Parenting

Parenting is hard folks.
I mean really hard.

Your parents told you when you were a kid. You think it's bologna... cause at the time, being a kid is hard.
So what I'm saying here is that life is hard.

It's not hard because we have rotten kids. No.
It's hard because they aren't rotten.

Because they love and they hurt and they make mistakes and they are victorious.
Because they are sarcastic and witty and funny and super crazy smart.
Because they are humans with personalities and thoughts and strong convictions.
Because they know what is right and what is wrong and they are shaken regardless of where the pain comes from.
Because we are not perfect and imperfection correcting imperfection is ridiculously counterproductive.

It's hard because B and I have our own ideas of how things should go and God has his own... and therein lies the solution.

Parenting is hard. Falling into Him is easy. And so we move forward, together. We fight the battles and love on them, together, the three of us. We cry when they stumble and we shout with joy when they succeed.

So there you have it. Parenting is hard. It's a good thing we aren't doing it alone.