Pastor Brad’s Notebook

"Train up a child in the way he should go, And when he is old he will not depart from it." Proverbs 22:6 I was there. I saw it all happen. A mother and father in their early thirties walked with their young son to the bus stop and waited for the school bus to arrive. A few short minutes later the big yellow bus turned the corner and rolled into sight. The lights began to flash. The stop sign sprang forward. The doors swung open, and this young family looked at each other with sadness in their eyes. A quick kiss on the cheek, a big hug, a forced smile and off he went. He walked up the steps and found a seat. So big, so brave, so grown up, headed off to the first day of school. The doors of the bus closed behind a few older kids as they scrambled to get to their seats. The stop sign returned to its closed position as the lights stopped flashing. The sounds of the motor and the smell of the propane diverted most people's attention from the mom and dad as they hugged each other, wiped away the tears and began to walk slowly back toward their house. It was an emotional moment that I understood completely. As a father of four children, all under the age of eight, I'm learning daily that one of the most difficult lessons that any parent has to learn is how to let go. That is something that we all learn - willingly or unwillingly - as parents. This lesson begins as soon as we bring our first baby home from the hospital. We bring that little bundle of joy home, and we want to hold them all night long, but we have to let them go to sleep. We love holding them as they take those first steps, but soon they can walk on their own, and we have to let go. We like holding their hand as we walk around the neighborhood, or into the church building, but soon they are telling us that they can do it by themselves. We hold onto the back of their bicycle after having removed the training wheels, but then they peddle past our grip, and we have to let go. Fast forward a few years and we're letting go as they drive off to college or walk down the aisle to say "I do" in front on a preacher. A parent has to get good at letting go.

"May the LORD answer you in the day of trouble; May the name of the God of Jacob defend you." Psalm 20:1 In reminding us of our reliable refuge, David talks about "the name of the God of Jacob." You say, "But, I thought that God's name wasn't revealed to Jacob. In fact, I thought that the night-long wrestling match took place because the Angel refused to give Jacob His name." That's true, but even though Jacob didn't receive His name, he did receive His blessing. When the Angel departed, he left behind something that would distinguish Him from any and every other presence - something that would clearly mark His identity from everyone else. This is what I think the Psalmist is referring to, and encouraging us to grab hold of, in this verse. David says, "May the place you run to for refuge not be a philosophical idea or some religious denomination or even a physical structure for worship. No. Let it be that one thing that you cannot exactly put into words, but which you have felt deep within your spirit. May God's name to you be 'the God of Jacob.' The One who in the midst of a man's struggle of soul sent a blessing in the form of physical pain - a shrunken sinew and a dislocated joint. This really is the only reliable refuge that will suffice when trouble remains - in a "day of trouble."