There’s much to be said about the glamorous life of a parent.
Yep. I’m writing this as I sit in the hallway between two bedrooms where two little toddlers are drifting off to sleep. Little Miss has just discovered she can climb out of the port-a-crib, so I’m here to keep an eye on that. Little Mr has just discovered he can open doors and could go adventuring if he wanted, so I’m here to keep an eye on that.
Downstairs the remnants of fallen towers litter the carpet. Half transformed transformers are guarding the train table.
The air is thick with that all too lovely eu de poo…..mingled with tonight’s dinner in the crock-pot. Yep. The glamorous life of a parent.
Sometimes it is hard to feel it. Sometimes it is hard to see it. Sometimes it is hard to hear it. Sometimes it is hard to know it. But, by golly, as hard as it is, this parenting gig……there is nothing like it in the world.
It is so easy to focus on who has snot, who needs to be changed, who needs an appointment to be made, who needs help with their homework….all here and now stuff…..but we’re shaping these little people. We’re shaping little people who will one day be big people.
It is not a job to be overwhelmed by.
It is a job to be delighted by.
We have this chance to create, to shape, to mould. God has given us the tools, we need not lament that there is no handbook for growing children. There is. The good book. We also have each other. We have generations that have gone on before us. They have wisdom in their hearts, a knowledge of what works and doesn’t work.
Let us not be dismayed by the hard times, the words we regret coming out of our mouths, the times we wish we could turn back time. Let’s be overjoyed by this glorious task that God has given us.
It is easy to read things where we as parents feel judged. It is easy to fall into the comparison trap and see our own failings. It is easy become overwhelmed by challenges and misgivings. It is harder to bend down to our young ones’ level, to look them in the eyes, to say to them ‘I’m sorry. I’ll do better next time’. And that is all that is required of us.
To hold on to the glorious. To realize these little people love us with an unconditional love. These little people are our own miniature selves. These little people will go places we haven’t been, speak to people we have no reach with, create technology we can’t imagine. It is a fantastic task we have.
And God trusts us because He has entrusted us with them. He knows we’re capable. He has no doubt.
We just need to hold on to the glorious, keeping our eyes on Him.