What does a good dad do? He buys his son an ant farm and as a good dad I bought my son an ant farm. The farm came with everything but the ants which had to be purchased separately. My son’s summer vacation visit had only a few weeks left, so I sent off for the ants and paid to have them expressed mailed.
A few days later I got an email that said the ants wouldn’t be mailed out until the average high was about 80 degrees which ensured that the ants would arrive alive. When the hot summer finally cooled down and the ants arrived but my son’s summer visit had been over for quite some time.
What does a good dad do with his son’s ant farm and live ants even though the son isn’t around? He puts the ant farm together. And that is what I did.
All the ants died in a few weeks. Now before you start making accusations, I want you to know that I did everything that the instruction book told me to do. I made sure to water and feed them with the right frequency and so on and so forth. Just as some don’t have a “green thumb”, I guess I don’t have an “ant farm….thumb”.
During this ant killing time in my life, I was also taking care of my newborn son and as I was taking care of my newborn son, I though of Mary’s newborn Son. (Don’t worry; my newborn son is doing much better than the ants.)
As I worked in futility on my son’s ant farm I had a fleeting thought: The ants and I are probably closer in intelligence and physicality than God and I. God is infinitely better/more than me, the ants and I at least live on the same Rock. Thinking of Mary’s newborn Son and these ants I asked myself, “Would I send my newborn son to die if it meant that it would save these dying ants?”
I know the question is laughable. But think about it. There is no one on earth who would trade his newborn son to save some dying ants. But isn’t that what God did for us? In unimaginable humility, Jesus took on human flesh to die in our place. “Amazing” doesn’t adequately explain this event.
As you look at your kids think to yourself, “Could I offer one to save some dying ants?” Thank God that unlike us, He sent His Son to save you and me. After all when we compare ourselves to God all we are a bunch of dying ants.
A few days later I got an email that said the ants wouldn’t be mailed out until the average high was about 80 degrees which ensured that the ants would arrive alive. When the hot summer finally cooled down and the ants arrived but my son’s summer visit had been over for quite some time.
What does a good dad do with his son’s ant farm and live ants even though the son isn’t around? He puts the ant farm together. And that is what I did. All the ants died in a few weeks. Now before you start making accusations, I want you to know that I did everything that the instruction book told me to do. I made sure to water and feed them with the right frequency and so on and so forth. Just as some don’t have a “green thumb”, I guess I don’t have an “ant farm….thumb”.
During this ant killing time in my life, I was also taking care of my newborn son and as I was taking care of my newborn son, I though of Mary’s newborn Son. (Don’t worry; my newborn son is doing much better than the ants.)
As I worked in futility on my son’s ant farm I had a fleeting thought: The ants and I are probably closer in intelligence and physicality than God and I. God is infinitely better/more than me, the ants and I at least live on the same Rock. Thinking of Mary’s newborn Son and these ants I asked myself, “Would I send my newborn son to die if it meant that it would save these dying ants?”
I know the question is laughable. But think about it. There is no one on earth who would trade his newborn son to save some dying ants. But isn’t that what God did for us? In unimaginable humility, Jesus took on human flesh to die in our place. “Amazing” doesn’t adequately explain this event.
As you look at your kids think to yourself, “Could I offer one to save some dying ants?” Thank God that unlike us, He sent His Son to save you and me. After all when we compare ourselves to God all we are a bunch of dying ants.
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