After a rather contentious morning, I forced myself to stop the refereeing and try a different approach. If we didn’t garner some perspective soon, my own temper would drive me into actions and words I’d later regret. My munchkins had been nipping at each other since … well, before I got out of bed. By 9AM, I’d had enough of the he-said-she-said battles. In an effort to regroup before the last of my patience evaporated, and I offered this challenge:
“It is far easier to be right than to be kind. Which do you think is better?”
Ellie immediately said it was better to be kind. Zach contritely averted his eyes.
“Then why are you fighting so hard to be right?”
It is important to be right. It is critical that we know what is true and stand firmly in that truth. But asserting and defending truth through caustic methods benefits no one. In fact, it does more harm than anything else.
“A gentle answer turns away wrath, but a harsh word stirs up anger.” — Proverbs 15:1
I keep returning to the passage and thoughts from last week: What distinguishes me as a Christian? How am I different from anyone else? Do others recognize me as part of the Church because of God’s love reflected in me? Or is it something else? My self-righteousness. Pride. Defense of doctrine.
If my greatest attribute centers on stringing an argument then I’ve already lost.
This song. This is what I want.
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“Let my life be the proof of Your love.”
“No matter what I say, no matter what I do, I’m bankrupt without love.”