GrandPause: Prayer is the command center for our warfare. –C. Harper
Prayer is easy to talk about, but not as consistently practiced by many Christians. Is that because we don’t really believe that prayer is important? After all, we can’t see God and so talking to Him might seem unproductive or difficult. And anyway, God knows my heart, right? So why do I need to pray?
The fact that very few people show up for church prayer meetings says a great deal about the value and importance we place on prayer. Yet, the question that must be answered is, “Is prayer really important, and why?”
It’s interesting that when a national or personal crisis occurs and we feel helpless and vulnerable, one of the first things we do is call for prayer. So, deep in our souls we know that prayer is important, at least when we have no other options.
The truth is that we have a crisis right now that concerns the hearts and minds and eternal destiny of our grandchildren. Is that important enough to pray?
GrandPause: The fundamental deception of Satan is the lie that obedience can never bring happiness. R. C. Sproul
Only one of the Ten Commandments comes with a promise attached to it: “Honor your father and mother so that you may live long in the land.” God must give some unique importance to this seemingly inconspicuous command to attach a promise to it.
We just celebrated Mother’s Day last week as part of the commandment to honor our mothers and fathers. With Father’s Day just around the corner, I want to encourage all my readers to get involved in the Honor Your Father campaign being promoted in churches across America as a way to begin putting into practice this command of God.
There are more than enough examples of fatherless homes in our land today. Sadly, fatherlessness is a huge problem. I know that for some of you, the idea of honoring your father when he wasn’t much of a father can seem unrealistic—if not too much to ask. But I want to challenge that thinking in light of what God’s Word teaches us—something He takes very seriously.
GrandPause: Her children arise and call her blessed;
her husband also, and he praises her.
Peter was diagnosed with a deadly form of cancer and told he would not live out the year. As a dad of three young girls, the news was devastating. Lost in a fog of depression, his wife decided to arrange a trip to the mountains to cheer him up. She chose a place she knew would be special to him—a place with a lake like a mirror at the base of a forested and snowcapped mountain. The Forest Service built a cabin there that could be reserved, but there was a one-year wait list. She signed him up anyway.
When she told him what she had done, it only deepened his depression. “Everything there is so permanent,” he told her. “The mountain, the forest, the lake—but not me. One year from now I won’t be here.”
But Peter was wrong. A year later the mountain, the lake and the forest was gone. It all disappeared in the eruption of Mount St. Helens on Mothers’ Day, 1980. And Peter…? Well, the granted him many years of life after that.
Why this story other than it happened on Mothers’ Day? Because it serves as a reminder to me of the relentless love of a wife and mother that is more enduring than all the Mount St. Helens of our world. It is why we celebrate today this cherished gift God gave us—MOTHERS. There are few greater examples of sacrifice, unconditional love and perseverance than that of faithful, godly mothers and grandmothers.
Alongside mothers in particular, women in general—whether mothers, sisters, daughters, aunts—fill our lives with love and sparkle that we men dare not take for granted. I know that there are women for whom Mothers’ Day is an unpleasant reminder that they are not mothers when they so desperately want to be.
Trey is flunking almost all of his classes and will likely not graduate from high school this year. It’s interesting to hear his excuses: my teachers didn’t tell me what I needed to do to get my grades up to where I could graduate; I turned in most of my homework assignments—it’s not my fault they don’t have them; The school doesn’t take into account all the other things I have to do at school. How am I supposed to keep up with it all?
Trey has decided he is a victim. He is guided by his circumstances and there is nothing he can do about. His decision to be the victim, not the victor, will lead to a pre-determined destination, and it won’t be a good one. That brings us to our final D in this series on successful grandparenting.
#3: It Comes Down to DECISIONS