A sweet woman commented to me the other day about my children. She spoke about them as though they were always the amazing young adults they are today. That statement is funny to even type! I told her I was labeled a prayer worrier because of those children lol. There were days that I actually grew tired of petitioning to God but I kept looking ahead and remembering his promises.
Raising children is a very purpose driven job. If we loose focus of the purpose the job becomes straining. We live in a society where people focus so much on other people that they forget how unique each of us was created to be. It takes years of training to raise a child. I wish they came into the world obedient and laser vision focused but that just isn’t the case, at least not in my house.
One thing that we tried very hard to always do was communicate. We talked about everything. I heard their view and gave reason for mine. Darrell always managed (and still does) to have those conversations in the perfect tone, me – not so much. Panic always gets the volume up in me, but thank God…. the children are fine. We had a Green Code of Ethics, house rules if you will. They needed boundaries as they navigated through storms and it worked.
If you find yourself in a season of unsureness try it. Create your house rules and talk to not “at” the children. Let them know you are all on the same team and you all share every victory. Tell God what you dream about for your children. Pray for their colleges, jobs, spouses …. everything. Allow God to help you manage your worry so you can enjoy every moment, even the stressful ones. If you really give it to God, the children will be fine!`