"Funny how life keeps going and we keep surviving what we feel is surely going to be the end of us." ~Me

Sunday, October 1, 2017

Leading My Horses to Water

I learned something, today.  Or, more accurately, the Lord helped me understand something more clearly, today.

My anxiety is triggered by my fear of losing control.  I'm a control freak, so this is a daily occurrence.
I hate messes.  I hate, hate, hate crumbs.  Clean surfaces, orderly organization, things saved and not used, no excess papers, clutter-free rooms... oh, how I love these!

Enter my four children.  And sometimes my husband.

Daily.  Occurrence.

One thing that has been plaguing my mind, lately, is guilt.  I suck at being a mom.  Or so my thoughts have been saying.

Why do I feel this way? I literally work from morning till night and then some to do and be and teach what I know is right.  Always, always, always, I pray for guidance and answers and more guidance.

So why aren't my children doing exactly what I teach them to do? Why don't they clean the way I do? Why don't they choose what I choose or like what I like or be how I am? Why don't they love what I love or serve the way I serve?

I'll tell you why.  Agency.  The bane of every teenage parent's existence.

I can't dang make my kids be who I want them to be or think they should be.  I can't control this.

The Lord helped me understand, today, that I am doing what I can.  I need to keep doing what I can.  I need to set the example.  I need to teach and do and love and serve and guide and be as I know to be true and right.  That is my job.  And I am doing that job.

My kids' job is to choose for themselves, just as I had to do once upon a time.  I certainly haven't followed in my own parents' footsteps in a lot of areas.  But they taught me well.  I saw their examples.  I saw the things I wanted to do differently or better or my own way.  I don't think I turned out too shabby.  They taught me to be smart and choose wisely, following my heart and using the Lord as my guide.  I saw them do this.

My kids see me do this.  They're not going to fit into my mold.  They're not going to be me.

What I learned today is that this is ok.  I have no reason to feel guilty unless I fail to do my aforesaid job.

I've even come to realize I do this in my own marriage.  It's caused unnecessary struggle over a lot of years.  I'm grateful to be learning this, now, so I can make it better, now.

I'm so grateful for this lesson, today.  It's been weighing so heavily on my heart.  I feel that has been lifted.  I'm making a record of it so I can have it as a reference as I'm sure I'll need a reminder from time to time.