2 Chronicles 12:1
After Rehoboam's position as king was established and he had become
strong, he and all Israel with him abandoned the law of the LORD.
Priceless. That’s what parenting is to me. I couldn’t thank God
enough for making me one. I may have oftentimes and alternately blurted out
boredom and stress, but at the end of the day, I know it’s still the best job
in the world. Nothing beats the joy of
being hugged every morning and the tickling that follows ‘til they plead for breakfast;
what a privilege to be given front seats to their latest stunts and silly make
faces, or be called first when they sob for help; and, who’d ever grow tired hearing them say
‘I love you’ and really meaning it! I’m
so blessed God called me to be a stay-home mom. Even greater blessing that He
gave me kids who likewise (still!) want me with them 24/7. Can they not grow old? hahaha :>
In the previous chapter, we can find Rehoboam quite doing well
despite the divided kingdom occurrence.
I mean, imagine his insecurity when his expected twelve tribes was downsized to
two. That’s at least a hundred thousand fighting men scratched out from his
army. No wonder his first agenda was to build up towns of defense and
distribute weapons in the remaining cities. And God blessed the work of his
hands. Even greater blessing when all the Levites and priests rallied to his
side and sought the Lord’s pleasure with him. Sadly though, when they finally
reached stability, when they felt there’s no more need to ask, they found no
more need for God. We have a word for such people today: Users!
Oh how God must have felt! He who created us into His likeness, who
thoughtfully designed our life’s course, who supported our first steps and saw
us grow tall; He who is ever present in times of sorrow, who answers our
prayers, and provides for our needs - - and then what? We ignore Him first
thing in the morning, we eat our meals as if it’s a byproduct of our hardwork,
we pursue a relationship and call it the best there is and give it all that we
have. Oh why have we forsaken the One who first loved us? Where is that child
in us who runs to Him for the joy of His attention, for the help He willingly
gives, for the cuddling and tickling and I love you’s? Are we old enough and stable enough to need
His care? Man enough to need God?
Think again child.
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