If you saw me making yapping gestures while driving on Grapevine Highway yesterday, I can explain.
I was arguing. With my hand. In. A. Car.
Let me try that again, because I’m pretty sure I still sound crazy. Okay, the kids were dangerously near a naptime meltdown and I desperately needed Aurora the puppet dog to help soothe prickly emotions. Unfortunately he was off touring retirement kennels in Cape Cod. So I improvised.
It’s what we do as parents, right? Grow. Change. Mix things up. And yes, argue with ourselves on occasion. I don’t know about you, but Last Year Me does not see parenting the same way as Current Me, and I’m sure Future Me will think we’re both laughably mistaken. But if for no other reason than to better argue with myself, I’d like to clarify Current Me’s position as stated in I’m Ditching Discipline.
So Here It Is . . .
Choosing to focus on discipleship with my children is not really about eradicating discipline. It’s about redefining it in a constructive way while trying to live out the most essential aspect of my faith in front of my kids: Grace.
Wait, isn’t grace just a cop out for pushover parents? I thought so for most of my life. In fact, despite being in church for many years now I could not give you a working definition of grace until this year. And actually, I still can’t quite distill it into words. But Jesus is called “the one and only . . . . full of grace and truth,” so it must be important, right?
Grace AND Truth. Not Grace OR Truth or Some Grace but Mostly Truth.
Grace and truth – blended together into discipleship – are as essential to parenting as sugar and flour are to boysenberry pie. Discipline is more like salt: – absolutely essential, but overwhelming if too much is used. So when I said I was ditching discipline, I meant that I’m tired of making salt pie after salt pie.
So while I’m ditching it as my primary focus for the personal reasons I already mentioned, there will always be a place for correction. But when things get hairy and I’m tempted to pull out the strong stuff, I hope to remind myself that only a pinch is needed. Old habits die hard, and I will be doing a lot of self-correction while I try to get the hang of things, but I’m committed.
Now, what constitutes biblical correction is a whole other can of worms. Let’s save that debate for another day.
Does this make sense or am I just a girl talking to her own hand over here???
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