Wednesday, March 28, 2012

Monkey See, Monkey Do

Yesterday, I introduced the first of the
 2 things
I had to learn about
 raising my adorable monkeys.

#1 They have a sin nature.

I called this,
Monkey Be, Monkey Do.

Monkeys don't need to see to do,
monkeys do because monkeys are.

However, in addition to their own sin nature,
our kids have another downfall to their behavior.

Thus, we venture on to point #2.


2. Their parents have a sinful nature. 
( I included my husband because I don't want to take all the blame. )

Even with the new nature that comes through salvation,
the old man still shows up.

I have a temper.
I am not always kind.
Sometimes I gossip.
 I harbor bitterness in my heart.
I can be a bad example.

A memory from my early years  in parenting still sears my heart.
I was frustrated with something and slammed a kitchen cupboard door.
Really hard.
Really, really, hard.
The sturdy wood made a resounding bang that soothed my ruffled soul.
It felt good, until my little precious toddler waddled over to the same cupboard door,
slammed it, then looked up to me with a few-toothed smile, waiting for my approval.

Instead, she broke my heart.
I wondered how I would survive parenting
when I couldn't even survive my own sinful self.

Twenty years later, I'm still wondering.

Only now, I live in a house where the cupboards are plastic and pressboard,
and when I slammed a drawer shut soon after we moved in, it broke.
My husband has fixed it several times,
but the awkwardness of the drawer and the dried dripping glue
is an ugly insight into to my own soul.

I have grown, but not enough.

But, lest we become discouraged and throw ourselves down in disgust,
there's hope,
it's called forgiveness.

The Lord doesn't call perfect people
to become parents,
He calls parents
to become perfect people.

The book of James explains we become perfect through trials.
That's why the same things happen over and over.
We face it until we conquer it.

It's a hard job,
being a sinner
raising sinners
to not sin
against a holy and mighty God.

Isn't it wonderful
our holy and mighty God
helps us not sin
while raising sinners
to not sin?




Sometimes, it means confessing sin.

Sometimes, it means apologizing to our children.

Sometimes, it means confessing to our husbands and asking for prayer.
Sometimes, it means asking an older woman for help, encouragement, advice.


As we deal with our sin,
we teach our children how to deal with theirs.

If we try to gloss over it and blame it on hormones or lack of sleep,
we'll teach them to do the same.

If we harm relationships and don't heal them,
we'll teach them to do the same.


If we don't forgive others when they sin against us,
we'll teach our children to not forgive us when we sin against them.



So, there's hope,
there's joy,
 there's a way to bring
 the Lord glory in all our failings.

 
As our precious little monkeys
see us
turn to the Lord for forgiveness and strength,
they will
do
the same thing.


Because Monkey See, Monkey Do.

5 comments:

  1. I have a few bad memories of bad days that I would rather forget. Mums are not born patient. Homeschoolers do choose that path because they are patient. I am thankful the Lord is growing us and Lord willing, we will all be good examples worth following :-)
    BTW how is your household managing? do you still have the rest of the family with you?

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  2. Second sentence should read Homeschoolers do not choose that path because they are patient.

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  3. Wow Aunt Mindy this was good for me to read as I am getting ready to enter the stage of parenting. Thanks for sharing your wisdom.

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  4. Oh Mindy how I have missed you! And for finally having internet again, and reading your blog... the Lord's timing is always perfect.

    It's like He knows what's going on with me or something. : ) I love how He multi-tasks and teaches and grows us all(you, me, our kids...).

    Your words are healing and helpful and hopeful and a joy to read.

    Grateful all over again for your blog, sister!

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  5. "the awkwardness of the drawer and the dried dripping glue
    is an ugly insight into to my own soul."

    Beautifully put. Thanks for the reminder!

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