Don’t get them. Sometimes, I just don’t get my three teen kids. I can’t remember what it is like to have raging hormones. I struggle to comprehend the disconnect between thoughts and actions. The PMSing in tandem just gets to me. Patience, Lynn, patience.
It leaves me feeling weak. When I don’t have the answers; when I see them cry and hurt, it makes me want to cry and hurt. I want to fix it; turn their course of direction. But I can’t. They have to write their story. Find their way.
I found comfort this morning in Jesus.
“Therefore, since we have a great high priest who has ascended into heaven, Jesus the Son of God, let us hold firmly to the faith we profess. For we do not have a high priest who is unable to empathize with our weaknesses, but we have one who has been tempted in every way, just as we are—yet he did not sin. Let us then approach God’s throne of grace with confidence, so that we may receive mercy and find grace to help us in our time of need.” Hebrews 4:14 – 16 (NIV) Emphasis mine
He sees me. He sees my weakness in parenting; the tear roll down my eye when I don’t know what to do or what to say. See…He’s a parent. He is a parent with wayward kids. He knows the temptation to want to force a child to believe or to trust. He, too, struggles with watching His kids fumble to find the right path. Yet, He doesn’t sin; never makes the wrong choice to offend or loose self-control.
What He offers us, as parents, is mercy and grace in our time of need. Our time of needing to know when to give advice and when to listen. Mercy and grace to us when we are trying to figure out if we should let it go or discipline is right for this offense. He pours into us exactly what we need, when we ask.
Are you struggling, like me, to want to fix it for your child? Together, today, let’s trust our Father that Father knows best and can give us the wisdom we need this day to parent our children.