My Children are helping me see life in a brand new way.
My kids are helping me see life in a brand new way.
You know - it's wonderful way to be learning. Think for a minute - what are your kids teaching you?
told us last week how much his thinking has changed as he contemplates
bringing Joanna into a culture which is morally falling apart. He
caused us to think long and hard about that.
You know, their little eyes are watching us. I'm aware that they are watching me and I'm a role model to them and I'm building their character by my actions. I'm very much aware that I am teaching them about love when I show them how I love their mother, I teach them about honesty when they see me take a lost purse to the police station, I teach them to look after other people's property when I take Foodtown's trolley back after putting the groceries in the car.
I teach them about integrity when I put my name and phone number on a card and tuck it under the windshield of a car I've just backed into and I teach them about my love for God and thankfulness, not taking life for granted, our good health, each other, a warm bed, when we pray together at bedtime.
There is nothing profound in that.
But so many people don't get it.
What you hear today is,"I don't spend much time with them, but when I do I give them real quality time".
Quality is spent T-I-M-E. My kids don't care that I'm a National
Director and I travel around the country holding these conferences.
They just want me. I believe, as parents ,we need to try to do
something of value with our kids each day.
She has this wonderful sense of humour, even as a four year old. Let me end with this neat story. About a year ago, Natasha and I were walking around the block one night. I looked down and saw that her feet were going nineteen to the dozen just to keep up with me.
Then I thought back to when I was a kid. I remembered walking beside my dad. He's six foot six. I could picture having to run beside him just to keep up. Then I could picture a time when we walked along the beach together.
still see his footprints in the sand and the huuuge gap between. I
remember having to leap from one footstep to the next and never being
able to reach. I looked down again at Natasha, this time with a little
more understanding and said to her, "Oh Natasha, am I walking too
fast?" I will never forget her reply.
My kids taught me that!
(c) Andy Bray