My son, do not despise the LORD's discipline, and do not resent his rebuke, because the LORD disciplines those he loves, as a father the son he delights in.
Sometimes, I wonder if the same things I discipline my kids for day in and day out will ever end, and I do mean EVER? It's been a bit challenging lately and I'm trying to keep, keepin' on. Being consistent all the time is hard. I am continually learning how to discipline with love, patience and forgiveness. Bethany has really taught me so much about myself. Every time I feel that I am training her and molding her character, God is right there shaping me and dealing with my faults as well.
This morning Bethany went into one of her "I'm-just-not-going-to-do-what-you-tell-me" attitudes over getting dressed for the day. I opted not to go with sticking her out on the porch this time, although I did threaten to. At first she lost her painting, that she'd just earned back last night. Then I spanked her because she flat out told me no. After that, she crossed a line that's never been crossed and wouldn't apologize. Yeah, the girl's got guts!! That momentous occasion was followed up with another spanking. I left her in the bathroom, until she could come out with a good attitude and get dressed. Thankfully, after about 10 minutes she came out to inform me that, she wasn't having a very fun morning.
Like I was having a blast?
Tonight after supper, Bethany came downstairs and proudly said, "Mommmy, I havve a surpriseee fooor youuu!" She was beside herself waiting for me to finish feeding Jenna and kept saying, "Are you coming, are you ready yet?"
As I reached the top of the stairs she told me to close my eyes and led me into my room. "Okay, you can open your eyes...TA DA!!!" I looked around frantically trying to find the big "surprise". Hoping I'd ooh and aah over the right thing.
"There Mommy, over there!", she said pointing in the corner to a mound of her stuff. "I am giving you all this stuff." I was probably saying, "Wow" over and over and she held up a half deflated, 5 gallon, I kid you not, Valentine helium balloon. "I'm giving you my balloon." She began pulling things out of the heap to show me. "And this notebook, here is my pillow, and my little flower pillow. Here's this little brown bag I colored, you could maybe take it to the grocery to put your stuff in next time." Each item she proudly held up something for me to admire. "You can have my kitty cat and this bottle to feed her, annnd I drew you 2 pictures. All this is for you to keep." I thanked her and asked why she was giving me all her stuff. "Well, because I love you and I've been really naughty lately. I wanted to do something nice for you."
I hugged her up and kissed her. I am so thankful for my beautiful little girl. Thankful for this little moment. Most of all, I am thankful for the lessons she is learning. Because through the frustrations of parenthood I am growing, not just as a mother but as a person.