Raising A Pharisee: A How To Guide

As each of my 4 children were born, my hope of being a good parent was renewed. I would put away the guilt and shame of my past bad parenting choices and instead focus on the new life before me bursting with possibility.

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I dreamt of singing cute songs about Jesus, serving in the children’s ministry, reciting prayers, and lulling sleepy eyes with Bible stories at bedtime. And for the most part, all these things took place.

Then life happened.

We went without a home church for five long years. We were busy and stressed. Getting kids in bed and actually to sleep felt more like an emergency rather than a sweet teachable moment.

I had the best of intentions, but I seemed to always fall short.

Each school year I would start out strong with devotionals and scripture memory intertwined into our curriculum. But by December it seemed my out loud prayers for the Lord to “give me strength” were about the only mention of God in my household and schoolroom.

I used to really beat myself up for the inconsistency of my “Bible teaching”, especially being a home school family, with our Christian Worldview being #1 on our list of reasons why we chose it over public school.

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As their parent and teacher I want more than anything for them to know the Lord. But, above all else, I want them to desire to know Him. I want it to be their faith, not mine. I want them to be fully established in His grace.

I want it to be real.  

There was no shortage of love, Bible stories, or prayers growing up in my home. But religion taught me that I needed to look a certain way, act a certain way, and make correct choices, to show the world I was a believer. I grew to believe Jesus’ love was conditional.

So, when I slipped and fell and then fell further, I doubted my true identity.  I thought God was disappointed in me. The repentance I had always learned about was not solving my shame. I was being bombarded with temptation. I questioned my faith, my salvation, and God all together. Up to that point, the only thing church had brought me was confusion.

Some churches said don’t dance. Others said don’t drink. But I danced and drank on Saturday’s with the same crowd that I sang worship songs with on Sunday.

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I was lost. I made major mistakes and took treacherous detours from my faith. I hated where I was. But, I was convinced that the path back to God was too far. My bitter pride was hard to swallow. By the grace of God, I did find my way back.

What brought me there was the realization that the Lord had never left my side, His face was turned toward me in love, even while I sinned against Him. He protected me and never stopped pursuing me. To me this was an overwhelming truth that revealed God’s grace and love for me.  

My kids are aware of my past mistakes. I tell them about them. I am honest, painful as it may be. I tell them the consequences I faced by making those choices. And, dear God, I urge them not to make the same mistakes I did. 

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I want them to know that when (not if) they make mistakes they have a safe haven in their home. They are forgiven by Him and by me. Because I have been there, and it happens to the best of us. I urge them to offer the same grace to others, as we all struggle with sin. 

Oh, how I hope that my kids each have this amazing life story that includes no mistakes, no regrets, and no detour from their faith.

But then how will they proclaim His name to all the nations? With absolutely no testament to His saving grace, His mercy, and love.

The alternative terrifies me.

Do I instead pray hardship, pain, and a prodigal season for them?

I just want God’s will for them

So, what is His will? Bible knowledge, self-discipline, and good behavior?

His will is Jesus.

His will is not that they read their Bible daily, serve in church, never cuss, drink, smoke, or have pre-marital sex. His will is not that they attend Christian University, earn a Masters of Divinity, and go on to marry a believer, have as many kids as He is willing to bless them with, and then adopt 5 more. His will is not that they sell all their possessions and preach His name in 3rd world countries until they are martyred professing the Gospel.

 

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Although this may be the glorious path for some, it is not for every believer.

His will for them, and me, and you is Jesus.

My grasp is tight on my children. I have to constantly remind myself that He loves them infinitely more than I do. His will for them is Jesus. I trust Him with their hearts and their lives.

I pray that He will pursue them like He pursued me.

Sometimes I can’t help but take pride as they recite a scripture from heart. I may still smile when I see them reading their Bible, or when they are kind to the least of these. But I never want them to think these things make them a Christian. They are His because of who He is. And nothing they do can change that. There is no list to check off, there is no map or program to compare to. He seeks us as individuals. Flaws and all. And as I do my best not to mess them up completely, I am comforted by His grace in my parenting and His complete acceptance of them each.

Lord just lead them to Jesus.

1 Corinthians 12: 31

Now eagerly desire the greater gifts. And yet I will show you the most excellent way.

Enter His Rest,

Stacey

 

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7 thoughts on “Raising A Pharisee: A How To Guide

  1. Chris Carter (@themomcafe) says:

    I love this Stacey. Your message is the same one I desperately want to teach my kids and the teens in my youth ministry that I lead out of my home. The greatest peace comes from knowing there is NO condition on His love! Oh, so many miss the hope and unfailing truth of the cross. There is incredible comfort in the assurance of Jesus reaching out His Holy Hands to us with a never-ending grace that is forever and for always. Thank you for this critical reminder for us all. I pray my kids truly understand it too.

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  2. Helena Davies says:

    A friend shared this post on fb. So glad I stopped by and read it, loved it.
    My two children are now adults and I have seen the Lord redeem what I thought I had messed up.
    You are doing a great job, most Christian parents try to play Holy Ghost junior. ..you have learned this is not your role…a huge learning curve on your part.

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    • staceyleightodd says:

      Thank you so much Helena. I am still learning. But, it is such a huge weight lifted to rest in the Lord’s goodness instead of my flawed best intentions. I am so glad you stopped by and took the time to comment. I needed the encouragement this morning. ❤

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