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Three mornings every week I have the awesome privilege of getting our kids up and to wherever they’re supposed to be.
I don’t get in a hurry, either. I enjoy my mornings with them. My daughter is super-sweet and my son is extra-happy in the morning, so I get to enjoy a lot of those moments with them. Before I know it, they’ll be in high school, so I’m not going to apologize to anyone for taking extra time to be present with them.
Here’s two things I learned from them this morning…
#1 – You can’t always see what the Father is doing for you.
Pretty much every morning my son wakes up crying. There are two reasons for this… he has pooped himself or he is hungry. Either problem requires my help to solve.
Before you give a baby bottle there’s a small amount of prep that’s required. You have to get the milk (or formula) into the bottle. Then you have to warm it up.
As my son lay in his crib crying his little head off, I was in the kitchen getting his bottle ready.
It hit me this morning: we spend too much time complaining about what our current situations. Complaining tells God, “I don’t trust you to solve this problem.” That’s why the imprisoned Apostle Paul tells us, “Do everything without grumbling or arguing” (Phil. 2:14).
Faith says the opposite… it’s says, “God’s got this.”
You probably can’t see what Jesus is doing to solve the problems your facing right now, but trust Him with them.
#2 – Jesus is always inviting you to dance.
My daughter is a big fan of music. She loves to dance.
I rarely listen to music when I’m driving because I like to be left to some silence. It’s not uncommon for my daughter to request some music as soon as we get on the road.
This morning she was chatty, which I obviously love. We talk about stuff she wants to talk about… her mom, her “friends”, her grandmothers, her stuffed animals, and a thousand other silly things.
Out of the blue she made this comment to me:
“If you don’t play any music, I can’t dance, Daddy.”
This was her subtle way of reminding me that ‘this moment could be a tad more fun if you’d play some music and let me dance’.
The Scriptures tell us of a God that has invited us to dance. He’s more than capable of taking the broken and ugly moments, healing our hearts, and inviting us to dance with Him.
That’s how David could write, “You have turned for me my mourning into dancing” (Psalm 30:11).
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What are the greatest lessons your kids have taught you? Leave a comment below and share with us.