The
Hope of the Believer . . . Restoration Review, Vol. 31, No. 2, February 1989 WHAT
DOES IT MEAN TO FEAR GOD? Cecil
Hook My
father moved his family to the virgin soil in West Texas. With a grubbing
hoe and a double bitted axe he cleared the heavy mesquite trees. The
mesquite supplied our needs for firewood during my upbringing. He could
wield that axe with accuracy and force. As
a first generation American, he was austere and a hard working man. Even
though he gave himself untiringly in providing for us, he never told me that
he loved me or gave me a hug. When we disobeyed him, we were in awe of his
displeasure and shrank from his discipline. Even
though I feared when I disobeyed him, I was never in fear of his axe. I had
an overall sense of acceptance as a son and was supported by his unexpressed
love. Never once did I fear that he might want to destroy me with his axe. In
those times, safety razors and electric shavers had not come into use. My
father shaved himself with the usual straight razor which had to be strapped
regularly in order to keep it sharp. His double thoned strap hung on a nail
on the door facing. Dad had another use for that strap than just to hone his
razor; he honed character with it! While
Dad's menacing looking axe brought no fears, I was terrified by his razor
strap. Don't misinterpret; he was not an abusive father; he just wanted good
kids. And I consider that he was successful in his efforts. Really, it was not the licking that hurt so much as
it was my knowing that I had disobeyed him, aroused his displeasure, and
strained the peaceful, loving relationship that we had in the family. In the Scriptures we are taught to fear God, and
there are some awesome demonstrations of his displeasure recorded. At the
same time, the greatest attribute of God is shown to be love. In many ways
he has demonstrated that love for us. His love begets love in us for him.
While accepting us as his children, he has assured us that he disciplines as
a father corrects his children. There
is no fear in love. Perfect love casts out fear. There is peace and security
in our relationship. I
do not live in fear of his axe of destruction in hell; yet I fear his razor
strap of discipline which he uses to direct me into being a more mature son
of his. God is not bent on destroying me but is intent on saving me so that
we can be together forever. If,
however, I should turn my back on him and his Son and deliberately choose a
course of rejection and impiety, I would have cause to tremble in constant
fear. For such a person, "It is a fearful thing to fall into the hands
of the living God" (Heb. 10:31). But such fear does not afflict the
child of his who loves him and is sincerely trying to live in fellowship
with him. |