So, when the 3 year old darling starts picking fights with me, I must discipline myself to remain calm, loving, patient, and firm....
And when the 13 year old beauty acts like a beast to her little brother, I must remind her to be kind, and that words are for building, not tearing down...
And when brothers fight and aggravate (a constant in our home), I must not allow my own anxiety level to rise with theirs...
And when the 16 year old drives away I must remember Whose he is and turn my worries into prayers instead of lectures about speed limits, school zones and crossing guards... (I actually gave the same lecture to Chandler 3 times this morning, and even followed him to the car. He just grinned in that "Ok, Mom, I got it." way. He seems more grown up than me somedays.)
I guess this morning, what I am thinking about is this: It is Me, Myself, and I that need the discipline... Because if I can discipline myself, then cultivating their character will come a little more naturally. If I can choose a God-parent perspective instead of a Kari perspective then the heart issues are clearer and the less-than-perfect behavior is recognized as a mere symptom. Maybe by the time they are grown I'll have it all figured out. With this many kids I'll have plenty of opportunity to practice!
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