Lately, this chapter has been my anthem. It's summer so that means all children every minute of everyday. And mine are loud, rough and rambunctious. And they break things. A lot. Everyday I feel like I'm failing as a mother and raising wild animals who will end up in prison.
The other day I was having a conversation with a friend about breaking our kids' will and not their spirit. I'm trying to teach my children to be respectful, obedient and kind but the last thing I want to do is squash their spirit. We have a lot of that around here..."spirit", PASSION, VOLUME, big feelings, big ideas, big opinions. And you know what? I love it. You better believe I want my daughter taking that fire in her eyes into adulthood. And my youngest turning his bossiness into a ceo position. And maybe my big boys, with all their swinging fists and ninja kicks, will have the confidence to stand up to a bully and do the right thing even when it's the unpopular thing. But right now... It's exhausting. And hard. And I'm constantly questioning my ability to parent. But there's one thing I know for sure, meekness and humility are much easier to teach than passion, fire and strength. Lord, just let them make it to their eighteenth birthdays.🙏🏻😑