The holiday season brings families together all across the world. That’s where the trouble starts.
What a broken, messed up, ruined system. Absolutely doomed to failure. Dysfunctional parents raising dysfunctional children all throughout history. You look at most of the heroes of Judaism and Christianity and then look at their kids. Wow! I mean wow and YIKES!
So why does an all-knowing, all-powerful God believe that the family, a husband, a wife and children is the best way to assure an environment where love, joy, nuturing, goodness, and life could be experienced?
And, it would appear that very few experience those things in a family.
Parents shake their heads at the “stupid” things their kids do. Kids blame their parents for all the “wrongs” done to them. Everyone feeling like the problems would be solved if the people in their lives were just different.
What makes a beautiful song? Is it one that never strays into the relative minor? Is it one that never displays dissonance, syncopation, complicated melodies or harmonies?
I don’t think so.
The best place for me to learn love, real, Christ-like, agape, self-sacrificing love is in the crucible of my very flawed family. And if I can see them as a gift, instead of the ruined, broken, sinful people that everyone of us truthfully is, I take one step closer to the heart of God.
And that’s why He believes in us, as fathers and mothers, brothers and sisters. I think He knows that if we will choose love in the environment where the deepest hurts can occur, that we will choose love as we make our way in this crazy, messed up, dysfunctional world.
But hey, what do I know…