…We rejoice in our sufferings, knowing that suffering produces perseverance.
Romans 5: 3
As I think about my children’s future, one of the things I think they will need most is resilience, something we Americans seem to lack. If someone dares look wrongly at our child, who may or may not have been disruptive, rude, or unpleasant, we rush to social media to cry about it. Meanwhile, on the other side of the world people – children included – are being maimed, burned, tortured, raped with sticks, brutally murdered, suffering multitudes of social injustices, unemployment, poverty, slavery, ridicule, and rejection by families…. And often they still find a way to smile. I want to learn from them. Too often, I’m too weak.
Considering the American social and political climate today, my children are going to have to be stout-hearted. They are going to have to accept injustice, ridicule, unkindness, prejudice, and offense… They are possibly looking in the face of persecution like our country has never seen before at a time when our endurance levels have never been lower. So if I do not prepare them to accept what Paul called “light and momentary” hardships like a good soldier of Jesus Christ, who will in this hyper-sensitive, pansy hands, run-home-to-mama climate???
Life is unfair. People are cruel. Sin is real. The curse is a ubiquitous malady we cannot escape. But we have been promised the ability to triumph. We have been given everything we need to bear anything our enemies dish out. We have been commanded to love in return for hate. With the commandment, comes the enablement. If that is true, it’s my job to live it. So I am trying to bulk up my heart and train the children God assigned to me to remember:
1. Be brave.
2. Be kind.
3. Accept hardship.
4. Choose joy.
And remember… We win.