Dear moms, it is incumbent upon us to live out this thing called faith. Our children need to see what faith-walking looks like. Christ, clothed in our humanity. In the kitchen. In the den. In the midst of crisis. In the monotony of the mundane. In times of joy and walking through the valley of the shadow of death. We need to parent out of the overflow of our devotional life and love for the Lord Jesus Christ.
We live on ten acres in a rural part of
Several years ago I had lain across the foot of my bed with a sick headache. It was late afternoon, and I had taken some pain medicine and hoped to sleep off the effects of my throbbing misery. I was somewhere between deep sleep and lapsing into a coma when I become mildly conscious of the fact that my friend Renae was calling my name. Startled, I cracked one eye open to see if I was dreaming or if my friend was, in fact, standing over me. Yes, that was my friend all right. Renae was speaking to me in a very low and strangely controlled tone of voice. She was carefully measuring her words.
“Jean,” she said. “I don’t want to alarm you, but the field is on fire and it is heading this way!” I did not immediately grasp the meaning of the words she spoke, but I could not help but notice that she was now screaming in my ear and hopping from one foot to the other. Even in my heavily medicated state, I could tell that meant trouble!
“What did you say?” I managed to groggily reply as I pulled myself upright into a sitting position. “Fire!” she screamed. Now I was fully awake! We both ran out the kitchen door to the back of our property. The field behind us was engulfed in flames and it was rapidly moving towards our property. We watched in horror as tongues of flames lapped up the broom straw, silently fueling the fire and feeding its fury.
Renae and I could see a fire truck on the far side of the field and our faithful volunteer firefighters feverishly working to limit the damage and contain the fire. Suddenly we were aware of heavy equipment coming up my driveway and rumbling across our property to approach the fire from a different direction. The flames were now only 10 feet from our fence line. In no time, the heavy tractors were unloaded and used to make dirt fire walls, surrounding the fire and cutting it off from its source of fuel. Thankfully, the fire was quickly brought under control and the flames were soon extinguished.
Fire can be very useful. However, fires must be carefully tended. Too much fuel can lead to wildfire. Too little fuel can reduce a flaming fire to a pile of glowing embers.
*Excerpt from Run Well, Finish Strongby Jean Stockdale
In 2 Timothy 1:6 Paul wrote, For this reason I remind you to kindle afresh the gift of God which is in you through the laying on of my hands.As believers we are in danger of wildfire-that is falling victim to a counterfeit move of God, fueled by Satan and fraught with doctrinal error. On the other hand, we are in danger of failing to feed our devotional love for the Lord Jesus and reducing our passion for the things of God to smoldering embers. Paul urges us to continually fan the flames and stir the embers through personal Bible study, prayer, Scripture memorization, and other disciplines of the faith.
In order to pass the baton of the faith to the next generation we must kindle afresh the gift of God. Blessings.