I am burdened quite often for my kids. Watching the news, listening to talk radio, reading blogs and web pages…. Whew! What in the world are they going to have to face when they are 12, 16, 21, 25…
I start shaking in my parental boots. Am I preparing them? Am I protecting them, exposing, or controlling them? Do I helicopter or let them roam free?
There is no “parental check-in station”
BEEP – you are adequate
BEEP – you need to beef up security
BEEP – you are phenomenal
I wish diagnosing my parenting skills, or lack thereof, was really that easy.
But I question if I am truly wanting to know about myself? Or, am I really just wanting a guarantee that my kids will walk in their own personal faiths with Jesus for their whole lives?
I have grown desperately dependent on Christ, and I can’t imagine living without His presence, so I desperately want to “insure” my children’s faith. Would that State Farm could draw up a policy to insure my child’s faith – “You have a choice of a 10 year, 20 year, 40 year or lifetime policy”
“I’ll take the life-time. How much does that cost?”
While the anxiety can work into a frenzy – the spirit gives me a quiet promise:
All your children shall be taught by the Lord,
and great shall be the peace of your children.
And it is in meditating that I remember all that God has brought me through; my own sins and the sins done against me. Yet my faith holds strong. And not just holding steady but growing as I see the miracle of what Christ’s death continually brings to me.
I know, that I know, that I know – Christ is desperately pursuing the heart of my children – all I have to do is partner with Him!
©Cheryl Meakins 2011