...this just in, I am getting old.
I realized this while watching my three children wash our two cars this weekend. They are 16, 14, and 13. And when I looked on them spraying each other with the hose, it dawned on me that I am older than I feel.
Feeling that way, one would guess that is a good thing. I on the other hand look at my two boys and wonder if I have been raising them correctly. My daughter does not worry me that much, my wife has been doing a fantastic job in raising her to be a confident young woman. However, the task of raising Godly young men falls directly on me. Sure I have a great example that I can follow, but I know I do not do what I am supposed to do all the time.
Let's face facts, I am an extremely flawed person. How do I know this? I see myself in the mirror every morning and see a face of that person with baggage staring right back at me. I tend to repeat the same mistakes over and over, and only by Grace does the cycle eventually end.
And what's worse is, I find myself questioning if I am using the right kind of (for the lack of a better term) tactics to raise my boys to be the Godly men that they should be. Not what I think they should be, or what the world thinks they should be, but God's standard on what they should be.
My boys are a short time away from becoming men, this kind of stuff makes me lay awake at night and stare at the ceiling.
And while I am laying there, I take a hard look at my life and what I have done in my past and what was done to me and I pray that I am trusting in God to not repeat the mistakes I have made.
Trust me, the list of my mistakes is long and I realize I am not supposed to dwell on them. For once I asked for forgiveness and repented, God forgives and forgets my past sins and transgressions. But that old and dead man rises up and reminds me that I am doing a lousy job in raising my kids, and that gives me pause.
These last years with my children growing into teenagers has been a wonderful, eye opening experience and I would not trade it in for anything.
And at the same time, I feel anxiety in the fact that my time with these blessings is drawing closer and closer. And it seems that I have not taught them everything, I believe that I should...
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