King Robbie and Me

I sensed God’s finger pointing at me. “You hypocrite!” He said. “Did you not understand yesterday’s Bible study lesson?”

The Biblical Example:
The great King Solomon had died and his son, Rehoboam, was about to become King of all Israel. Being somewhat skeptical of the new king’s intentions, the ten northern tribes said: “Your father was a hard master. Lighten the harsh labor demands and heavy taxes that your father imposed on us. Then we will be your loyal subjects.” King Robbie (as I call him) promised to answer in three days. First, he discussed the matter with his father’s counselors who advised that kindness toward the people of the ten tribes would ensure their loyalty. However, the King rejected their advice and then consulted his long-time friends who were now his new advisors. They urged him to impose even more harsh requirements instead of reducing the workload. Upon hearing this, the ten northern tribes rejected King Robbie’s rule over them and selected one of King Solomon’s enemies as their new ruler instead. (1 Kings 12)

The Perspective:
Chuck Swindoll puts it this way: “King Rehoboam had two faces: the public image that appeared genuinely spiritual, and the behind-the-scenes reality that revealed a reckless phony. His fascinating story demonstrates that hypocrisy results in personal and public tragedy for ourselves, those closest to us, and even those at a distance.”* King Robbie pretended to look the part of the respectful, wise young ruler by asking his father’s counselors for advice when, in fact, he planned all along to agree with his own friends’ advice. Through this look at King Robbie, we gain insight into the dangers of hypocrisy and are asked to examine ourselves for such a state hiding within us.

The Trap is Set:
Like clockwork, every time I study something in the Bible, God points his finger at me and says, “This lesson is for you, too!” (Of course, sometimes it is a blessing that is for me.) The other day, a friend told me about her Easter Sunday. She and her adult children had received an invitation to join her son and his wife for Easter lunch. The catch here is that her son lives in the United States, just across the border from where my friend and her kids live in Canada. She already has her Nexus card, which enables her to cross the border without waiting in the frequently long car line-up. Naturally, this works well for those who cross the border frequently. Unfortunately, her other children had not heeded their sister-in-law’s repeated pleas to get their own Nexus cards so they ended up stuck in a 1 ½ hour line-up on their way for Easter lunch. As a result of their very late arrival, my friend’s daughter-in-law was extremely upset and disappointed. While listening to this story, I nodded my head in angry agreement, saying, “Your other kids are just showing a lack of consideration and love toward your son and his wife by not bothering to get their Nexus cards. Certainly, it isn’t too much to ask!”

Caught in the Act:
But in my head, I remembered when my husband and I recently crossed the same border to visit our married daughter and waited almost two hours in the border line-up leaving my daughter waiting for us to arrive at some unknown time. My husband and I had been talking for several months about getting our Nexus cards but just had not made the effort to apply. I sensed God’s finger pointing at me! “What are you talking about, Barb? You have shown that same lack of care by delaying your application process.” (The fact that she knew we might be delayed at the border does not excuse us from not taking advantage of ways to cross the border quickly. If she was angry at us for not getting the Nexus card, she did not show it, but she would be in her rights if she was!)

My Reaction:

I admitted my hypocrisy to God and asked His forgiveness, determined not to procrastinate any longer in applying for that Nexus card. That night, my husband and I filled out the online applications and now wait for our interview, praying that we will be approved.

My Prayer:
So, Lord, I see now that, although I am not completely like King Robbie in character, I still displayed that same two-faced attitude toward my daughter by promising to get the Nexus card but then not following through, resulting in an imposition upon her schedule. As Chuck Swindoll suggests, hypocrisy results in discord. I was also no better than my friend’s uncaring children were. Thank you for her considerate attitude that showed me the right way to go. Thank you for a daughter with an abundance of patience. Lord, stop me in the future from being hypocritical. Help me to respect the schedules of my family and friends. Amen.

*Swindoll, Charles R., Fascinating Stories of Forgotten Lives Workbook (W Publishing Group:Nashville, TN), 2006, p 133.

Excuses, Excuses!

King Saul’s case: One day Samuel said to Saul, “Now listen to this message from the Lord . . . Go and completely destroy the entire Amalekite nation - men, women, children, babies, cattle, sheep, camels, and donkeys.” . . . Then Saul and his army slaughtered the Amalekites . . . he captured Agag, the Amalekite king . . . and spared the best of the sheep and cattle, the fat calves and lambs - everything that appealed to them. 1 Samuel 15:1-9

Adam and Eve’s case: The Lord said, “Don’t eat the fruit from the tree of the knowledge of good and evil.” . . . They ate the fruit and when confronted by God, he said, “the woman you gave me brought the fruit and I ate it.” She stated, “The serpent made me.” Genesis 2:15-17, 3:1-13

These are just some examples of excuses for disobedience found in the Bible. They thought they could adjust God’s commands to their way of thinking. However, dire consequences followed: God stripped King Saul of his kingdom and placed curses on Adam and Eve. Am I any better?

No, for I, too, make excuses for my disobedience. In my younger days, my reasons for going against my parents’ rules included: “we only went a little bit into the forest” and “I didn’t know we would go to her house.” Consequences? Certainly! I was frequently caught, grounded and my allowance was withheld. In my younger days as a believer, I excused my sinful behaviour with, “Oh, surely, it doesn’t really matter if I do such-and-such – it’s not hurting anybody! And God will forgive me anyway.” Consequences? Yes! A barrier came between God and me as I refused to turn away from my disobedience.

Today, I am much more compliant as I aim to obey God with all my heart, soul, mind and body. Even though I shudder at the mere thought of disobeying Him, I was not surprised when my desire to obey was tested recently at a missions awareness meeting. As I knew who the speaker was and a little bit about her cause, I anticipated that I would want to contribute financially but planned to wait for God to direct me. At the onset of the presentation, I thought, “I’ll give this much to her group. Any amount will help.” By the time she was halfway through, I could sense God nudging me to donate a higher amount. “Ok, God. I’ll get out my cheque now.” Um, looked in my wallet and, no cheques. “Oh well, I’ll write one when I get home and mail it to her.”

Later, as I carried on with other things, excuses to give less kept drifting through my head. “Oh, I never actually told her how much I would give, so she won’t know if I give less than I was earlier thinking.” “Actually, I didn’t even tell her I would send a cheque, so if I don’t, I won’t be breaking any commitment.” “Hey, I was saving that money for my own purposes.” “I’m sure someone else will give to her cause.”

Well, God would have none of these excuses!
The guilt started building, my stomach started to
churn and my heart beat faster. “OK God, I’ll write the cheque now and for the higher amount
that you wanted!” Whew! I wrote the cheque and mailed it.

Forgive me, Lord, for considering disobedience even if just for two hours. Strengthen me to obey faster next time!

More Mercy Please

Mercy = to show compassion or forgiveness toward someone who deserves punishment.

Jesus said, “Blessed are the merciful, for they will be shown mercy.” Matthew 5:7 NIV

Have I shown mercy? Yes, many times when a person’s actions or words insult or offend me, I swallow my disgust, silently count to ten and ask God to tell me how to respond. When I open my mouth, again, I am ready to show mercy by forgiving them “who know not what they do.” Certainly, I am not consistent in showing mercy, but I continually pray for His intervention when I am in these situations. So, because I show mercy . . .

do I receive mercy? Yes, God forgives me when I admit my disobedience. He washes my slate clean when I come to Him in humble repentance. Yes, a number of people have shown me mercy by kindly overlooking my rudeness, ignorance or selfishness.

Suddenly, right in the middle of this seemingly nonchalant consideration of mercy, God points His finger at me and reveals a terribly bad habit I have that requires constant mercy: back-seat driving! Sadly, I realize that my husband has suffered quietly through years, even decades, of my nagging back-seat driving. Oh, Lord, I know you will forgive me, but will he? My heart aches with the realization that, despite my unkind words toward him, he never complains back; he just ignores me and looks straight ahead. He must have developed an automatic shut-off valve when I “assist” him with his driving skills. Yet, who am I to think that I drive better or safer than he does? Compared to his driving record, mine pales.

Lord, what is the matter with me? Why must I keep trying my husband’s patience? If I am frustrating my husband, I must be frustrating you, too! God, help me!
Stop me from back-seat driving so that I may return the kindness he has shown me.
Stop me from back-seat driving so that I may show him my love through the absence of unkind words.
Release me from my need to control the driving habits of my husband.
God, help me release control. Breathe in . . . breathe out. Enjoy the scenery instead!
God, where am putting my trust? Help me trust You to keep me safe in the car!

Lord, thank you a thousand times for giving me a husband is who is an excellent driver. Forgive me for being an un-appreciating wife.

To my dear husband: please forgive me for all these years of back-seat driving. I am sorry! You do not deserve this treatment. You have shown me mercy beyond measure! Thank you for loving me so much.

Lord, empower me right now to stop this terrible habit! Replace it with a habit of trust. Amen.
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To my dear readers: I prayed this prayer one year ago. Indeed, God has enabled me to keep my mouth shut about 95% of the time. God and I are still working on the last 5%! The other day I humbly asked my husband if he had noticed that I was not back-seat driving as often, but he said he had not noticed. Is that because we tend to notice only the negative words? Nevertheless, I hope that one day he will notice that he is having an enjoyable time in the car with me.

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