There is a verse in the Bible that we as Christians conveniently forget. Be wise as serpents, and gentle as doves. (paraphrase of Matthew 10:16.)
We forget this.
In fact, in all honesty, we can sometimes INVERT it and then completely disregard the second part that we inverted.
You see, there is a reason, I think, that we are told to be wise FIRST, and gentle, SECOND. But for some reason in modern day christianity, everyone is all focused on gentility, on timidity, on submission, on assuming the best. We do those things FIRST, forgetting that we are told FIRST to be WISE. We are supposed to just love, to never fear, to assume the best nowadays. And those are ALL wonderful and beautiful and Godly things. But we are told to be WISE prior. And that means to think. To look, to reason, and to understand the truths, the clues, the nuances around us, and see the world in light of those truths that we see with our actual eyes and in light of those truths only our inner heart may recognize.
Think for a minute. Think of the times, maybe recent or maybe long forgotten, when you have looked upon a situation and noticed a red flag, staring at you. Like, black and white, right there, flag waving at the bull, an obvious clear indication that there is trouble. And yet your training in today’s churchy world is that it is ok, don’t assume the worst, humanity is good by nature, etc etc etc. Puke. You find out the “worst” later. Or in your heart. An unsettled-ness. An awareness of something…OFF. You sense it, feel it, even know it with your whole being. And yet, we must be loving and gentle. Always! And yes, there is validity in that. But we can protect ourselves and we can be loving and even gentle, from afar, and with wisdom and discretion as the precursors to any decision.
I will never forget, many years ago now, being with Ken in a large group of people. I turned a corner and while standing with Ken, came face to face with a young gentleman, a stranger. Ken introduced us and he was lovely, polite, well spoken, and kind. My heart almost exploded. As we walked away, I said to Kenny, “Ken, we will have kids one day. And when we do, they are NEVER to be around that man. EVER. Do you understand??” Ken looked at me like I was a crazy person. Over the years I saw him a few times, and I was always loving towards him. And I PRAYED for him, fervently. Truly. But no, my kids were never with him, or in a crowded room with him, without being directly at my side. My brain did not get it but my heart was given immediate wisdom.
Things in life did not end well for this man, and I can’t go into details. But I knew then, and now, that I had a knowledge. A wisdom. A mother’s intuition. A God whisper. Whatever. And I heeded it. But there are times I have not heeded wisdom, and I have paid the price.
Phrases like, “I feel led” and “God told me” and “His plan” should not come out of your mouth unless they 1.) line up with scripture and 2.) contain NOTHING that contradicts the word and life of God. If they meet both of those criterion then you have a good start.
But the sad thing is nowadays, with social media being so incredibly rampant, we sometimes ignore our logic and wisdom and reason that God gave us, and dwell instead on the drama and beauty that can be created in the christian realm. I am NOT against those things. But they BETTER line up with the scriptural truth I just mentioned, or you are in for trouble.
My heart, to be honest, is pretty torn up right now. In the last several months I have seen two different scenarios surrounding the world of adoption where christians have been, well, just flat out stupid. Blind. Misled. Idiotic. And it grieves me. Because this world is broken and our hearts and lives and tears and prayers SHOULD be shed over it, but only with the things that break God’s heart and NOT in the perpetuation and justification of some VERY bad choices that supposedly christian people and parents make in the name of adoption, orphans, or the like. And that is happening. And sadly? Little lives are in the balance both figuratively – when adoption disruption or dissolution occurs – and literally – when a dying child is literally an internet sensation and the parents are focused only on self aggrandizement and attention and money as opposed to the health and safety of their new baby.
These things make me sick. Are my motives always pure? Holy? Perfect?? No. They are not. I fail. And guess what….I don’t want a holy cult following me, dismissing my faults and ignoring my failures, proclaiming me righteous when, in fact, I am a deceiver. Why? That pulls me further from God, further from His purposes for me, and makes me a total and complete fraud. I want you to know I am FULLY human. FULLY broken. Only one wasn’t. And He is the only truly faultless one, and the only one worth following. His BLOG has been around a long, long time. It has always been and will always be. If you want to follow someone, make it Him. The rest of us are a mess. But at least I am wise enough to see it. And those who took the time to read this?? I pray wisdom upon YOU also. That YOU may see what is beautiful, righteous, and healthy and worth getting behind to defend and to proclaim. And NOT get behind those who deceive and use people and children for personal gain. Because I can’t imagine anything being more grievous to God than that.