Disciplining
Recently, we had what I call an explosion of disobedience
that needed action. Two of my
children lost the privilege of going to our local pool the next day. They were crushed and broken. And so was I. As I had pillow talk with my husband that evening I had a hard
time holding back tears. I did not
want them to miss out of their favorite summer activity. Couldn’t I give them one more
chance? I rewound the words I had
just told them an hour before, “If you are caught speeding on the highway a
police officer is not going to give you a ticket and then take it away.” I had to look beyond the moment. I am trying to teach my children to
live respectfully, obey, tame their tongue and listen to what is important.
The next morning there were no grudges. My two children loved me the same. They were over the initial sting of
being disciplined. They also knew
mommy and daddy meant business.
God also reminded me that I was able to have some “special time” with my
third child at the pool that day, as the other stayed home while daddy worked
from home. Just as the Lord tells
us to endure hardship as discipline; God
is treating us as his children (Hebrews 12:7)—so it is with our children on
loan from Him.
Warmly,
Jill