Every once in awhile I can see glimpses of the genuine faith developing in D. In the Greek language, the word genuine literally means “unhypocritical.”
His speech is still sprinkled with words like “stupid,” “stupid head,” “whatever,” and “shut up,” which he knows will get a reaction from mom and dad.
Those will likely remain as he can be an ornery eight-year-old boy, but I am seeing glimpses of this unhypocritical spirit on a more regular basis.
Late one night, right before he went to bed, I first saw it when he was deeply apologetic to his mom for something he’d done, earlier in the day.
I know this is a work of God’s grace because he does not like apologize when he’s done something wrong.
In the middle of another day, I saw it again when he confessed another wrong to his mome in a text on my phone. “Sorry for peeing on the floor,” it said.
Usually, his confessions are to his mom because she is the main arbitrator of right and wrong in his life while I am quicker be forgive his misdeeds.
My attitude is to give him more latitude to express some of boyish rambunctiousness while the Wife monitors his every behavior.
I have regularly praying for D, particularly this verse from 2 Timothy 1:5:
“I thank God…when I call to remembrance the genuine faith that is in you, which dwelt first in your grandmother Lois and your mother Eunice, and I am persuaded is in you also.”
Sometimes, for the Wife and myself, it’s easier to see the wrong behavior because they tend to stand out more.
But I see in D’s confessions, and warm expressions of love to his mom, God shaping his heart to have an unhypocritical spirit.
I thank God for D’s unhypocritical faith, and even with the glimpses of this new D, I know it’s a work in progress.
Tonight, as we were driving home from church, his behavior wasn’t the best, and he didn’t get to watch a movie.
So, there is good and bad in his behavior. I am sure there will remain plenty of both, but I can see God’s hand shaping his spirit.