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Ultralight Handcuffs


Its my youngest son's birthday this month.  My "baby" is 30 years old and he asked for ultralight handcuffs as one of his presents this year.  He's a federal police officer in northern Minnesota and I thought it was interesting that they make "ultralight" handcuffs.  You would think the best handcuffs would be strong and sturdy - or maybe the "never get out of my site" brand would be the kind to buy.  That sounds better to me or at least more useful.

I wonder what's so special about ultralight handcuffs?  Can they hold the perpetrator steady, making sure there isn't an escape?  Are they used for discipline?  Do they hurt when used?  They obviously don't weigh much so how effective can they be?

Of course this got me to thinking of ultralight handcuffs in a spiritual way cause, as you know, I'm weird that way. :)  I thought if (when) God puts handcuffs on me, I would definitely want them to be "ultralight".  Ones that don't hurt or aren't "heavy" or "restrictive".  Ones I could move around in and still do what I like to do.

How effective is that though?  I mean, the point of a handcuff would be to STOP - RESTRICT - HINDER.  Moving around is NOT an option.

Or is it?

God disciplines us many times, doesn't He?  He's put handcuffs on to make sure we don't go there or say that or lust after . . .  you get the idea.  Even though we have free will, He has the wisdom to handcuff us in a loving way when we need it.  He does this in many different ways.  The end result - the best way - results in His righteousness and peace. 

Hebrews 12 explains it this way, 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.

I'm thinking whether the handcuffs are ultralight or extra heavy, the result is what matters.

May my heart see, Lord, all You have in mind for me.












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