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“By hearsay I had heard of you, but now my eye has seen you.” Job 42:5
My husband and I are now in constant training mode: not being trained, but doing the training. At fifteen, thirteen and nine-years-of-age, our kids need to be participating more in household chores. In order to do that, they need to be taught – repeatedly.
As the snow blower buzzes, or the washing machine sloshes, we’re routinely imparting our techniques on how to clear the snow, fold the laundry, empty the dishwasher, etc. Although my kids moan and groan, this transference of information is so important.
There’s learning to be had on both sides of the process. As a control freak and drill sergeant, I want my kids to do things my way. That’s been an ugly battle with both sides getting frustrated and demotivated.
What I’m learning is: Unless they take ownership, they’re not going to care about the end result. The only way they can get to that point is for us to allow them to do it their own way.
Faith, and our relationship with God, are no different.