Sometimes it can be a challenge to know what really drives us.
When good friends get together the conversation can wander into unexpected territory. Roadside bombs may litter the way.
Like the time a group of us started talking about being parents
feeling frustrated and wondering why we do what we do. "Kim" said, "So often it's like my mother has taken over my thoughts--and my mouth. It's as if I don't know if it's me talking or if I'm just a replay of my mom."
"Angie" said, "What I hated most of all when I was a kid was how my mom went all cold and silent when we misbehaved or disappointed her.
"I vowed if I ever had children I would never do that. Still, when my two darlings act up I feel myself turn to ice and my throat close up. I'm making progress, but it's slow. It has taken me a very long time and a lot of prayer. Even so, I still have to watch myself."
Peeling back the layers
"JoJo" said, "I wish I had understood before we married how much my husband is like his workaholic father. At least then I would have been prepared, sort of."
After that everyone chimed in with their own story about negative messages and patterns that still influenced their lives.
In no time gloom settled over us like a storm cloud.
That's when "Annie" broke through with a bit of sunshine. "Okay, enough! Let's not get stuck on how our parents messed us up. I'll bet we all can remember good things, too.
"Take my parents, for instance. They made lots of mistakes, but they were crazy about each other--and it showed. My brother and I loved it that they laughed a lot. So did our friends. Love and laughter, that's what sticks with me. Am I the only one who thinks her parents did a good job?"
That's all it took to turn the conversation around. Soon every one of us found several ways our parents blessed us--for life.
We leave imprints, too
From the beginning we all intend to be a good parents. We want our daughters and sons to grow up healthy and balanced, with sound values and faith in God that will carry them through. We aim to be the best mom or dad any kid ever had.
The trouble is we're human and life is hard.
For many of us the necessary, non-parenting part of life takes up a lot of our time. We end up too tired to listen enough or laugh enough, let alone be the wise and wonderful parent we imagined we would be.
We rush here and there, trying to be all things to all people. Inevitably, we fail at that because it's an impossible standard.
All the while our children are growing up. And storing up memories.
What I know now--and wish I'd known in the beginning
The truth can be so obvious we could miss it altogether.
Every child ever born, no matter where, no matter when, will experience good times and not-so-good times during their childhood years.
That means what a son or daughter remembers depends on them and their personality perhaps as much as on their mother and father. By this logic, what you and I recall is as much about us as about our parents.
It's true for us--and for our children, too.
As the friend who recalled her laughing mother and father said, "Oh, they weren't perfect, but these are the memories I choose to carry with me."
Raising children is a challenge. It always was
Most kids grow up with little awareness of the pressures and challenges their parents had to deal with. So did we.
You and I look back from who we are and what we know today--and make judgments, fair or unfair.
Some of us keep digging to uncover ways our imperfect mom or dad failed us--and nurse our pain.
Why would we do that? Motivations vary, but for some, it provides a built-in excuse for . . . whatever.
When we can blame our parents then obviously, it's not our fault.
That may seem a convenient way out when we fail, but there's a downside:
Any time I declare myself a victim I also declare I have no power, no control over my life and my circumstances.
Now, really, is that any cause for celebration?
What if?
What if we laid down whatever burdens drag us down and live freely in this day?
We can, you know.
Therefore, if anyone is in Christ he is a new creation. The old has passed away; behold, the new has come. --2 Corinthians 5:17 ESV
If we're ready to be free of it, the Apostle Paul lays out our how-tos:
. . . clothe yourselves with compassion, kindness, humility, gentleness and patience. Bear with each other and forgive whatever grievances you may have against one another. Forgive as the Lord forgave you. --Colossians 3:12-13 NIV
We're human, we make mistakes. So did our parents.
You and I survived our parenting, however flawed it was. We may even be stronger because of what we had to overcome.
Instead of stuffing down hurtful memories of childhood, let's sift out the good and thank God for it.
(Then let's pray our children will do the same for us.)
Blessings and joy,
Lenore
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