There is a Generation…

“There is a generation that curseth their father, and doth not bless their mother.

There is a generation that are pure in their own eyes, and yet is not washed from their filthiness.

There is a generation, O how lofty are their eyes! and their eyelids are lifted up.”

—Proverbs 30:11-13

Around the world, we see rebellious children disobeying their parents; we see churchgoers, thinking of themselves as separated from the wicked, yet overlooking their own sins; we see puffed up men and women, proud of whatever they have, abilities, fame, wealth, name, etc. As I had been thinking, and you might be too, “I’m not part of this class you just described!”

Well, we’ll see.

There is a generation that curseth their father, and doth not bless their mother.

“Ouch.”

“Are you speaking of me?”

“Do you think I’m part of that generation?”

Those are just three of the many reactions you encounter when you tell that to people, children, teenagers or grown-up adults. Hardly anyone would admit that they cursed their father, or did not bless their mother. It would just be very demeaning to say that to anyone. Maybe you did not do it the way the world would have done, but you certainly did that, unaware. (By the way, the act of rolling your eyes is a subtle rebellion, which in turn can become habitual rebellion if it’s not corrected soon.)

Let’s think opposites for a moment: the antonym of ‘curse’ is ‘bless’. How do you bless someone? Most would say it would be by praying God’s favour on them, but to bless is also by honouring and thanking them. So, put it this way:

“There is a generation that does not pray God’s favour on their father, and does not honour and thank their mother.”

Ha! There goes an arrow piercing straight to the heart! You know, another way of not blessing your parents is by not helping them? They’re not getting younger and their strength is diminishing (though sometimes they refuse to believe it), but we’re becoming more and more capable of doing their work—especially around the house— ourselves. Sometimes when they get worn out accomplishing things they just don’t have enough strength to do, do we just sit around and let them get things done? I should think that’s another side of cursing your parents. (I’m not just talking to you; I’m talking to myself so don’t get mad.) A good way we could honour and bless them is by lightening their load, and I’m sure it honours God.

Did we ever pray that God would grant wisdom and guidance to our parents? Did we ever pray that He would give our fathers strength as he does the work to provide for his family? Did we ever say, “Thank you Lord, for a caring mother, that is virtuous and submits to her husband”? Are we part of this generation that curseth their father, and doth not bless their mother? Or will we be a generation who, by the grace of God, will honour and help them? Let us be a generation that will be said to have done right in the eyes of the Lord, and of man.