. Bethel listened, but truthfully, she was still distressed, even after we drove into town with the cheerful tow truck angel, and found a play place while Lee went to find a way home.

Several hours later, our kind pastor drove out with a truck that could haul our van home and carry our whole family. We started off around eleven, and the children quickly went back to sleep. We quickly discovered that the van and the truck became unstable above 50 mph (speed limit on this stretch of road was 80). It took several times of having the truck and van start to fishtail, slightly at first, and building in intensity until we thought we would surely roll both vehicles. The men stayed calm and eventually the fishtailing slowed and the truck was drivable again. In the back seat, with the children sleeping peacefully, I was wide awake and white knuckled, gripping the hand rest in a feeble attempt to stabilize the sideways motion I was feeling.

“Look at how God provides! We don’t have to know the future to trust him. The Lord our God is with us, wherever we go, and he will uphold us with his hands.” My words given earlier came back to me. I was reminded of my slight impatience that my dear child was still distressed after hearing these amazing truths. I reminded myself of God’s love and care, but the tension and slight nausea did not go away. I did not really want to be sanctified by a car accident. I was reminded of other times when I had told the children HOW to cast our cares on God: pray, remind ourselves that God is in control, and then simply start thinking of something else. I did that. I think I was trusting God, but still I gripped the arm rest.

The truck continued to drive on the hilly road. Large trucks speeded past us. Nobody spoke, and I figured at last that I would try to sleep. Choosing to sleep is a good way of trusting the Lord. But then as the truck would ever so slightly get past the threshold of a safe speed on a downward hill, I would be awakened by the gentle rocking back and forth of the truck. I tensed up, and then breathed again as the truck slowed and drove straight once more. The trip was long, and I did not sleep.

Finally home, and getting some hours of sleep, I was able to think straight. I was reminded at how often God helps me hear my lectures in a fresh light when I try them out on my own circumstances. In this case, the words were true and right, but I had been somewhat insensitive to their emotional response to something quite scary for a child. Is it possible to feel nauseated with fear and still trust God? I hadn’t really considered this at all as I lectured my children. I hadn’t considered that the feelings of fear could be present even while they were trusting God, that after they were safely home, their trust would grow even more as they remembered how God had provided.

Later as a good friend talked about the emotions she felt at a new direction in their family schedule, I told her cheerfully that I would pray for her. She agreed, and wisely mentioned that obedience doesn’t always “feel” right or peaceful, but we still have to go forward and trust. I remembered the fear I had felt hours earlier while repeating the true words to myself, and I gained a new understanding of my friend’s feelings. Again, I felt thankful for God-given insight. God is a gentle teacher; may I be gentle and compassionate teacher to my children as well.

When Giving Responsibility Fails

Awhile back, I asked Lee if he would help me get back in shape by running with me in the mornings. That’s because I was doing a dismal job disciplining myself to exercise regularly, even though at one time long ago, I enjoyed running quite a bit.   So we have been running for several months now, about two or three times a week (more or less, as his schedule allows).

Every morning when Lee announces that we will be running, I rebel. I had to stop grumbling on the outside because I was afraid Lee would take me seriously and stop running with me. But if he gives me the option, I will say no every time.

In fact, I’m still questioning the wisdom of getting up to run, even after we actually start running. I’m telling myself that there are easier ways of getting in shape, and so on. Not until I’m finishing a run am I really glad I did it.

The point I am learning is that sometimes, we give our children responsibility, and they fail miserably. That’s because they are like me with my running. They like the results of responsibility, but they haven’t yet learned how to get through the painful part on their own. What’s a mother to do?

Sigh. Perhaps we must not fear forcing certain activities on our children (I’m contemplating Bible reading, piano practicing, and cleaning rooms). We must get through the painful part of supervising, checking, and keeping short accounts. We risk giving more responsibility, because sometimes children mature as they see the benefits of self-discipline. It’s easy for me at this stage to get impatient. I’m ready for them to be mature, now. I forget that I’ve got years before they will be ready (and when I consider that I still need another person to force me to do something as valuable as exercising, I am more humble, still).

Cultivating Humility

It’s rather silly that any mother would attempt to teach her children humility without recognizing the obstacles of her own struggle (or lack thereof) with humility and pride. So as I consider helping my children develop a sense of humility, out of necessity, I’m considering the same things in my own life. I suspect that’s exactly what God intends us to do as we teach our children.

Awhile back we noticed one child who habitually says “I know” when given instruction or information. It’s abrasive, not only for family members, but also for others who come in contact with our family. It sounds prideful. After being annoyed and embarrassed by his response a number of times, I realized that his words were habitual, and he probably wasn’t even aware of what he was saying.

“When you say ‘I know,’ did you know that?”
After a second, he acknowledged with a smile that he hadn’t.
“I’ve noticed that you often say, ‘I know’ after you are given instruction or information.
If you didn’t know if before you were told, a better answer is, ‘Oh, I didn’t know that.’”

We talked for a few more seconds about humility and being teachable. How our words reflect and shape what is in our hearts. I try really hard not to make a strong connection between what people think of us and our words (i.e., what people think of you when you say this), simply because it’s not the most important reason to humble ourselves.

He’s working on it. I’ve heard him correct himself, and if he forgets, we just ask, “Did you really already know that?”

[And yes, sometime later we'll work on the prideful need to inform the other person that we DID know that bit of information already. And now I'm asking myself, is this paragraph exactly what I'm talking about? How do I say "I know" in more adult-subtle ways?]

But he giveth more grace. Wherefore he saith, God resisteth the proud, but giveth grace unto the humble. James 4:6

 

Schooling with a Night Owl

All parents wrestle at times with helping motivate their children. The children may sometimes enjoy the benefits of school, chores, and being forced to play with their little brothers, but they don’t always happily choose those things on their own. That sentence sounds like a parental goal developing, eh?

On a whim, I suggested to Bethel that she use some of her night time after bedtime to do her schoolwork. She was complaining that she didn’t have enough time to play, and that she was always the last person doing school EVERY day. It’s true, but mostly because she is distractible, not because her work is particularly difficult.

She was interested, and I set up some parameters. It meant that she would be working ahead at night (not postponing the day’s work until evening). She would still be responsible in the morning for any school discussions, corrections, or things she decided she didn’t want to do at night. And it meant that she would start by doing double schoolwork one day: today’s work in the morning, and tomorrow’s work after bedtime. An hour after bedtime, she woke us up looking for a calculator to check her work. We had to add a rule: she wasn’t allowed to wake us up to ask questions!

Today I checked her work and discovered that her accuracy was improved, particularly with her grammar assignment. She likes that she gets credit for reading at night (something she does anyway most nights). She said, “I like working when it is quiet. I got distracted a few times, but then I told myself to get back to work.” Right now she is happily playing with playmobil while her brother wrestles with math.

Why is this working?

First, I’m letting her use her best thinking hours to accomplish her work. I don’t understand it, but I can see a difference.  In the process, I’m also teaching her to be aware of how she thinks best. We call this metacognition (thinking about thinking– one of the valuable concepts I learned in school).

Second, I’m giving her some autonomy with her schoolwork.  While not all parents are willing or able to let their children do school at night, most of us can find creative ways to give our children more autonomy: deciding which subject to start the day with, or even whether standing up to do homework works better than sitting down. Shifting some of the autonomy helps her understand that school is her job, and her responsibility. I should do more of this in other areas.

She might decide she likes doing school during daylight hours after all. Last night she said she was too tired to stay up and went right to sleep at 8:30. That’s okay, because again, evaluating and making decisions based on our assessments is part of maturing. It’s all good.

Of course, you do realize that letting a child do school at night isn’t the important idea, right? It’s a fun illustration, but its small stuff, and might not work with any other child or family. What’s important is learning how our children are motivated, and gradually helping our children shift their way of thinking from one of dependence (mom or teacher takes full responsibility for this part of my life) to independence (I am responsible for my choices). Those goals can be accomplished in a million ways, all best suited to individual mom and child personalities and schedules.