Parenting Myself
A couple years after high school,
I spent a summer in Yankton, SD. I made
a lot of dumb mistakes that summer and one of them was to split the cost of
rent of a two bedroom apartment with a guy I knew from vo-tech. I should have known someone nick-named
Booshmonkey, would not have his life together.
We both set our respective alarm
clocks for seven o'clock . I would get up, get dressed, eat breakfast,
wash my dish, brush my teeth and leave for work at 7:45 . He, on the
other hand, remained in bed regardless of the alarming reminders from his clock
every few minutes.
We had various disagreements
throughout the summer, but his biggest complain was that
I didn't make sure that he had responded
to his alarm before I left for work. I
would consistently tell him that I wasn't his mother and that he was all grown
up now.
This passage reminds me that I
should grow up spiritually as well. I
cannot blame my parents for my dumb mistakes.
I cannot blame others for my sin, as well. I am a grown up. I am to parent myself. Oh, I argue with myself about my parental
decisions at times. Sometimes I disobey
the parent in me and reap the consequences. But, all in all, I need to parent
myself.
"That we henceforth
be no more children, tossed to and fro, and carried about with every wind of
doctrine, by the sleight of men, and
cunning craftiness, whereby they lie in wait to deceive; But speaking the truth
in love, may grow up into him in all things, which is the head, even Christ" Eph 4:14-15.
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