Postby dolfan » November 1st, 2010, 7:10 am
Mac, I would only pipe in here to say this.....I fear the Father. I do.
I have fright at the prospects of disobedience. If that's manipulation, blame Him, not me. Well, you don't have to do that, though because the fear of God is the beginning of wisdom. While perfect love casts out fear, and because fear is about punishment and not about love, there is a point where fear is a carrier from immaturity to maturity. Fear serves a purpose.
I admit that I am not "perfect" as in 1 John 4:18 "perfect". I want to be. I don't believe I'm one who is consciously guilty of hating my brothers and sisters as John continues in the following verses. I want to carry out His commandments; and, by doing so and by loving God, I know that I love others and do not hate them, and need not stand in "fear" of God for punishment of that particular wrong.
But, as the writer of Ecclesiastes wrote, "Let us hear the conclusion of the matter. Fear God and keep His commandments." There is a right and proper element of fear. I need to remember the awesomeness and perfection of the One whom I serve. That keeps me from being childish and helps me to go on to maturity.
I have used this with my own child. She has an occasional --- not frequent, but it is there and I'm aware of it --- tendency to sass mouth me. She sometimes will adopt a tone that is less than respectful or maybe too casual or presumptuous. In other words, she is not treating me as her father in those occasions. Most times, she will catch herself and apologize without prompting. It is her little personality, and she's developing the means of checking herself. There are times, though, when she will not. And, those times tend to be more consecutive; in other words, she'll do it two or three times over the course of a day or two. I will remind her first gently, then more sternly. I have, sternly, said, "Am I your father?" "Yes." "Do you love me?" "Yes." "Well, I love you. Are you afraid of me?" "No." (See, she forgets to be.) "Well, you need to be just a little. Because right now, you're disrespecting your father with your tone of voice, and you need to remember what it is like when you get punished. Understand?" And, of course, I get the little forlorn look for a moment and I always, always immediately embrace her and remind her that to love me (or her mom when momma gets the sass) means to obey and respect.
She gets it, but she forgets it, too. And, that's to be expected. Fear reminds me. And, maybe I should be more mature than I am. But, I suppose I'm just not. Fear helps me to love Him more maturely. One day, I trust that I will not need to fear Him to love Him as I should. Until then, though, I'm thankful for God-given fear of Him.
Human government bears the same relation to hell as the church bears to heaven. (David Lipscomb, On Civil Government, 72).