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Sometimes Things Could Be Worse

Daughter #2 read something to me the other day.  I thought it was so true, so I just had to share.  Sometimes in raising our family we as parents tend to make mountains out of mole hills.  Now, that would be great if we had the faith of a mustard seed, but today I am not talking faith.  I am talking about keeping things in perspective.  (she found it while she was on her ipad touch, so i am not sure to whom the credit is due)

Dear Mom,

It's with regret that I am writing to you, but I had to run away with my girlfriend because I wanted to avoid a scene with you and Dad.  I am really passionate about her and she is also a very pretty girl with her dimple cheeks, sweet eyes and nice character.  Don't worry Mom, I am 21 years old now and know how to take care of myself.  Someday, we will come to visit so that you can get to know your grandchildren. 

Just one last thing, none of the above is true!  I'm at our neighbor's house!  I just wanted to remind you that there are worst things in life than the exam results on my desk!  Call me when it is safe for me to come back home!

Love you Maa...:)

Maybe you got a chuckle out of like I did, may not.  I am so guilty of not keeping things in perspective.  Maybe it is because I have an idea of how I want my children know, perfect according to my standards.  I so often forget that each child has a personality of their own.  I forget that they are learning and have not "arrived", neither have I.  I am learning with each one and it has been 27 years of schooling!  It will be at least another ten years until the last one graduates!

My job is to train my children, along with my husband.  Wait!!! I am not training my husband,  *smile*, I should have "said", our jobs as parents is to train our children according to the Word of God.  

We want our children to know that the scriptures are able to make them wise unto salvation-2 Timothy 3:15.  We want them to grow in grace and knowledge of Jesus Christ (2 Peter 3:18);  be obedient and respectful to us as their parents (Ephesians 6:1-2);  to have a heart for God (Deuteronomy 5:29);  to know God, serve Him, and to hate sin (1 Chronicles 28:9;Psalm 97:10).   This list could go on, but most importantly next to coming to a saving knowledge in Christ, that they would surrender their heart and life completely to God (Romans 12:1-2).

So, the next time one of my offspring fails a test, talks during a church service, or says something to embarrass me, I'll try to remember to keep things in perspective and remember they have mine and Hubby's DNA, and it really is not as bad as it seems!  


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