An Army of Phinehases – Part 2
Then the Lord spoke to Moses, saying, “ Phinehas the son of Eleazar, the son of Aaron the priest, has turned away My wrath from the sons of Israel in that he was jealous with My jealousy among them, so that I did not destroy the sons of Israel in My jealousy. Therefore say, ‘ Behold, I give him My covenant of peace...because he was jealous for his God and made atonement for the sons of Israel’” [Numbers 25:10-12]
Johnny boy was caught red-handed, his hand still in the cookie jar. Straightway he went on the offense, feigning contrition in an attempt to wring pity from Mom.
Yep. Been there, done that. You too, right? That’s me personally and that’s my kids too. It comes from the sin nature inside each of us. We won’t tolerate any outside right and wrong. What we feel inside is right for us, so it is right! Begone with morality then and let us be.
Now let’s hear the way the story should be played out—no doubt occasionally it actually does happen this way. Johnny is a real kid, so in this story he’s still on the step ladder with his hand in the cookie jar. Mom is a real mom, so she by happenstance makes her way into the kitchen at just the right moment to bust Johnny in the act of cookie filching.
From the floor Johnny hangs his head in shame, unable to even look Mom in the face. This time more than a couple of tears drop from one eye. Too many to count pour out of both eyes. He tries to apologize, but his emotions run amuck and his cries are too copious to allow speech to flow smoothly. In broken words and sentences Johnny thinks and tries to say,
I’m sorry, Mommy. You told me to leave the cookies alone until after supper, but I didn’t obey you. All the love you show me, always being there when I need you. You never do me wrong. You help me make it in school and in life. I never have to worry about being rejected or deserted. You never give up on me, call it quits, and walk out.
And here I go and do the one thing you told me not to do. I have no excuse, Mommy. I did wrong. Will you please forgive me? I know I must be punished, but I need your forgiveness first. Please forgive me, Mommy.
I embellished Johnny’s lament a bit…no, quite a bit! I know it’s too adult for a preschooler. But to whatever extent the kid could reason about right and wrong, that is what he would say, if he was truly sorry for doing wrong and not just sorry because he got caught and had to pay the piper.
Time to call it a day. I’m going to meditate on what we’ve been taught today, as I sit at the feet of Jesus. See you tomorrow.
To further research this issue, I direct you to my book Numbers: Volume 4 of Heavenly Citizens in Earthly Shoes. To purchase my books please go to:
http://www.amazon.com/-/e/B005PJ761C
https://sites.google.com/site/heavenl...
Johnny boy was caught red-handed, his hand still in the cookie jar. Straightway he went on the offense, feigning contrition in an attempt to wring pity from Mom.
Yep. Been there, done that. You too, right? That’s me personally and that’s my kids too. It comes from the sin nature inside each of us. We won’t tolerate any outside right and wrong. What we feel inside is right for us, so it is right! Begone with morality then and let us be.
Now let’s hear the way the story should be played out—no doubt occasionally it actually does happen this way. Johnny is a real kid, so in this story he’s still on the step ladder with his hand in the cookie jar. Mom is a real mom, so she by happenstance makes her way into the kitchen at just the right moment to bust Johnny in the act of cookie filching.
From the floor Johnny hangs his head in shame, unable to even look Mom in the face. This time more than a couple of tears drop from one eye. Too many to count pour out of both eyes. He tries to apologize, but his emotions run amuck and his cries are too copious to allow speech to flow smoothly. In broken words and sentences Johnny thinks and tries to say,
I’m sorry, Mommy. You told me to leave the cookies alone until after supper, but I didn’t obey you. All the love you show me, always being there when I need you. You never do me wrong. You help me make it in school and in life. I never have to worry about being rejected or deserted. You never give up on me, call it quits, and walk out.
And here I go and do the one thing you told me not to do. I have no excuse, Mommy. I did wrong. Will you please forgive me? I know I must be punished, but I need your forgiveness first. Please forgive me, Mommy.
I embellished Johnny’s lament a bit…no, quite a bit! I know it’s too adult for a preschooler. But to whatever extent the kid could reason about right and wrong, that is what he would say, if he was truly sorry for doing wrong and not just sorry because he got caught and had to pay the piper.
Time to call it a day. I’m going to meditate on what we’ve been taught today, as I sit at the feet of Jesus. See you tomorrow.
To further research this issue, I direct you to my book Numbers: Volume 4 of Heavenly Citizens in Earthly Shoes. To purchase my books please go to:
http://www.amazon.com/-/e/B005PJ761C
https://sites.google.com/site/heavenl...
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