Many regard the commands of God as restrictive, burdensome,
and even oppressive. I don’t. In fact, I even love His commands. They have
breathed into my life freedom and a joy.
Let me try to explain what might seem paradoxical to you –
how restrictions can create a meaningful freedom. Just think about playing
chess! A real joy and freedom is only possible within the confines of the
rules. If we could move our pieces whenever and however we want, the game would
become quite unsatisfying.
I’d like to argue that the same thing is true when we follow
the restrictions set forth by our loving God. I tend to be quite negative and
critical, at least within my heart, and this tendency is very costly. I have to
bear the weight of my critical spirit towards my wife. Meanwhile, I feel quite
justified in my criticisms. I sometimes even think, “How could I have gotten
stuck with such a person.
Here’s where the Word of God comes in. It resets my program
and focus where it needs to be:
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Husbands, love your wives, as Christ loved the
church and gave himself up for her, that he might sanctify her, having cleansed
her by the washing of water with the word, so that he might present the church
to himself in splendor, without spot or wrinkle or any such thing, that she
might be holy and without blemish. In the same way husbands should love their
wives as their own bodies. He who loves his wife loves himself. (Ephesians
5:25-28 ESV)
These verses remind me of my task – I shouldn’t be judging
my wife but loving her – the very thing that I fail to do when I am judging.
What is the result? I begin to see that it is I who am the
spiritual failure – and I need to see this – and not my wife. I begin to see
her as she truly is – a real blessing to me. This process actually frees me
from myself, enabling me to be the person who God wants me to be. It also
humbles me and causes me to be grateful for what I have through my wife and
ultimately my Savior.
In contrast, those who reject the Savior are like fish in
their fishbowl. They see freedom calling them to leave their confining bowl,
and with a massive effort, they propel themselves to the great outside only to
flip around helplessly on the waterless ground. They have their “freedom,” but
it is a compassionless freedom.
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