My senior year of high school I was voted class angel for the yearbook. I was devastated because it felt so uncool. Externally I’ve been a goodie-two-shoes for as long as I can remember. I do my best to hide my faults, bad decisions, and selfishness from others . Self-righteousness and pride are my downfall. I know that I need Jesus, but I often act as though I can do good independently. Then I crash and burn. I remember all too frequently that I can’t do it alone. I confess my pride and start again, leaning on my Savior.
And now I’m a parent. I have been slowly working my way through Parenting: 14 Gospel Principles That Can Radically Change Your Family by Paul David Tripp. Overwhelmingly it’s been a challenge to raise my kids with the understanding that good behavior is not enough. Each chapter is encouraging me:
- To put aside the pride I have in my kids, and to understand the root of any and all poor behavior is their need for a savior
- To be diligent with correction, and not admit defeat out of laziness
- To be consistent in offering grace while exercising authority
- To be more like Christ
It’s a high standard, but one I want to give my all. And when I don’t feel like I handled a situation well, the good news is with parenting there is always a chance to try again.
There is nothing quite like parenting your mini-me. It’s humbling, hard, beautiful and holy work. I’m only three years into this journey of motherhood. I’ve reached the “threenager” stage but not the teenager, and I know are many beautiful and hard seasons to come. I have a long way to go, and a lot to learn. These three years, more than anything else in my life, have reminded me how God chooses to use the weak (like me) to reveal his strength. I’m grateful to be an instrument in the hands of the Master.