She has my sense of humor!
He has my smarts!
He gets his physical ability from his dad.
But we rarely (if ever) hear -
He struggles with pride like me.
He's an alcoholic like me.
She is insecure like me.
Why? Because it's ugly and dark and who in the world wants to pass that crap on to their kids?
But we do.
So let's be real.
We produce sinful children because we ourselves are sinful.
B asked me last night how we were ever going to help our kids be these thriving, amazingly helpful, love filled adults. I gave him my heart answer "We show them. We love. We communicate. We feel and allow to share feelings. We are their example." But again he asked, needing more. And so I replied "We pray. We love. We save for therapy because God knows we'll mess them up!"
We are not perfect. We have perfect intentions in a very sin filled body. We project our sins to humanity. We are sinners, saved by grace and only grace.
So pray, love, be real and hold on.
We are going to mess them up. We are going to pass on our sin. But we pray and do better every day so that they can see and learn from our sins and that with them... They will stop.
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