“You can be anything.”

“You can have it all.”

“Follow your dreams, and you will soar.”

Is there anything wrong when Christian parents adopt these phrases to encourage our children? Turns out—yes. These phrases not only create false assumptions for our children about how the world works—they reflect the very rebellion in Eden.

As a mom I want to encourage my children to dream big. To push themselves to excellence. I want them to be ready to serve God in endeavors that will come to surpass their knowledge or understanding. Yet, I’m also learning how often I have adopted a pattern of our culture that seems to encourage or empower our children but whose foundations actually work against the faith my husband and I are trying to instill in them.

Marjorie Thompson in her book, Soul Feast, helped me see the inherent false thinking behind these phrases that have become common in encouraging children—phrases that claim “there are no limits on what you can do. Go big and you will succeed.”

She states, “In Eden God gave Adam and Eve every fruit of the garden but one. The one fruit, out of a world of variety, indicated a limit to human freedom. Accepting that limit was the single abstinence required by God. It was a way of recognizing that human beings are dependent on God for life. But Adam and Eve allowed themselves to be seduced by the serpent . . . .In  refusing to accept the natural bounds of their creaturehood, they reached for the very place of God. . . .The human race now lives as if there were no legitimate limits.  . . .Limits are to be assaulted through the powers of intelligence and technology until they yield to human ingenuity and control. . . A life that recognizes no limits cannot recognize the sovereignty of God.”

I have to say that the phrase “you can be anything” has always troubled me, but I could never put my finger on exactly why. I saw the surface lie. I can't truly be anything. I can’t be the first black, female President as I’m not black. I can’t be a basketball star as I’m not tall or athletic. I can’t be an engineer as my brain simply can’t comprehend that level of math.

Yet, Thompson points at the deeper reason for resisting this philosophy of our culture—we can’t “be anything” because we were designed by God to be limited. Those very limits were designed to keep us dependent on and in relationship with God. Those limits help define our purpose by cutting off paths that don't fit and focusing us on the path God designed. When we as parents carelessly adopt the encouragement of our culture to “be anything” we unintentionally instill in our children the very thinking that will undermine the relationship with God we long them to have.

In a culture whose greatest achievements have entailed breaking through limits, it’s hard to escape this thinking. We’ve come to see limits as an enemy. As Christians we need to think differently—and to disciple our children to do the same.

Our children are fearfully and wonderfully made by the ultimate designer. They have purpose and meaning beyond comprehension. They live with the promise that it is the “glory of kings to search out a matter” (Prov. 25:2), which may mean our children will be led by God to break through a current limit to bring blessing to the world. But, in our encouragement, in our setting a high bar for their purpose, in our casting a vision that they follow God into works we cannot even yet imagine—we need to ground our children in the understanding that they are limited. And for a purpose.

Adam and Eve had the world before them with nearly unlimited power to work God’s creation. God gave one limit to ensure they remained dependent on Him and did that work for His glory. The redemption of Christ is to recognize the limits on our ability to relate to God through any means except Jesus and our dependence on Him for everything. He promises that this dependence on Him will bear much fruit. John 15:4. That’s the encouragement I long my children to live by.


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"Do not be deceived: God cannot be mocked. A man reaps what he sows. Whoever sows to please the flesh from the flesh will reap destruction; whoever sows to please the Spirit from the Spirit will reap eternal life. for whatever one sows that will he also reap." Galatians 6:7-8. 

This scripture has shown its truth so clearly in the recent lives of families I know. 

I have seen a father who often interpreted scripture in light of what he desired fall into despair as he experienced his daughter likewise frame scripture to her own desires--chiefly, rebelling against him. Though a loving father, he consistently justified his self-serving take on the Word in convincing ways and taught his daughter to do the same. He is reaping the what he sowed. 

I have heard the groaning of a mother, who frequently disregarded husband's requests with every justification in the book, experience the same disregard by her children. She is reaping what she sowed.

I have seen my own impatience and snappiness with my children come out in their relationships to each other. I am reaping what I have sowed.

Sowing to please our own natures--no matter how nobly or convincingly we justify ourselves--will result in a harvest of that fruit. And we know that the fruit of our nature is destruction.

Yet, there's hope. As always. If we sow to please the Spirit--no matter how haltingly, no matter how confused we are by how this might work, no matter how counter-intuitive the leading seems--we reap life. Eternal life. 

I've seen this work. Not always immediately. Not always in a straight path. But, spouses who sow seeds of forgiveness, patience with each other, and kindness generally come to experience that response from their mate. Parents who take scripture seriously and trust God's guidance in parenting generally see children grow into God-like characters. Most importantly, God uses the Spirit we sow to please to bring that amazing fruit out of our paltry efforts.

We reap what we sow. What are you sowing  today?

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Our peacock is molting. So begins one of the more bittersweet stages of summer.

Bitter because our peacock boasts a truly glorious tail. Indigo, forest green, and royal purple blend into a fan measuring six feet long. When he struts his stuff--he earns the name peacock, rightfully.

Sweet because we gather the fallen feathers and group them in a vase for a beauteous touch inside.

I'm always a tad disappointed as we gather the feathers. Each feather has only a few strands of color. Scrawny and tattered, I wonder how they could ever have seemed so beautiful. Yet, as the vase fills, the beauty grows. When full, the vase evokes gasps from friends who visit. "Where did you get those," they beg. Few can believe we gather the feathers from our yard each year insisting instead they must have come from some boutique.

I think our family life can mimic the peacock. Individual moments can seem tattered, frail, half-done. Refuse to view each moment in isolation. A vacation that went awry. A birthday party where the cake decorations ran. A conversation that didn't quite resolve all the issues. Instead, give yourself fully to today--following God's guidance for your family. Though each moment may not seem stellar, the story you write will gather tattered moments together over a lifetime to create a life of beauty.

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"Life is messy. Clean it up." This Swifter ad may have done more to save my parenting than most books I've read.

I don't know about you, but in early parenting I so often missed the best moments because I dreaded the mess. Forts in the living room, pillow fights, toys strewn throughout the house as children's toy soldiers attacked dinosaurs while storm troopers come to the rescue. I failed to see the creativity or fun focused instead on the piles and time to make right.

I'd grump about spilled milk at dinner. Fret about ice cream running down shirts. Think twice before getting out the finger paint.

Then, came the commercial. "Life is messy. Clean it up." Sure they were selling brooms and mops, but they extolled an important truth. Life--well lived--is messy. The answer isn't, "Avoid the mess." The answer is, "Clean it up." 

Instead of worrying about messes, I invested in the tools, and the mindset, to expect a mess and simply focus on the fact that we can clean it up. When I have the tools on-hand and the expectation of mess in mind, I don't worry about the mess. I know it will get clean. Instead, I revel in being with my children. I crawl into the fort. Fling the pillow. Make my own version of purple with the paints. When we're finished, we clean it up.

The spiritual, emotional, and intellectual arenas of parenting can be messy, too. Children ask tough questions. Fall apart on the inside with messy emotions. Struggle with doubts about God's goodness or presence. The same truth rules. Life is messy.

Too often I have longed to avoid the mess in these areas. But, God still says, "The answer isn't to avoid the mess. The answer is to clean it up." I just need the right tools. A vigilant prayer life, thinking shaped by scripture, wise friends who can counsel. I need time with my children, ears to listen, and a heart filled with grace. With these tools, God can use me to clean the messes.

Too many parents, myself once in this camp, miss the best of life trying to keep it neat. The best of life is messy. Let's engage--knowing we can clean it up.


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My best parenting instructor? Often, my garden. 

I find so many parallels between nurturing the plants in my garden and the children in my home. Perhaps this relationship training is why God first gave Adam and Eve a garden to tend. Did He know that the practice of planting, watering, and weeding to nurture Eden would prove perfect for all the people-relationships they would nurture in the coming years?

Yesterday I learned another lesson. Weeds at the corner of a garden box are the dickens to get out. The roots go deeper. Tools don't reach. You skin your knuckles like crazy to pull. Quite like the weeds at the corner of my life. 

Sin out in the open--in the middle of the garden box, so to speak--I can easily remove. Blatant disregard for others, yelling rudely at my children, selfishly seeking my gain at their expense--these wide-open sins are easily spotted and easily squashed. 

Sin at the corners--not so easy. The creeping sarcasm when child's misbehavior has worn my patience thin. The desire to control my child's preferences to match mine rather than stretch myself to match his. The knee-jerk punishment which, though deserved, is perhaps a bit harsher because my own selfishness has been offended. These behaviors which grow slowly, undetected until the roots have driven deep into daily patterns, prove hardest to remove.

Yet, my garden has also taught that if I settle for getting the majority of weeds from the middle and give in on the weeds at the corners, they eventually invade and kill all the growth I so carefully cultivated. They strangle the tomatoes, rob moisture from the peppers, crowd out the cucumbers. Rather than life-giving produce, I'm left with a box of weeds.

I don't want all the time I spend nurturing my children's character, praying over their future, or investing in filling their love tank to be robbed because I allowed weeds in the corner of my character to invade, strangle or crowd out everything else in our relationship. As with my garden, I gird myself to do the hard work of removing the weeds at the edges of my parenting. As I deal with my own sinfulness, my efforts in parenting yield greater fruit with my children. 

Yes, I think God knew exactly what He was doing. Gardens make great teachers.

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