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Luke 1:57-66

57 When it was time for Elizabeth’s baby to be born, she gave birth to a son. 58 And when her neighbors and relatives heard that the Lord had been very merciful to her, everyone rejoiced with her.

59 When the baby was eight days old, they all came for the circumcision ceremony. They wanted to name him Zechariah, after his father. 60 But Elizabeth said, “No! His name is John!”

61 “What?” they exclaimed. “There is no one in all your family by that name.” 62 So they used gestures to ask the baby’s father what he wanted to name him. 63 He motioned for a writing tablet, and to everyone’s surprise he wrote, “His name is John.” 64 Instantly Zechariah could speak again, and he began praising God.

65 Awe fell upon the whole neighborhood, and the news of what had happened spread throughout the Judean hills. 66 Everyone who heard about it reflected on these events and asked, “What will this child turn out to be?” For the hand of the Lord was surely upon him in a special way.

Luke 1:57-66

Dear God, the question in verse 66: “What will this child turn out to be?” How long did it follow John? How old was he before people stopped asking it? Or did they never stop and it followed him for the next 30 years until he started doing his thing at the Jordan? I wonder what John was like as a child. I wonder how old he was when his parents died.

But I guess we all look at our children and wonder what they will turn out to be. Of course, we don’t even know what we ourselves will turn out to be. I’m 55, and I don’t even know what I’ll be at 56. I don’t know what the rest of even today hold. I don’t even know what I’ll do for lunch.

But I think with our children we often make the mistake of overlaying our expectations on them (and maybe even their parents). I remember when our daughter was picking her major in college and I saw something different for her. Of course she did what her heart felt led to do.

Father, I confess that I have greatly sinned. In my thoughts and in my words. In what I have done and what I have failed to do. through my fault, through my fault, through my most grievous fault. Therefore I ask blessed Mary, all the angels and the saints, and for my brothers and sisters to pray for me to you. And please give my children they grace the need to have to live out everything you have for them whether it includes me or not.

I pray this in Jesus and with your Holy Spirit,

Amen

 
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Posted by on December 23, 2025 in Luke

 

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Ephesians 6:4

Fathers, do not exasperate your children; instead, bring them up in the training and instruction of the Lord.
Ephesians 6:4

Dear God, I was wondering something earlier this week. What did a daily spiritual walk look like for Christians during the time that Paul wrote this letter? There was so much for people to learn about Jesus and the New Covenant you had given them. There was even more for Gentiles to learn about you and who you are. And it’s not like there were bookstores with a lot of written material. And a lot of them were probably not literate anyway.

I say that because it really puts a different light on these letters. The churches to whom they were sent NEEDED these letters. Outside of oral teaching that I’m sure could be very suspect, information, instruction, and admonitions like this were probably all they had. There were no books on how to be a good husband or father, but the apostles took the time to instruct people.

In this case, fatherhood and how we do it is very important. The command here to not exasperate our children is an interesting one. Another common translation says, “…do not provoke your children to anger.” It would be easy to say to not abuse them, but Paul chose to think about the child’s perspective. Now, maybe this was easy for him to say because he hadn’t been a father. I can tell you, there were time that all I had to say was, “Good morning,” to my teen children and it would provoke anger. But I think Paul’s underlying subtext here is to encourage me to always try to put myself in my child’s shoes. The job I do raising them is t about me. It’s about them.

Father, help me to empathize with my children. Help me to love them well, even as they are now young adults. Help me to do the same with others. For each person with whom I interact, help me to empathize with them and respond to them with your love for them.

In Jesus’s name I pray,

Amen

 
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Posted by on June 18, 2019 in Ephesians

 

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What makes something precious?

“It was a different kind of impoverishment for men who had found fellowship in commiseration. Their ‘living thing’ with all its quirks, foibles and peculiarities had become a predictable commodity.”
Fred Smith — “A Living Thing

 

Dear God, I read Fred Smith’s weekly blog this week, and, as is not unusual, I found something in it that I want to chew on with you for a while. It revolves around this quote I pulled from it and pasted above.

It’s interesting to try and ascribe a rationale for what makes something precious to me. Why do I like what I like, love what I love, and do what I do?

I’ve often wondered what it is about the knowledge that there are two individuals out there who are my children, and that knowledge makes them mean something different to me than anyone else in the world. When they were little and performing on stage, my eye almost never left them. Not because they were that different than the other children (although, of course I thought they were the most talented) but because they were mine. I loved them and I wanted them to see what they had to show the world. I think when it comes down to it, there is something in my brain that triggers and says this person is special to me. They are my child. They are my responsibility. I’m sure you buried that down somewhere deep in me–in all of us. And like the Jaguar owners in Fred’s piece, we get to sit around the Sunday school classes, or workplaces, or dinners with friends and commiserate on how hard parenting is.

There are other things that are precious to me. My wife tops the list. In fact, she is in a special place that even my children don’t quite sit in. I chose her (as she chose me). While my children will always be my children, even if we are out of relationship, my wife and I continue to be married by choice. I’ve had the opportunity to watch her perform on stage as well, and I can say that my eye followed her the whole time too, even though she was pretty much used as a prop on the stage. But what makes her precious? I met her when she was 18 and I was 19. We fell in love (only you know why we had a special chemistry that caused that to happen), but we’ve both changed a lot since then. Staying in love and staying together means rooting for the other, even at our own expense. It means giving the other space to struggle and grow. It means dedication.

I don’t know. I don’t know that I’m really coming up with an answer to my question, “What makes something precious?” When I list the things that are precious to me, my first thoughts go to my wife and children, but then they go to my job and the work you’ve given me to do. They go really to my own life and trying to make sure that, as small and insignificant as it might be in the grand scheme of things, it is used to maximize your will being done and your kingdom coming to earth as it is in heaven. And in the spirit of Fred’s piece about his dad and the Jaguar, I have to admit that the little car I bought a year and a half ago is my most precious material possession. I love that little thing. Not because I get to enjoy it with others. In fact, I enjoy it the most when I am by myself, top down, music loud, and the RPMs between 4,000 and 6,000. But I love that car.

Father, I have a lot of work to do today. Help me to identify what is important to do next. Sometimes it will be the thing that is precious. Sometimes it will be the thing that it hard and not enjoyable. And help me to not put any of those precious things before my love and devotion to you.

In Jesus’ name I pray,

Amen

 

 

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Emails to God – Was Jesus Good With Kids? (Matthew 19:13-15)

13 Then people brought little children to Jesus for him to place his hands on them and pray for them. But the disciples rebuked them.

14 Jesus said, “Let the little children come to me, and do not hinder them, for the kingdom of heaven belongs to such as these.” 15 When he had placed his hands on them, he went on from there.

Dear God, I wonder if Jesus was good with children. We always get this picture that artists have rendered of Jesus sitting under a tree with children in his lap and him smiling at or laughing with them. But would that really have been the case? Maybe. But, as a father who is trying to make his way through parenting teens, I would love to have seen Jesus in action as a father of a teen. What would Jesus’ son have looked like? What about his daughter? How would they have acted and responded to his authority. More importantly, how would he have imposed his authority upon them?

I suppose the best example of this that we have is the idea of you as our father and how you respond to us. The problem I have with this is that I think you give us too little structure and too much freedom. I can see that model working if my kids are adults and gone and having to live on their own. But right now, by your power and grace, I am trying to raise them and train them into adults who will be able to live successful lives that are willingly submitted to you. Basically, I don’t believe I can give them the freedom as children that you give us as adults, and if I can’t give them that freedom then where do I draw the line?

Father, being a parent is the hardest thing I have ever done, bar none. Nothing has been more complicated and challenging. I really thought I would be better at it, but you have seemingly used it to humble me and bring me to my knees before you. I was in church Sunday and I missed the first half of the service. I was just praying. I was asking for parental unity between my wife and me. I was asking for you to raise up voices in my children’s lives that will draw them into you. I was asking that you give me wisdom as I raise them. I was asking that you parent them through me. I was asking that you continue to purge any of the sin in my own life that might be impacting them and their lives. Those were my prayers then and they are my prayers now. Please do this. I cannot do it on my own. I need to rely on and rest in you.

 
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Posted by on March 20, 2012 in Matthew

 

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Emails to God – Fathers and Children (Matthew 10:21-23)

21 “Brother will betray brother to death, and a father his child; children will rebel against their parents and have them put to death. 22 You will be hated by everyone because of me, but the one who stands firm to the end will be saved. 23 When you are persecuted in one place, flee to another. Truly I tell you, you will not finish going through the towns of Israel before the Son of Man comes.

Dear God, I’m sorry, but I’m not sure I’m willing to pay this price. I don’t want my brother, father, or children to betray me. I don’t want to have to feel persecution in one place. I know this was said to the disciples, but I think, at least at some level, this is meant for me too.

I’m at a men’s retreat right now, and men’s retreats inevitably end up centering around the idea of fathers and children. I was in a small group yesterday where we were each to tell a story about our father. Some were great: “I grew up in the Cleaver home.” And some where awful: “I always hated guys like you because of your fathers.” At one point in the day, we were also asked what our greatest sorrow is and also our greatest fear. My greatest sorrow was hard. I have had sorrows in my life, but, thankfully, nothing too debilitating. But my greatest fear was easy: Am I failing my children spiritually? In essence, am I failing you and them as their father?

I always start my last paragraph of every one of these emails by addressing you as “Father.” Well, Father, I don’t know what my future holds in terms of my relationships with my children, but let me say this: I offer my relationships with my children to you. Do with it what you will. I adore both of them and I commit to you that I am willing to pay whatever price it takes, personally, in order for them to lead lives that are joyful and peaceful through submission to you. I don’t know what price you will ask of me, but I tell you now that I will pay it. You have put me on this earth, first and foremost, to be my wife’s husband, and then to be their father. Help me to be the best one that I can be for their sakes and your glory’s sake.

 
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Posted by on January 7, 2012 in Matthew

 

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