Tuesday, August 16, 2011
My husband and I willingly chose to extend our years of parenting by adopting twins when the youngest of our four children was 9 years old. We have realized that we are now part of secret select group of very tired and emotionally drained parents by getting to manage the enormity of responsibility it takes to be parents to teenagers AND toddlers. Each one with its own benefits and challenges (in the past we also spent time in another secret society known as "we have two minivans and are so far from cool we will never recover").
I remember being a teenager like it was yesterday, and my husband still claims to be 15 (in his head). I can name each and every poor choice I made and I regret them. My children, however, have so many more temptations. Life with teenagers and today's ever emerging and invasive technology is like leaving monkeys in a gymnasium with fireworks. It's scary, out of control, it's dangerous and there is no manual with step by step instructions (which is OK because we would never have time to read it anyway).
I often feel like I'm a watchman on guard in my tower. My eyes dart constantly from toddler to teen and back again. At times I can become weary from being ever vigilant.
God whispers things to me in these moments, 'Be still and know that I am God' Psalm 46:10. It is so good to be reminded of this truth over and over again. I can only do my best and leave the rest to the Lord.
As I mentioned at the beginning of the post I remember my teenage years. It was hard enough going through those years myself, but now as a mother it's like reliving some things all over again that I didn't like the first time! The added pain that we feel as parents in these situations is the result of the wisdom we have gained over the years in learning from the misgivings of our youth. If only our children could see some of the life long consequences that can be the result of seemingly small variances in what God wants from us. Comfort comes from the knowledge that we are saved by faith through grace, and that He has a "Ruthless Love" for his children.
The job of watching the 'monkeys in a gymnasium with fireworks' was given to me by God and I have to seek God through prayer to get the strength I need to fulfill His purpose for me in this role of MOM.
Philippians 3:14 'I press on toward the goal to win the prize for which God has called me heavenward in Christ Jesus'.