I have a terrible habit of bluffing. Whenever little people refuse to move on my schedule, statements like these tumble out of my mouth.
“Put your shoes on now, or I’m leaving without you.”
“Did you brush your teeth yet? Your sister and I are going to the library, and if you’re not ready, then you can stay here by yourself.”
“Oh, so you don’t want to come down from that slide? Okay then, I’m going home for lunch. I’ll see you later. I hope you can find your way home.”
Cruel mom. Of course I would never actually abandon my children. Why do I say such things?
Because it works, that’s why. The moment I suggest leaving the scene without them, my girls shriek “Nooooooo!” and sprint toward cooperation. Shoes on. Teeth brushed. Tushies in the minivan and off we go.
I know, I know. Even though my bluffing proves effective, it’s still not right. Abandonment is Parenting 101: don’t do it. Don’t threaten it. Kids need to know they are secure. Mom will never leave you.
Unless you’re whining or pokey. Then all bets are off. Ah, just add this to my list of mommy flaws. There is only one Perfect Parent, and I am not it. Thankfully, God is.
“If we are unfaithful, he remains faithful, for he cannot deny who he is,” (2 Timothy 2:13, NLT).
Every time I mess up, say something I shouldn’t, step on feelings I should’ve nurtured, or display childish behavior that rivals my toddler’s tantrums, I am reminded of why my kids need God.
I am merely their mom.
He is their Creator.
I teach them what I know.
God knows everything.
I fight my hardest not to fail them.
God cannot possibly fail them.
I love them so much, my heart aches.
God is love.
The Heavenly Father hands us his beloved babes and says, “You’re in charge of her for a while.” So we pour our souls into our children’s upbringing. We protect them, hug them, make sure they wear clean underwear and eat their peas. Yet human beings are inherently faulty liaisons for heaven. We’re bound to make mistakes.
Aren’t you glad God never does?
If I leave any legacy at all, let it be that my kids know their Savior because I invited him into our home, even on the messy days. Especially on the messy days. If they grow to know God, then they will be forever secure—in his flawless, unfailing, never abandoning love.
“Girls!” I called to my dawdlers from the kitchen doorway. “Let’s go for a bike ride! Last one in the garage has to eat a bowl of onions for dinner!”
“Coming, Mommy, I’m coming!”
Well, would you look at that—two children with shoes on, ready to move.
I think I’ve found my new bluff.
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