It’s been a while since I’ve written one of these. I’ve had one or two people ask me when I was going to submit another entry. My goal, originally, was to write once a month. Obviously, I’m not meeting that goal. The system that I’ve been running on lately requires only that I write when there is strong inspiration or I feel like something needs to be addressed. Much work need here. Bear with me.
Anyhow, one of the things that have been heavy on my heart lately is men who don’t want to be men. Let me clarify: when I speak of men who don’t want to be men, I’m not saying that they are resisting the inherent genetic code that makes then males; that’s another discussion altogether. What I’m speaking of are men who are actively resisting God’s call for us to step up to the plate and be the leaders that he has designed us to be.
I will admit myself that the responsibility that God has laid out for us in his Word is downright intimidating to me and often times I don’t even feel like I measure up to a tenth of it. It’s daunting, but the reality is, I don’t think that God would ask us to do something that we couldn’t do or that he wouldn’t be willing to help us with. It seems that the fundamental question here is, “Are we willing to let God lead us so that we can lead our families out of the moral Egypt that surrounds us daily?”
I am tired of hearing about my brothers who are caught up in the booby trap of pornography, pun intended. I am tired of hearing about fathers who are more concerned with their portfolios, vehicles, and ESPN than with playing with their children. I am tired of hearing about husbands who are more concerned with questing in Azeroth than with pursuing intimacy with the wives of their youth. I feel violent towards those who have the audacity to raise their hand to any woman or any child and I have contempt for anyone who feels the need to emotionally harm their woman or children.
I am tired of seeing couples, young and old, living together in a “trial marriage.” I am tired of seeing women have children outside of marital bonds. I am sick and tired and tired of being sick and tired over seeing women raise whole families on their own or with very little assistance from the men who donated their gametes. Not only that, but there are women who are letting these men live up under them and what they wind up with is another child in addition to the ones that they are currently juggling. It seems to me like something is out of whack.
This is what happens when we try to do things our way.
I’m livid, so I can’t imagine what God must feel. We could have it so much better if we would stop trying to run his show. We need to take this for exactly what it is: the Enemy is trying to infiltrate our homes so that he can break us down, family by family. My first pastor told our congregation that the Enemy will start at the household of faith meaning this: the Enemy is going to pull all the stops to bring down the Church. The world is not his concern because as long as they believe that they are fine, he has them already.
I’m going to step up to plate in admitting that I haven’t been doing all that I can to fulfill my responsibility as a man. I am hoping that others follow suit. However, this isn’t enough. In addition to this confession, we must all seek to discover what it is that we could be doing in our marriages, our families, our church homes, our communities, our workplaces, our neighborhoods to step up to the plate and exhibit God’s love through our actions.
So, whatchu gonna do?
