Watching Australian Test cricketer, David Warner, bat at the WACA, Perth.
It had been a busy day for all of
us in our separate endeavours when anger struck. Not a parent, but a child.
Time was slipping away and there was cleaning up to do and a bath to be had,
and all this before pre-bedtime reading. Dad was a bit stressed, trying to give
Mum some relief after her exhausting day. A Dad picked this moment to stand
firm on his ground! The result? The child goes ballistic.
What is wrong with this picture?
The father has no control over his child. The child is being horribly
disobedient. Nothing is being accomplished. Well, perhaps it’s only the latter
that was true.
At one crucial point, the three-year-old
child, insisting he needs his own time out (something he’s been taught to do to
regulate his emotions), which Dad felt he had had enough of, goes against his
own judgment and comes calmly to press his body against Dad’s. An angry,
exasperated child gives a hug! At that very moment, Mum watching on, says to
her son, “Have you missed us today?” Son, looking at neither parent, gives a
little nod. “I think he’s not had enough time with us today, Dad,” Mum says.
“Fathers, don’t exasperate your children by coming down hard on them.
Take them by the hand and lead them in the way of the Master.”
— Ephesians 6:4 (The Message)
This paraphrase of a verse out of
Paul’s letter to the Ephesians sums it all up. Because of the time pressure,
and my need to get on with the many tasks that still needed doing, I was taking
control. And exasperating my child was a by-product. I had forgotten his age,
his routine, his need for process to control his emotions, and I was standing
firm. All I did was make the situation worse. Far from anything at all resembling
permissive parenting, in running things by my own agenda I was not leading him
in the way of the Master, Jesus.
And what was the catalyst that
shifted the mood of an exasperated child? The child’s calm and deliberate move
toward his father and to press his body against mine. Seconds earlier we were
fighting and he was scratching and pinching my face. But now calmness. It was
something Mum said. Something she said resonated with, and importantly,
softened, his passionate, precious little heart.
“A gentle answer turns away
wrath,
but a harsh word stirs up anger.”
but a harsh word stirs up anger.”
— Proverbs 15:1 (NIV)
The following interaction on the
floor between the three of us was beautiful. All the anger had ebbed away, and
there was only room now for empathy. Our son had had very little time with his
parents. We had missed him, and he, us. So, we spent that time; just a few
minutes. Then it was onto the evening’s activities, like bath time.
Not only can we expect too much of
our children when we expect them to sync with our timeframes, we often don’t
make a way for their developing emotions. How are our children to behave exemplarily
when we fall so far from that hallowed mark? In this situation, our son was
doing what he had been taught to do; spend time reflecting to improve his
behaviour. I was punishing him for doing the right thing! That’s a rough justice
in anyone’s terms, but sometimes, as parents, we justify our methods and
actions to the detriment of our children (at least I have).
As adults, too, we must remember
how easily we, like our children, feel out of control and at the whim of
others, especially those with power, like us as parents.
In this episode of family life, I
learned a dear lesson. God used my son to teach me what I could not otherwise
learn: we must slow down and respect everyone if we expect to make good progress.
What a child is not allowed to
teach, a parent cannot possibly learn.
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