The Great Protector

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Several years ago for a homeschool field trip we had the police chief come talk to our group. I will never forget how he began because as a mother it shook me up. He held up five or six pictures of people and asked the children, "Which one of these people would you take a ride home from?"  The children immediately began pointing to different ones of the pictures and telling why they would go with that particular person. The police chief then pointed out that each one of the pictures was a convicted felon in the county jail. The children were deceived into thinking a "stranger" was a good person who could be trusted.  Appearances can be deceiving.  Truth can be disguised, and little hearts led astray easily.

I John 2:18-27 is a warning to Christians to be on guard against those who would lead them away from the truth. Verses 20-22 say, "But you have an anointing from the Holy One, and all of you know the truth. I do not write to you because you do not know the truth, but because you do know it, and because no lie comes from the truth. Who is the liar? It is the man who denies that Jesus is the Christ."

We live in a world where we are surrounded by false teaching.  This text warns us about this, but it also gives us an assurance of how we can insure that we are not led astray. It is through the truth. We find truth in God and his Scriptures. Every teaching that comes our way must be weighed against His Word. As a mother I must be diligent in teaching my children His Word. The Scripture will give them all that they need in life to remain faithful to Him. Their faithfulness to the truth is my heart's desire.

Verses 24 and 25 say, "See that what you have heard from the beginning remains in you. If it does, you also will remain in the Son and in the Father. And this is what he promised us--even eternal life."

May the Great Protector--His Truth--guard the hearts and minds of my children.

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