Where’s the Blessing?

Have you ever heard the idea of “generational curses”? The gist of it is that the sins of the fathers get visited upon the sons, or that we are affected in future generations by the wrongs of previous generations. I personally bounce back and forth on this one. On the one hand, from the time I came to Christ I have believed that “all things are made new” for me, but on the other hand I have hit brick walls for no readily discernable reason, and found myself visited by things that were parts of my past, my family’s past. And been defined by those things. Rejection, self destructiveness, discouragment, and depression.

And so, even though I am doctrinally opposed in concept, yet I adhere to the possibility that there are things…giants in the land, which need to be dealt with, and that this might well be the generational curse idea. The problem that I have with all of this is ..where is the blessing? Do we contend for the blessing or do we simply have it by virtue of our faith and commitment to Jesus Christ, the source of all blessing, the Yea and Amen to all the promises of God?

How much do we find ourselves ruled by the decisions of past generations? Formed by our upbringing against all efforts to reform ourselves and our lives in accordance with what we are convinced is the way we now desire to live? This effects everything…from the way we behave in our marriage to how we parent to every part of how we relate to others. So much of us has been formed by our upbringing; but aren’t we made new, now?

As believers we believe in redemption, in renewel. Where is the place for such blessing and how do we miss it? We cannot change others, really, and only change ourselves within limits, but in Christ we are looking for, and expect, an overwhelmingly complete change.

Have we only excused ourselves? Or have we cheated ourselves in submitting to the obdurate views of others, who refuse to let us go of our past in their relating to us? And are we wrong to refuse them that? May we insist that we be viewed as we are in Christ, thus condemning their view as wrong and misjudging? Is it naive to think that people will change how they act toward us if we simply go forward in our new lives, with the belief that our character will prove itself? What if they will not allow that this is the real character? What if they refuse? What if they also begin to follow Christ, but do not renew this part of their mind?

In that part, it is not up to us, and how much of our own habitual manners of speaking and interacting retain residual of that past life?

And does any of this matter to God? He knows what He thinks of us, and it is not always in his plan to have all go smoothly in our interactions with others…perhaps we had our background to fulfill a particular purpose of His? Who knows these things?

5 thoughts on “Where’s the Blessing?”

  1. i believe in generational sin and here’s why. my parents lived on the mission field for 10 years, being houseparents to some 40 navajo children whose parents were too drunk and/or poor and/or irresponsible to take care of them themselves. the mission we lived at was christian. we had a bible study every single night after dinner, we went to church every single sunday morning and night and on wednesdays, too, my parents taught godly values in their home, prayed with them and over them and tried to make a difference in their lives. not a single one of them has seen a difference. they are all either in prison, dead, or alcoholics or worse. one shining example is a young man my exact age. he lived with us from the time he was 18 months old and now we will both be thirty at the beginning of the year. this young man scorned the message of salvation my parents taught to us on a daily basis. his father died while in a coma after getting into a drunken brawl where he was practically beat to death. his mother was a chronic alcoholic/drug user and she was hitch-hiking on the reservation, picked up, propositioned and then run over and killed when she refused. she was a talented artist but never amounted to anything, except a valuable lesson for me. so, this young man that lived with us for almost his entire youth (he left our house when he was 19) is currently an alcoholic, is a somewhat recovering drug addict, and has been in and out of jails for his entire adult life. i often wondered why, when we had the same parents raise us, we turned out so vastly differently. i think the simple answer is generational sin. he scorned the cross of Christ and therefore had no strength of his own to overcome the sin so rampant in his natural family. his sister was raised in our house too from the time she was three. at 16 she was an unwed pregnant teen, just like her own mother. on the flip side, my husband was raised in the inner city of st. louis. his parents were drug users and alcoholics, chain smokers and life wasters. he has served proudly in the army, we’ve been married for 7 years, have three daughters, he holds a great job, has never been addicted to drugs or alcohol, doesn’t waste his income on cigarettes. my husband has completely embraced the salvation offered by Yeshua on the cross. he knows that without Christ he is nothing. the generational sin/curse is lost on him because it is conquered by Christ. his sister on the other hand is a mirror image of their mother, but she does not believe in Jesus. she wallows in self-pity. the curse stays with those that do not believe in God and do not accept Jesus as their savior.

    i hope i got my point across. i never understood it until i watched my navajo brother and sister’s lives crumble into the exact same mess that their parents’ lives were while rejecting God. i pray over my kids that they will grow up to believe in Jesus as their savior so they can have power over sin, too.

  2. Your comment holds two answers… and that is why I am conflicted on this concept. I know that Christ gives a life such transformation that it breaks every yoke and bondage, but at the same time I see difficulty in establishing this transformation.

    There is a powerful move of God among First Nations peoples… I hope it reaches some of the lives of your loved ones. The history of how Native Americans were betrayed and diminished is key in their present sad estate… we have a duty to be compassionate in restoring their hope. It isn’t a job for a few, but for the American church body as a whole. I want to see these bondages broken…. and the hold of despair broken. I believe Christ will do that, I just wonder what we are holding back that it isn’t more evident.

    There is a blessing – are we withholding it from each other somehow?

  3. My answer was too long so I put it as a post in my blog. Essentially, no, I’m not buying generational curses at least as currently being popularized.

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