As a parent, I think we all can agree parenting can be extremely hard. As the kids get older and a little more independent, a new set of challenges arise. Some days I find myself saying I rather be sleep deprived vs dealing with this stage. Don’t get me wrong, it has it pros and cons like anything else.
This summer instead of putting the children in summer camp, they stayed home with me. I like to call it #gittenssummercamp. We did the same thing last summer because let’s be honest those summer camps are expensive and with a new baby on the way, that really wasn’t in the budget.
However, most days I found myself realizing, some of the lessons we teach our children are the same lessons God is trying to teach us. Talk about a wake-up call.
As I was writing this, SJ was on time out. Before I go any further my son is so impatient it’s downright scary. He can barely sit for 2 mins without pouting and asking me is he done? Without hesitating, I said SJ be patient, I did not forget about you. Stop rushing me and by asking every 2 seconds, can you get up. I watched SJ pout and moan the entire time. He barely took a few minutes to truly understand why he was in time out in the first place. Making him sit a little longer we chatted about how his actions and the responses to the consequences can decide how long we will suffer. Immediately I felt a chill.
God was saying, I’ve told you the same thing, Simone. Many times over and over. Be patient my child, I did not forget about you. It leads me to think about how we are often in a rush to go through things that we don’t even think about why we are there, the lesson(s) we can learn or just giving ourselves a good ole time out to reboot and reset ourselves. I felt like God was saying it’s something else you are missing, YOUR RESPONSE during the time out.
Okay, Lord! I hear you. I do. It’s funny how God teaches us these lessons through our children. As parents, we are here to teach them but I truly believe we can teach each other. Growing up, my mother never believed in children teaching parents anything. It was always” You have not lived, long enough to teach me. You haven’t gained enough wisdom. While there is some truth to those statements, and while I want to note my mother is not ignorant to that fact that our children can help us learn valuable lessons through raising and teaching us, it is more of a generational thing.
Thankful for the moments, God leads me to hear my own truth through raising and disciplining SJ and Sparkle.
Have you experienced any moments like this, where God spoke to you about yourself while raising or disciplining your child (ren)?