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30 Days to Enjoying Your Children More: Teach {Day 28}

Thank you for joining us! You can find Day 1 here.

One of my earliest memories is of watching my dad weave a heavy nylon cord, the kind he used to tie down planes at the hangar. He had one end of the yellow rope tied to his big red Craftsman toolbox, and with his free hands, he worked the smaller strands into one very strong cable.

As he worked, he talked to me, explaining what he was doing and why. He taught me the pattern and let me have a turn. My three-year-old hands were too small and the weaving was complicated, but I liked being near him and watching him work. He smelled like metal and grease and bit of Old Spice, and I thought he was very handsome.

He was always teaching, always explaining, and always demonstrating something to me. When he took me up in the airplane by myself, and I got to sit in the co-pilot’s seat, he made sure I knew exactly what he was doing. He taught me how to make cookies and how to play Risk and showed me how to remove stamps from envelopes so I could start a collection just like his. Teaching was just something he did, like breathing.

My dad died only three days after Christmas the year I turned eleven. He pulled out onto a snowy Ohio road and never came back. They said he died instantly in the crash, that he never felt a thing. But we felt it.

The wake was held just a few days later, and then the funeral, when everything was hazy but real enough to be horrible. People came up and said things to me that seemed to make them feel better, about how it was all so tragic and how there hadn’t been enough time.

It seemed the right thing to say. His death was unexpected and heartbreaking. He was so young. We were so young. There was a gaping wound where once he had been.

But in another sense, it was not tragic, and it was not too soon. Many other people had lived much longer lives and done much less with them. It seemed that was a greater tragedy.

In the years that followed, I have known many friends and family members who have died, but no one has ever said there was enough time. Death always comes too soon. I remember talking to my grandpa the summer before he died from prostate cancer. He had lived over eighty full, fruitful years, but even he was struggling with the idea that life was closing in. There was still so much he wanted to do, so much he wanted to say, and the living part of him could not help but grieve the fact that the dying part of him was winning.

Life is a precious thing. Even a full, long life is over in a blink.

The tragedy comes when life is over before it ever really began, when a person fills his life with nothing but small stuff and never gets around to the things that really matter. For parents, the tragedy comes when they save for tomorrow what should have been started today, when they bother over enjoying their children today with little regard to whether or not they will enjoy them for eternity.

That is a tragic.

But in my home, teaching us about faith was the priority. I do not remember a time when my family did not pray around the dinner table. I don’t remember when we started reading a chapter from the thick children’s story Bible after dinner. I don’t remember when we started going to church or memorizing Scripture or reading missionary biographies. I don’t remember because it always was.

My parents took seriously the charge to care for our eternal well-being by teaching us God’s Word and demonstrating real-life faith in flesh and blood right before our very eyes. From a very young age, I understood that all of eternity hinges on matters of faith.

Keeping the commitment to godly instruction was not always easy, I’m sure. I stomped my way into church more than once, and the busyness of life threatened the quite times with God. But absolutely no temporal sacrifice could compare with the eternal enjoyment of each other that was born out of that faithful work.

Because of the way my parents taught me, I was able to see the hand of God even in the sorrow of my dad’s untimely death. I remember opening my Bible on the night he died, seeking comfort in the Psalms. His legacy, shortened though it was, carried me through the early years without him, the firsts of college and marriage and children, the uncertainty of childhood transitions and adult decisions.

The things he taught me governed how I lived, helped to determine whom I married, and even today, gives me a pattern for how I raise my kids. My dad’s priority has had generational impact. Even though he has never met them, his grandchildren are following in his footsteps.

He had enough time because he did not take his time for granted.

I want to parent like that. Whether I die today or fifty years from now, I want my kids to say I had enough time, that I kept my priorities straight and I did not neglect the big things because the small things were more immediate and more demanding. I want them to know that I did the hard things, the less enjoyable things, so that we could enjoy each other forever.

What is life, but a breath? Yet all of eternity stretches out before us. May we make decisions today that will ensure we can enjoy it with all of our children and the many generations to come.

In happier times.

Please join us tomorrow for Day 29!

Start today…

1) Take time today to explain to your children why you believe what you do. Do they know your testimony?

2) If you have not been faithful to teach your children, confess it. Tell them that you have not done something you should and tell them that you are going to start today.

3) Pray with them today. Even a very short prayer at dinner or bedtime leaves a lasting impression.

4) If your children are small, get an age-appropriate children’s Bible and read a chapter a day. One Bible storybook we love for the littles is The Jesus Storybook Bible: Every Story Whispers His Name. Older children can be read to from The New Living Translation (a very well-done modern paraphrase) or any Bible you have in the home.

5) Find a Bible-believing church and go!

30 Days to Enjoying Your Children More: Stuff {Day 27}

Welcome to our series! Find Day 1 here.

This past week, a friend of mine dropped off a carload full of toys her son had outgrown. She wondered if we’d like to look through them. It was perfect timing since the kids were finding it difficult to wait through the last few days before their daddy came home from his many months away. A few bags of new-to-them toys were just the thing to keep them occupied.

It was magical. For an entire day, my five kids hardly spoke to me at all, they were so transfixed with all the new stuff.

Less than a day later, things had changed. The toys had been picked over. There were the toys some of the kids liked and the toys nobody liked and the toys everyone liked and was fighting over. All of these toys were piled into the living room in one big jumble. There was no room to play. The animals from Noah’s ark were buried under a mountain of blocks and cars, the princess castle was missing the princess and two of my children were accusing each other of taking a toy neither of them could find.

All the new stuff, while fun for a moment, began to feel suffocating. We were all relieved when it was time to bag up the toys we were not going to keep. All those bright, shiny things could not keep us content for very long.

It is easy to believe that material things will make us happy. The TV ads tell us so. Our neighbors tell us so. The guy at the bank who tries to give us a bigger loan than we need tells us so.

Unfortunately, I find the reverse to be true. More often than not, the more stuff I acquire, the less happy I am.

Every single thing I bring into the house requires my time and energy to maintain, clean up and keep organized. The more things I get, the more the drain on my resources is increased—exponentially. Because the kids don’t take out just one toy and play with it. They take all the toys out. I give myself away day after day trying to put it all back and to keep it from exploding all over the driveway.

I also find that the more I have, the harder it is to find what I really need. How many hours of my life have I spent digging through closets and drawers looking for something I know I have around here somewhere? How many minutes have I wasted trying to keep all our things organized and put away? Too many.

Of course, some things are necessities. My children need socks and underwear. Other things are beneficial privileges, like special playthings and good books. But having enough is not my problem. Having too much is.

When I have too much, my time, attention, and financial resources are bound up in the stuff of earth. It crowds in and demands my affections. I begin to prioritize things that don’t matter and forget about things that do. My heart is not free. I am a slave to an insatiable master.

I may think I am generous and humble. But one trip to Target is all it takes to close my selfish fists. When I am reminded of all I do not have, I am less delighted to give, less concerned with humility, less inclined to do without excess so another can have enough. I begin to think it’s more important to have matching towels in my hall bathroom than it is to give to someone in need. I really believe it is vital to give my kids a “good Christmas” than it is to save money for their futures.

So I invite the stuff in. I do it out of envy. I do it out of greed. I do it out of guilt.

It is easy to buy into the lie that I need to provide a better childhood for my kids than the one I had. It’s a nice sentiment—we should all strive to learn from our parents and be better. But a materialistic childhood is not a happier childhood. You do not need to walk very far into a toy department to know that is true. There, you will hear children with more than enough stuff screaming, “Mommy! I want that! Mommy! Buy that for me! Mommy! You’re a mean mommy if you don’t get that for me now!”

It is more enjoyable to live with children who are content. It is more enjoyable to live with myself when I am content. But how do we get there, especially in this season of excess? Here are some ideas:

1) Turn off the TV, or at the least, turn off the commercials. The goal of television is to sell you something. Advertisers have worked very, very hard to figure out how to get you and your children to believe you need something you don’t have. Everyone on TV has more and better stuff than you do. Don’t give them the opportunity to give you their sale’s pitch because they will win.

2) Set a budget, and stick to it. Guilt is a powerful emotion, especially for mothers. If you do not have a budget you will likely spend more than you should on gifts for your children.

3) Downsize. Spend some time today going through closets and toy bins. You will be shocked at the stuff you have been hoarding that you do not need and that no one uses. Stop trading your time to maintain stuff that has no value. Get rid of it today.

4) Give! Charity is the best anecdote for materialism. It is important that your children sacrifice in order to give. Don’t just give them money to put in the offering. Give them age-appropriate jobs to do to earn money to give away. Then, find a charity your entire family can support. You can sponsor a needy child. Pack a shoebox. Save and buy an animal for a needy village. Give bracelets. Your children can even earn money and use it to purchase food for a food bank or items for a homeless shelter.

Are your children happy with little? Are you content with what you have? Make it a priority to break free from the bondage of materialism. When contentment fills your home, you will find it easy to enjoy your children. It is natural and easy to enjoy those who are at peace in a world filled with stuff.

The best anecdote to materialism is charity. Give. Photo credit: Give Jewelry

Please join us tomorrow for Day 28: Teach

For further thought:

1) If your children have a problem with materialism, check your own heart before trying to change theirs. If you struggle with these things, chances are your children will too. Confess your weakness to God and ask for help to overcome this sin. Then, set about to change your behaviors first. Let your children see your good example!

2) As a family, memorize Matthew 6: 19-21, which says, “Do not store up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moth and rust destroy, and where thieves break in and steal. But store up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where neither moth nor rust destroys, and where thieves do not break in or steal; for where your treasure is, there your heart will be also.”

3) Compare and contrast the attitudes of the rich young ruler (Matthew 19:16-22) and the faithful widow (Mark 12:41-44). Do you hold your treasures tightly in your fists, or do you give generously and sacrificially out of your abundance? Find one thing today that you can do to move toward becoming more like the faithful widow. Perhaps you can give up that morning latte or choose to make a gift instead of purchasing one. Whatever it is, begin to make steps in the right direction!

30 Days to Enjoying Your Children More: Boundaries {Day 26}

Welcome to our series! Find Day 1 here.

My roommate had beaten me to campus. That was obvious when I opened the door to my newly assigned dorm room and found someone else’s personal items strewn all about. Katie wasn’t there, but she had suitcases on both desks, clothes and bedding on the top and bottom bunks, and a random assortment of makeup and hair products filling up the sink.

A few hours later, Katie swept into the room. She was dressed like a gypsy and when she saw me, she squeezed me and told me all about herself in one big long gush. I liked her at once.

But we were not very much alike. Katie came from a home where the entire family often watched movies piled up together in one great heap on a tiny couch. In my home, that would have been considered torture. In Katie’s house, no one ever shut doors and no one ever asked to borrow anything because everything was up for grabs. They shared everything from clothes to water bottles to the latest information about everyone else’s business.

In my house, I had my own room with a door that I shut. Often.

When Katie used my lipstick and left her toothbrush on my desk or tried to fix me up with guys she knew, I did not know how to respond. I thought I would offend her if I told her that some of her behaviors bothered me.

So I did the least loving thing I could: I said nothing. I stayed away from the room and studied in the library and told myself I was sacrificing for her.

Of course, I wasn’t sacrificing at all. I was being selfish. I did not trust her to respond to my concerns in a loving way. I did not trust her to understand me, and I did not try harder to accommodate her. I simply avoided the situation by putting up one great big wall.

I was relieved when, after only one semester, I was able to get a single dorm room. My stint of living with an opposite personality was over.

But then I got married. Not long after, we began to have children. Lots of them. I found myself surrounded by six people who are not always like me. I also found myself tempted to put up walls when confronted with differences, instead of constructing healthy boundaries.

In fact, sometimes, I hold back from enjoying my children because I’m afraid of what might happen if I enjoy them. Will the entire house dissolve into chaos? Will they expect me to play with them all the time? Will they be able to get control of themselves when playtime is over? If I let them do this something this time, will they want to do it all the time?

Perhaps you’ve had some of those same thoughts, or resisted engaging with your children in certain ways because you know you can’t engage them that way all the time. That is where boundaries can be helpful.

Boundaries provide the parameters which ensure that the needs of every member of family are considered and respected. Boundaries validate the unique personalities present in a home and affirm the fact that it’s okay to need different things in order to be your best. They also ensure that each person’s needs are guarded by everyone else in the home, whether they share the same needs or not.

That creates an environment of trust. In a home with healthy boundaries, we can appreciate each other’s differences, enjoy unique or fun opportunities, and even venture outside of our comfort zones without being required to stay there. We can feel safe in expressing differing opinions without fear of rejection or giving offense because our boundaries can be adapted to include all types of people.
But establishing boundaries can be difficult, especially if you have not seen healthy boundaries demonstrated in your previous relationships. I have found the following things to be essential to the process.

First, boundaries must take into account the changing needs of every member of the family. That means that boundaries must be flexible. They are not laws or commandments or even rights. They change over time based on a variety of life circumstances. For instance, a family with a newborn will have far less boundaries than a family with a teenager. A family dealing with a disability or a traumatic event may have more boundaries than a family who is not facing those challenges.

Families change, so boundaries need to be flexible. Often, they require compromise. A family who is ruled by the boundaries of the dominant member of the household is not healthy. As you establish boundaries for your home, consider the fact that you may be living with someone whose needs are very different, yet just as important, as your own. It’s vital to consider the needs of others before yourself. If you don’t, your boundaries will quickly become walls which cut off intimate relationships instead of fostering them.

Second, boundaries must be communicated effectively and understood by all members of the family, particularly if the members of the family have different personalities. I do not need to tell my introvert daughter that she needs to knock before entering my room. She does that instinctively. But my social son needs me to explain to him that I shut my door because I need time to recharge, not because I don’t value his presence or desire to be with him. I tell him that by knocking on the door instead of charging through, he is showing me he loves me and cares about my needs.

It is tempting to fail to communicate our needs because we fear rejection. We have boundaries, but we don’t let anyone know what they are until it’s too late. Instead, we allow our loved ones to “discover” our boundaries when they cross them and we react in an unloving way. This does not create an environment of trust and security. Quite the opposite. It creates an environment of fear, like the feeling of living in a foreign country and being uncertain of the rules.

Be sure everyone understands the boundaries and why they are important. It is one thing to say, “Don’t come in my room without knocking.” But it is better to tell your children why you feel better when they respect that boundary, and how it helps you be a better parent. If you cannot think of any reasons why a particular boundary helps you to be a better person, then perhaps it is not a healthy boundary at all.

Third, boundaries need to be reinforced lovingly and consistently. Sometimes, I am lazy. I don’t reinforce a boundary until I am exasperated. I forget that the reason I have boundaries in the first place is so I do not become exasperated! It is crucial that I guard my boundaries before I become so emotionally involved that I cannot respond righteously toward my children.

It is not loving to allow my children to cross boundaries some of the time, but suffer the consequences other times. If I want to create an environment of trust, I must be consistent in upholding the boundaries our family has established. If I find that I cannot reinforce a boundary, or the boundary is no longer working to create a healthy home, then it needs to go.

Finally, boundaries need to be reciprocated. I cannot expect my children to respect my boundaries if I do not respect theirs. It’s as simple as that! But when every individual in a home feels safe to express his or her needs knowing they will be guarded by everyone else, it is easy to love and enjoy each other.

Do you find it difficult to allow yourself to enjoy your children? Perhaps it’s time to set some healthy boundaries.

Healthy boundaries create happy kids!

For further thought:

1) If you are living with a child or spouse who has opposite needs as yours, consider Philippians 2:3-4.

2) Did you have healthy boundaries in your home growing up? How did the effective or ineffective use of boundaries impact how you feel about yourself and the way you interact with others?

3) Evaluate how you’re doing in the four areas of creating healthy boundaries. Which area do you struggle with the most? What are some steps you can take to improve?

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