As iron sharpens iron, So a man sharpens the countenance of his friend.
Blessed are those who are persecuted for righteousness’ sake, For theirs is the kingdom of heaven.
Do you remember a time in your life when you hated your parents? Or maybe it was a boss or a teacher. Your attitude was “No one is going to tell me what to do”. I think once you hit 25 maybe this attitude subsides and you realize, there will always be someone in my life telling me what to do. There will always be someone in a position of authority in my life. And you just stop “fighting it” and begin listening. Most of the time, the people who determine we “hate” or just plain rebel against are the people who care the most about us and who have our best interest at heart. I think being a parent is going to be the hardest role of my life. There seems to be such a fine balance between love, discipline, wisdom, and fun. You love your kids so much that you know you must provide discipline and structure in their lives because although they don’t want it, they desperately need those things. And you love them and you want them to love you back. It’s difficult to be the person who is hated, destested and misunderstood.
As we transition through life we begin to recognize the times we had those attitudes and with whom. We begin to recognize when others are having those attitudes toward us. The whole “Reaping and Sowing” thing is a real eye opener.
So blessed is every parent, every pastor, every teacher, every counselor, every mentor who is “persecuted” for speaking rightness and truth into the lives of those they they love. Yours is the Kingdom of heaven. And one day the wisdom of your words will be realized. It is always the toughest teachers we remember and who molded us and caused us to change our way thinking or get a broader veiw of the world. It is always the youth pastor who demanded more and expected excellence who we recall with affection and realize he taught us to win others to Jesus. It is Drill Sergeant who demanded perfection. The tough boss who made us revise the user manual three times to eliminate mistakes. We may remember the “fun” people but the people who were like iron rubbing against our rough spots are the ones who molded us and made us into people of integrity and excellence. Those same people endured our glares, our stares, our grumbling, our hate and at times our tears. They were solid and we knew where we stood with them. Eventually, we were better for knowing them.