Endurance and Good Discipline

Endure suffering as discipline: God is dealing with you as sons. For what son is there that a father does not discipline? But if you are without discipline- which all receive-then you are illegitimate children but not sons. Furthermore, we had natural fathers discipline us, and we respected them. Shouldn't we submit even more to the Father of spirits and live? For they discipline us for a short time based on what seems good to them, but He does it for our benefit, so that we can share His holiness. No discipline seems enjoyable at the time, but painful. Later on, however, it yields the fruit of peace and righteousness to those who have been trained by it.
Therefore strengthen your tired hands and weakened knees, and make straight paths for your feet, so that what is lame may not be dislocated but healed instead. Hebrews 12:7-13

You can't beat good discipline, done in love, for a godly purpose, it produces life. My son was very dramatic as a child. When he was about to be smacked he'd hug the wall crying 'no!' You would have thought I was about to abuse him, quite the opposite in fact. He would be the first to say it did him no harm.

I have watched this same son tell his two year first child: ' hands together and sit in the corner!' He was teaching his son self-control. I was horrified to see a little boy struggle to obey but that same son now is 10, and a delightful young man who has a handle on self-control, he understands it. 

Righteousness trains, abuse destroys. Discipline with loving purpose brings life giving change. Our Heavenly Father does not remove trial from our lives, because that same trial takes us to Him. Just the same we cannot smooth out the lives of our children to make them 'happy'. Happiness will not train in endurance and character, happiness can spoil us for the battle that inevitably will come.

Verse 12 is diplomatically telli us to toughen up, grow character, build a bridge and get over it. There is no place for self-pity. Mind you we still succumb but we must 'slap the weasel within.' I can now hear the whine, see the 'poor me,' attitude and deal with myself.

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