“…give me neither poverty nor riches, but give me only my daily bread. Otherwise, I may have too much and disown You, and say, ‘Who is the Lord?'” Proverbs 30:8-9

I find joy in giving my kids little gifts for no reason. It’s fun to hide things in their lunch boxes, put sugary treats in their
Valentines envelopes, etc. I love to see their faces light up with joy, and feel their warm hugs of gratitude. It creates a little bit of magic, and moments that sparkle. That is, until they expect it…
There was a day last week where I spaced and didn’t put anything in their Valentine envelopes. Trust me, there was no sparkle that day. Instead, there was a storm: dark clouds hanging over my kids as they pouted, and thunder booming out of me as I ranted about how they shouldn’t always expect more.
What infuriated me the most was they thought I owed them a treat for that day. Oh my! When I stumbled upon that revelation, the storm ratcheted up to a level five hurricane. There was nowhere they could take cover to be safe from the high winds of my anger. Talk about a sweet idea of little Valentine gifts going oft awry.
Now that the storm has passed, and the sun is out, I can see that part of my anger was directed at myself. I was disappointed that I haven’t successfully gotten the
greedy vs. grateful lesson ingrained in my kids yet. Every time I think I have, and feel as if I can coast, something like this happens, and I feel like a failure.
Or the pendulum swings the other way. I get all self-righteous and swear I’m never going above and beyond for my kids again. If doing so creates greedy and spoiled kids, I’m done. It’s safe to say, neither approach is the right one.
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