There are some dogs which simply can’t be trusted with a regular leash and collar. They fight, pull, twist, and jerk against the collar until they break loose. Animal rights activists may not like it; but for some dogs I have had, the safest collar for them was a “choke chain”. For those of you who don’t know how those work-it is a simple concept. The harder the dog pulls, the tighter the collar. It doesn’t take too long for even the dullest dog to figure out the system and submit to the master’s will. I have felt the discipline of God at work before. I don’t mean as punishment-that’s not always the same. I have seen God at work in my life teaching me submission, empathy, compassion, and-to some degree-stewardship. I feel love toward Samantha’s birth parents in ways I never could have were it not for having multiple adoptions fall through (one was 24 hours after placement). I submit to my wife in ways I never would have imagined before fifteen years of marriage. And yet, I have far more examples I could share of discipline I lack.
I am not a very sharp dog (Sharkdog is much brighter).
So, what is the discipline of God like? I am sure it is different for everyone; but I can’t help wondering how the harsh concept so commonly held meshes with what we are told about the yoke of Christ.
Matthew 11:28-30 says:
“Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For my yoke is easy and my burden is light.”
How is it that his yoke can be easy, but we are told to expect struggle? In Hebrews 12:4-11, the writer addresses it this way:
In your struggle against sin, you have not yet resisted to the point of shedding your blood. And you have forgotten that word of encouragement that addresses you as sons:
”My son, do not make light of the Lord’s discipline,
and do not lose heart when he rebukes you,
because the Lord disciplines those he loves,
and he punishes everyone he accepts as a son.”
Endure hardship as discipline; God is treating you as sons. For what son is not disciplined by his father? If you are not disciplined (and everyone undergoes discipline), then you are illegitimate children and not true sons. Moreover, we have all had human fathers who disciplined us and we respected them for it. How much more should we submit to the Father of our spirits and live! Our fathers disciplined us for a little while as they thought best; but God disciplines us for our good, that we may share in his holiness. No discipline seems pleasant at the time, but painful. Later on, however, it produces a harvest of righteousness and peace for those who have been trained by it.
I do not like discipline. It chokes me. I have my own ideas, my own plans, and my own strategies for dealing with the world. Tonight, though, I began thinking of it a different way. His yoke is easy. The struggles are often not between me and the world; they are between me and my God. The issue is my submission. The problem is the jerk at the end of God’s chain. I realize that God has taken hold of me, and it is my job to embrace my life of righteousness. Disciplined, righteous living is “that for which Christ Jesus took hold of me”.
Philippians 3:12-14:
Not that I have already obtained all this, or have already been made perfect, but I press on to take hold of that for which Christ Jesus took hold of me. Brothers, I do not consider myself yet to have taken hold of it. But one thing I do: Forgetting what is behind and straining toward what is ahead, I press on toward the goal to win the prize for which God has called me heavenward in Christ Jesus.
I know that I can’t be trusted with a simple leash and collar. But I’m still young. I may develop into a housetrained lapdog yet.
Agape-or at least the best I can do,
Chris