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I want to be a son. To be something else would be unthinkable. My earthly dad did discipline me. He had my long-term best interest at heart. There were things he wanted me to learn, and I didn’t always want to learn it. Not at the time anyway. I appreciate it now, but it was painful then.

God is training me for my good. There are things He wants me to learn. Sometimes He needs to get my attention. I can be stubborn. No doubt about that.

I do want righteousness and peace. It can be mine. I must be a son though. I must accept discipline.

Endure hardship as discipline; God is treating you as sons. For what son is not disciplined by his father? If you are not disciplined (and everyone undergoes discipline), then you are illegitimate children and not true sons. Moreover, we have all had human fathers who disciplined us and we respected them for it. How much more should we submit to the Father of our spirits and live! Our fathers disciplined us for a little while as they thought best; but God disciplines us for our good, that we may share in his holiness.

No discipline seems pleasant at the time, but painful. Later on, however, it produces a harvest of righteousness and peace for those who have been trained by it.

Hebrews 12:7-11 NIV