This parenting thing is hard sometimes.
We don’t always know the answer.
We don’t always say the right things.
We don’t always react in the correct manner.
However, my husband and I have made tremendous efforts in relying on God for parenting skills.
In church, we are encouraged to trust in God because, as the Bible states, “Blessed is the one who perseveres under trial because, having stood the test, that person will receive the crown of life that the Lord has promised to those who love him.” ~ James 1:12
As we know, boys look up to their fathers. They try to do most, if not all, things that their fathers do. Learning, loving, playing, living for a boy reflects what he has seen from his father. Therefore, as parents, we know we must set good examples for our children. Although, our words may hold value with our children, it’s our actions that build children into what they will be because as the old adage says, “actions speak louder than words” Therefore, we must mind our actions.
My boys are interested in all things motor, wheels, wings, speed……anything mechanical. So, the other day, one of my twins was working on his little sister’s bike (trying to replace the wheel/rubber) so she could ride it — like a good big brother would do.
At one point, he needed the air compressor. Now, the one he has is his own because, as any mother of boys knows (the boys better know it too!) the kids better not mess with dad’s tools! To hopefully deter the boys from messing with their dads tools, they’ve started collecting their own.
So anyway, the compressor……
He retrieved the compressor from the garage and plugged it in.
However, rather than plugging it directly into a wall outlet, he plugged it into the extension cord.
Oh no! It started a small fire. Without missing a beat, he handled the fire as he has been taught to do. It got no further than some sparks from the prongs on the cord. (shoo–wiping sweat from my brow).
Anyway, when their dad got home that evening and they delivered the news to him he handled it like a pro.
Rather than lose it like I was pretty sure he was going to do, he ever-so-lovingly spoke with them about the compressor drawing so much power that it needs to be directly into an outlet. Granted he doesn’t always act in such a calm manner, he did that day.
And, yes, I was darn proud of him.
And I was thankful to God because the Lord is working in him.