My husband and I are raising two wonderful, high spirited, independent, stubborn children. We have many dreams and aspirations for them and their future, but we both understand that their life has to be their own. What is our greatest hope for them you may wonder? That both of them accept Christ as their savior. Because of this, Will and I have done everything we can think of to teach our children about God.
Most people take their children to Sea World for fun. It is a day planned for adventure, relaxation, bonding, or vacation. The intention is for smiles and laughter. Memories are made, love is expressed, warm fuzzies abound! My next trip to Sea World with my eight year old son, Mason, is planned with the intent to scare him. We are bringing out his intense irrational fear that has come from deep inside with the sole purpose of “working on it”.
Today my 5 year old daughter had a rough day. She ran through a gambit of emotions in a 13 hour day. She was angry, sad, frustrated, tired, hurt, and confused. Most of her anger and poor behavior was directed at me, her Mamma. She blamed me, accused me, and took it out on me. Somehow her problems were my fault because I was her parent. I got it all, Folks. I got the pointy little finger in my face. I got the foot stomping on the floor and the bad attitude thrown in my general direction. She made sure I got the the message loud and clear: her problems were my fault.