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In Praise of Dangerous Sons

On a walk with Tonia the other day and I took this photo and texted it to our family chat with the one word, “DEPORT!

Church, settle down!  Joking, of course!  (The joke turns on the fact that Tonia isn’t an American citizen, but now that I’m having to explain it all the funny is leaking out.)  

Anyway, our first born responded with this picture accompanied by these words: “Me, if Mom was ever deported.”

In one of Scripture’s surprisingly few direct comments on the blessing of children, we find this sentence: He – [the man who has a quiver-full of sons] – shall not be put to shame when he speaks with his enemies in the gate.  

In olden days the gate was something like a combination of city hall and courtroom – where deeds were registered, verdicts handed down.  A place that tended toward corruption: bribes, simplistic judgments, extortion, lawyerly run-around and rigamarole, favoritism.  That list could continue for a few lines…  

A solitary man at the gate could be bullied, exploited, dragged along through endless labyrinths of justice delayed, justice obfuscated, eventually justice denied.  

A man showing up with adult sons… who themselves are resourceful, cunning, adept at some weaponry, knowledgeable of how things should be and determined that they, in fact, should be, skilfull in speech, fond of their old man and concerned that their own children grow up around decency in the public square… that man with those sons: well, he shall not be put to shame.  

There is the type of son that gives pause to your enemies as they make their plans and charge their devices against you.  It’s a form of insurance to have such a crop of dangerous sons.

Among other good qualities, rear sons who are dangerous.  Dangerous to men of evil devices.  Dangerous to overweening governments.  Dangerous to injustice of all types, including the type called vigilantism.  

How?

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