Discipling Our Children: What I Wish I Had Done
When our children were teenagers, I prayed for our church’s youth ministers, I supported them, and I made sure my kids signed up and showed up.
When our children were teenagers, I prayed for our church’s youth ministers, I supported them, and I made sure my kids signed up and showed up.
We don’t put our hope in research, and we don’t trust in tips. Our hope is in God.
Family meals don’t save our child or make them immune to loneliness, but the presence of Christ by his Spirit renders the time together both holy and fruitful.
Parents become a safe place to confess sin and discuss failure when teens can see that we need the forgiveness of the gospel just as much as they do.
If parents understand our own heart’s bent, we should be able to enter in alongside our teenagers with compassion rather than condemnation.
Someday Jesus will return from his own “big goodbye” to make all things new and put an end to goodbyes forever.
We remind our kids each day that God lights our way in deepest darkness and that his faithful presence can give us hope when all life’s other lights grow dim.
While the world may seek to divide us, we must remember that we fight for no side except that of Christ and him crucified.
Enjoying the truth that God’s acceptance of me is not based on my deeds eased my anxiety a great deal. Other people’s approval is not the foundation of my joy.