Taylor, my son, is 15 years old. Yesterday, I asked him if he understood what a moral code is. He thought about it awhile and then blurted out, “it’s how you determine whats right and wrong.” Where does it come from, I asked with my fingers and little toes crossed, just hoping. Again, he blurted out without so much as thinking, “from God.”
Now it was my turn. I reminded him that he’s just a few months shy of when most kids lose their virginity. According to all kinds of research, the average American has their first sexual encounter at age 16. The moral code for most kids his age, is simply “its personal.” There is no God, there is no real right and wrong and therefore if it feels good, do it.
Next I asked Taylor what would happen if he jumped out our second floor window. He said, “I’d get hurt,” Yes. If you violate the physical laws of nature you pay an immediate price. Gravity is a physical law regardless of what you and I think. It just is…
The same is true, regarding the moral law. The freedom that we think we have to casually “hook up” with whomever we want, however we want, and whenever we want, comes with some unintended consequences. When we violate our designers design, we pay a price. The price may not be immediate like it would be when you broke your leg defying gravity, but it’s there nonetheless. Taylor looked at me and I at him.
I paused and reminded him that God is the God of second chances. All of us miss the mark and thank God our designer understands us. I told Taylor that we’re going to talk about the moral code at least once a week for the rest of his time with me and the Miss. He smiled. Miss did too…
What is the source of your moral code?
What happens when your code collides with the code of another?
Is there absolute truth in your WV or is truth simply for you and for me?
What are you transparently teaching to those you love?
What are you modeling?
Why? Why? Why?
