(Note from Kat: This is a guest post by my friend Lara from the blog To Overflowing. Also, don’t forget to register for the free parenting webinar I’m hosting today at 2pm CST and 9pm CST. Register here!)
My middle son moves about life impulsively. Very few milliseconds pass between his thought and his action. If he thinks “hit”, then more often than not, he hits. Hence the reason for approximately 84 time-outs the other day. That and a variety of other discipline measures. Not fun.
We reached the point when my patience and creativity neared the end. That’s when I sat down beside him, somewhat exhausted, to have our time-to-get-out-of-time-out talk.
It sounds so 1990’s, but that “WWJD” bracelet I used to wear as teen came to mind. And I looked at my active boy who now flopped all over the stair and asked, “What do you think Jesus would say to you right now?”
As the words fell off my lips the same question bounced back to me, “What would He say?”
“I think He would come over to you, rub your shaggy hair, then say something like, ‘Buddy, come sit on my lap.'”
I scooped him up off the stair and for just a moment all the frustrations from the day melted away. And I saw my boy’s heart.
“I think He would tell you how much He loves you, and how He died for you, and how He made you to be super strong. But that He desires for you to use that strength to bless others, not tear them down.”
My boy squirmed a little in my arms but I could tell he was listening.
“I think He would say that He forgives you — completely. And that He wants to enable you to be a blessing. You just have to ask Him for help.”
We sat for a minute until life demanded I jump back in with both feet. But it was a good moment, which I needed under my belt considering the many poor moments leading up to it. God is so gracious.
Let the word of Christ dwell in you richly, teaching and admonishing one another in all wisdom, singing psalms and hymns and spiritual songs, with thankfulness in your hearts to God.
I need to think about that question more often, “What would He say to my kids?” His kids. Motherhood will get frustrating again (and again…and again), but asking for His perspective changes me. Asking to see these people around me like He sees them, that does something deep in my spirit.
Maybe I need to dig that old bracelet out of the attic.
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