There is no truer statement in the bible. From personal experience those who brought us into this world also have a deep seated desire to send us back out of it when we don't obey them.
But more and more I'm beginning to see how parents play a part in our lives. Whether we've got single parents, both of em', Foster parents, or God himself has given us a spiritual father or mother. Our guardians and guides have a huge impact on who we are. And we should respect and honor them.
But what if they don't deserve honoring? What if they dishonor themselves? What if they just don't appreciate it. What if they don't instruct me in the lord and exasperate me on a daily basis? I haven't had the best of relationships with my parents. I have often felt like they don't understand me, or just plain don't like me. Until God gave me two interesting perspectives.
The first was that my parents were once kids like me too. And that they are people who have been hurt, and disappointed by other people. Just like I have been. But then I have to ask myself the question why do they not understand me, if they have been through what I've been through? Why are they always trying to restrict me? And it struck me that there could be a number of reasons. Maybe their worried that I'm too distracted, that i will struggle through life if they let me go too far out of hand. Maybe their afraid I will be hurt like them or get into trouble. Maybe they just want me home to annoy me and spend time with me. Maybe their afraid I will make the same mistakes they did.
The second was the perspective I received when God put me at the head of a rag tag group of boys as a bible study leader. At first i thought i wasn't ready and I could never ever handle it. Until a very close friend of mine convinced me otherwise. Saying that if i waited until i was ready I would be waiting forever.
When they came to me with issues I did not know what to do or how to handle it most of the time. i wished thee bible was a better manual for discipling. Then it struck me. I didn't come with a manual either. My parents were stuck with me and had to figure me out from day one too. And they chose not to abandon or return me. Which I am forever thankful for.
Five years down the line I find myself deeply connected to these guys. And more and more I realize the burden and the influence God has given me over each of their lives. I get scared for them when I see them making my same mistakes. I over react and get emotional when I talk to them about their futures and how they should take it seriously. At the same time I have hurt, and pushed some of them away. I have failed them when they needed me most. I have seen myself as a parent and i have failed a ton of times.
I wonder if my parents feel the same about me. I have seen them grow and become wonderful and pic men of God and I thank God he has given me the privilege of being a part of that process. I wonder if my parents feel that same way about me.
Somewhere between those first few awkward bible studies where we got to know each other, and the basketball games we improvise together now. God thought me to love these guys like brothers. And i caught a glimpse of what it's like to have to care and guide someone. To love someone and invest in someone. To be responsible for someone. I know it's nothing like actually being a parent. But i see why Paul saw imself as Timothy's spiritual Father.
This change of perspective made me see things from my parents point of view a lot clearer,they care about me, and sometimes their best intentions come out so passionately that they push me away. The same way mine do.
But there was something else. Something I learned when I had to decide if I was gonna pursue my studies abroad. Should I leave them? And my heart and my head both knew the answer had to be no. They were struggling with God and they needed Him, and I had to stand in the gap. That's when God showed me. Our parents fear leaving us. And we never know when they will and neither do they. So they try and prepare us for it, and to hold that love for us in check.
Albeit there are parents who don't fit this bill. The strange thing is that God has said that in those cases he will step in and be our father. Who will not ever forget us even if the mother who bore us does. The father to the fatherless. But his standard remains: Honor your parents-Not honor your parents if they deserve to be honored. And I know it's never easy and never perfect. But God is able to be the father, and set the example.
God loved all of us orphans.
So his son came to set us free.
To love and die and make us sons.
Of His own royal family.
How can I honor them?
Love them.
Be silent when I'm scolded, and talk about it later.
Honor them around others as well.
Not dishonoring myself or them.
Praying for them and obeying them.
Dedicated to Ammi and Thathi-Parents who are worthy of honor.