A Journal of a Broken Personality

I'm learning Obedience to Parents

I'm learning, I'm learning Obedience to Parents

Throughout my childhood I was obedient, according to my mother, the rebellion started to sip in my adolescent years I couldn't agree more with that.

My parents brought their children up in the ways of the Lord, church services, Sunday school, family devotions, bible comics and even bible movies. God was the center of it all. Before the youngest arrived my sister and the older brother would dance together an "action chorus" was what it was called usually to bible verses' or Christian songs, my mother would choreographer the moves.

My parents disciplined us in the way of the Lord, never once was the spanking an abuse, my siblings and I knew that there were consequences to every action and if we disobeyed the belt was waiting. Discipline was the ruler that kept the house in order. So as a child I would really obey and I guess it's because of the innocence but even then I knew discipline was good not out of brain wash but because I was convicted at an early age that obedience to my parents was good.

I began to really have my own mind when I became a teenager, because I was a strong willed child when I made a decision that was it, no one could change my mind, I was very opinionated and could arguer when I disagreed with something. Yes you could say I was bossy, slowly I didn't realize that this kind of attitude paved the way to a rebellious life.

Once in high school I took the key from the house lock and said it was mine but in actual fact it belonged to my mother, My mother for one was one who could not stand lies, I stood my ground with that lie that the key was mine, after exchanged in words my mother grabbed the sasa ( Fijian broom) to smack me but it turned to be a scuffle and I wanted to hit her back, the only reason I stopped was because of my sister shouting "Miri No!" at that moment I realized what I was doing and stopped.

My disobedience started when I made my own decision to choose which high school to attend. Soon I was making other decisions which were not good resulting to fights with my mother, talking back slamming of doors and even walking out of conversation, it was brutal, I was brutal. By the time I entered the radio industry. EVERTHING CHANGED, I forgot God, my rebellion was at its peak, I moved out of the house, started my own life, the partying, the booze, there were months that passed then I would visit my parents, I was independent I was the boss of my but I was miserable.

The moment I started on Radio (I began radio life straight out of high school) my mother would continuously remind me to go back to school but I refused, six years went by and with attempts to apply here and there I couldn't get a job because I was unqualified, after so many failed attempts in application by my own decision I decided that I would return to school. The moment I left radio it was as if the blind fell from my eyes like a strong hold had been lifted. My walk with God slowly began to be restored.

I remember it being mid July 2017 during my Ester fast that the Lord showed me how blessed I was to have my parents alive, not only alive but in such good health. I was sobbing uncontrollably before the father for all I could see was his mercy and his love to restore a chance to get things right with them, my life started flashing before my eyes, all the yelling and the countless arguments I had with my mother, all the time I hurt her with my words and actions and yet the Lord showed me she was so loving to still pray for me.

I was SO disobedient and disrespectful. I was completely disgusted and ashamed of my behavior but so thankful that God could be so kind and loving enough to restore what was broken and stolen by the devil, on my knees in my room I cried out to God begging for forgiveness to help me obey, respect, cherish and love my parents the way he wanted me to because I knew with all my strength alone it was impossible.

Obedience to my parents was the key to my blessing, I praise God for his goodness and faithfulness to be able to give me a chance to fix things with my mother, Not only were there many break through but our relationship restored and now were are closer than ever.

Ephesians 6: 1 is a command from God with a promise, if I can't show respect and obey my parents how I can be able to respect anyone for that matter regardless whether they were my boss a friend and yes even God. Our parents are our earthly Gods and indeed we must be able to submit to them. Honoring our parents doesn't necessarily mean that we have to agree with them BUT there can be a healthy attitude and respect that we must show them.

I am fortunate to have parents who fear God and love me with the love of Christ but there are others who might have had different whereby their parents may have hurt them. Single parents, drunkards, abusive, parents who were unfaithful the list goes on. All the situations which could hurt so much that there is no room for forgiveness and the decisions to be at peace is to cut all ties be best and distance.

God is more than powerful to heal these broken relationships even if the fault was not yours. But to begin that step towards healing is firstly allowing God to heal you. That means surrendering every pain, suffering that have caused you and asking God to help you to forgive them. Remember Forgiveness was never meant for them it was meant for you to set you free. 

Once you do that watch God move.

I'm learning, I'm learning Obedience to Parents