Well I did it. I created 5 little monsters. How does one create 5 little monsters you ask? It is as easy as 1,2,3.
Listen to excessive whining about life being unfair that your child does not have a phone like everyone else.
Buy said phone for not one child but 5 children. (It would be unfair if just one child received a phone. Ugh)
Give the phones to your children and watch the craziness unfold.
Actually, it has not been that bad. I find my kids doing some amazing things with their phone. They are keeping in touch with me more. I love it when they text me. At church they are keeping sermon notes on their phone and using their Bible app. It is not so much that I have created monsters. It would be more accurate to say that I am seeing my children transform into little adults, and I’m not sure if I like that.
It seems like yesterday that I was the mother of six kids with five of them being under the age of five years old. It was a crazy time in our lives, but totally worth it. I remember sleepless nights, crying babies, dirty diapers, and royal tantrums. What I loved most about being a mom of young children was that they needed me. They needed my love. They needed me to change them and feed them. They needed me to soothe them when they were sad and tickle them when they were happy. They needed me every minute of the day and I was willing to give them all of my time.
Today, I am now the mom of 1 twenty year old, 4 teenagers and 1 pre-teen. Most of the days, I am begging my kids to take a moment and just talk to me. They have such busy lives. They are running off to choir practice, piano and drum lessons, FCCLA, and church youth group. I wish this were the only reason why my kids don’t have time for me today. Many times behaviors and teenage drama also get in the way. The shift has gone from them needing me to do everything to me just standing on the sideline. They no longer need me to help with their baths. They no longer need me to wipe their faces, get them snacks, pack their bags or hold their hands when crossing the street. No my kids are not monsters, even though there are still days that they act like it, but they are adults in training.
I worry daily about my children. Have I done enough as a parent to train them? What kind of choices will they make? What will they do in life? Who will they marry? Will it be a good Godly person? Oh, the questions keep coming. Then I am reminded of the scripture.
Direct your children onto the right path, and when they are older, they will not leave it. Proverbs 22:6
A careful reading of that scripture does not say that your teenager will not make poor decisions. It doesn’t say your preteen will always bring home his homework. It doesn’t even say your twenty year old is on the right career path. What it does say is that the parent that cares for his or her child will share with them the path of faith.
A recent survey found, “Four out of five children raised by two Protestant parents remained Protestant into adulthood. For those raised in Protestant homes where religion was very important or often discussed, the retention rate jumps even higher (85% and 89%, respectively).” —See Christianity Today at http://bit.ly/2e8P4hP
Of course as the scripture tells us the decision to follow the right path will ultimately be their decision. Then again those children who have never heard the Gospel in their youth are clearly at a disadvantage in following God’s path in their later years.
Faith is one of many decisions I am not able to make for my growing children/little adults. My prayer for myself is that as they continue to grow into adulthood I would remain available to them when they do have questions and always love them unconditionally even when they act like little monsters.