An interesting lesson can be learned from Enoch. He was, if you recall, one of two men who never experienced death (Elijah being the other). He was on the earth one moment and then the next “he was not for God took him” (Gen 4:24). The distinguishing characteristic of Enoch was that he walked with God. Look at the short text we have concerning him in Genesis 4:21-24.
“When Enoch had lived 65 years, he fathered Methuselah. Enoch walked with God after he fathered Methuselah 300 years and had other sons and daughters. Thus all the days of Enoch were 365 years. Enoch walked with God, and he was not, for God took him.”
Note the turning point in the life of Enoch. When did he begin to walk with God? After he fathered his son Methuselah (who just happens to win the longest living human being award). The event of children, the occasion of fatherhood, the transition from two in the fam to three—these created the context for his transformation. There was a time when Enoch did not walk with God. That was the 65 years before he had any kids. Children have a way of driving you to your face and pushing you toward God. I agree with Raymond Brown’s observation of this text. “It may not be too much to assume that the responsibilities of parenthood forced Enoch to recognize his serious moral and spiritual limitations, and in this experience of inadequacy he may have felt himself cast upon God for help.” I felt this with my first born. I am feeling this again with this new addition. Children are goads that prod and push us to the Father for his aid. I am thankful for that. Just as our presence serves to sanctify our children (1 Cor 7:14-16) so their presence serves to make us holy. By God’s good design there is a sanctifying synergy in the home. I’m grateful that God does not allow us onto our feet for too long. It’s much safer on our knees.