Showing posts with label regrets. Show all posts
Showing posts with label regrets. Show all posts

The Solution to All-or-Nothing Parenting


During November and December, I'll be studying hope. I'll be sharing what I learn here, in a series called "Hope for the Holidays and Everydays". This week, I'm giving away a copy of Karen Ehman's new book LET. IT. GO.: How to Stop Running the Show and Start Walking in Faith.  

I'd LOVE your input on the cover and title of my upcoming eBook based on May's The PURSE-onality Challenge!  If you take this short survey, the final question invites you to leave your name & e-mail address so I can send you a FREE copy of the eBook when it's done!


LET. IT. GO.

In Chapter 5 of LET. IT. GO. -- “Domestic Director or Tin-Pot Dictator?” -- Karen describes her last encounter with a parenting program that was popular when she was a new parent. 

Adhering to the rigid rules of “the book,” a friend whipped her own 4-year-old daughter for a minor offense until the child’s thighs were bright red. 

I’d never felt so sick in all my life,” Karen reflects. “I never read the rest of the book.”


“All” or “Nothing” Parenting

Reading this brought back a memory I’ve not thought about for close to twenty years. 

I was visiting a friend who followed a similar parenting program. In front of me, she slapped her less-than-one-year-old’s hands until the child cried. My friend then said, “That’s what I wanted to hear.”  

The child’s offense? Touching the food on the plate in front of her before she was given permission.

I was so dismayed, I cried the whole way home.  

In retrospect, I see how much I allowed a single incident to confirm my already leniency-leaning parenting style. 

Horrified by what I considered over-correction, I committed to err on the side of what I considered mercy. 

I was determined not to be a heavy-handed parent. I did not want to hear my children cry! 

In fact, I couldn’t stand to hear my children cry. 
  • Or express sadness. 
  • Or experience disappointment. 
  • Or feel frustration.

In my zeal to avoid being an “I-will-weild-all-the-control” parent, I turned into an “I-will-allow-nothing-to-cause-pain” parent.  

Which is really just the flip side of the coin.

And comes with its own set of issues. 



Surrendered Parenting

The problem with the “all” approach to parenting is that it’s parent-centric.  The problem with the “nothing” approach is that it’s child-centric. And any approach centered on the needs of fallible people is guaranteed to be greatly flawed.

I am very late in discovering a surrendered approach to parenting (& marriage & life, to be honest!)

My children are about to turn 20 and 22. 

My list of “I wish I had”s is long. 
  • I wish I had “grown up” before having children.
  • I wish I had found a Godly mentor when my children were younger.
  • I wish I had made my relationship with God my #1 priority, far above my marriage, my children, and my job.

(And these are just for starters!)

But I can’t go back. 

So I’m committed to…
  • surrendering my expectations of my children and inviting God to replace them with His hope-filled vision for them.
  • surrendering my fickle emotion-based “love” for my children and trusting God to truly love them far more, and far better, than I ever have or possibly can.
  • surrendering the easy routes of over-involvement in my children’s lives or denial that there’s anything wrong, and committing myself to praying without ceasing for them both.
  • surrendering my natural, knee-jerk reactions and seeking God’s guidance when responding to them, especially when emotions (hers, his, mine, or all of ours!) are escalating.
  • surrendering my tendency to judge my personal self-worth based on how well my children are "turning out,” and basing my identity soley on who God says I am in Him.

Find rest, O my soul,
in God alone;
my hope comes from Him.
Psalm 62:5



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Your Turn:
  • What kind of parent do you tend to be:  all or nothing? Has this been a matter of choice or habit?   (If you're not a parent, what kind of relator do you tend to be?)
  • What parenting books and/or programs have you found helpful as a parent?  (If you're not a parent, what relationship books and/or programs have you found helpful as a maturing person?)
  • What kind of mentor(s) do you have as a parent?  (If you're not a parent, what kind of mentor(s) do you have for life?)
  • Anything else on your heart!

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Day 4: PURE (+ Goodbye, Ghosts of Christmas Past!)


Each day during The PURSE-onality Challenge: "A Holiday-Ready Heart" in October, Untangling Christmas by Karen Ehman and LeAnn Rice, will be our give-away prize!  

Enter via the Rafflecopter at the end of the blog post or click here to enter!



How It Works (via Bullet Points & Videos!)
Day 1: LOVED (+ 2 Vital Questions to Ask NOW)
Day 2: CHOSEN - Making Right Holiday Choices
Day 3: COMPLETE (+ 5 Gift-Giving Questions)


As a recovering perfectionist, I still struggle with regrets.

Holiday Guilt

Some of my regrets are valid, based on things I've done (or left undone.) Healthy guilt can move me toward restoration as I recognize my failures and repent.

One Christmas when I was a teenager, I realized on Christmas Eve that I had no gifts for my family members. Desperately trying to save face, I threw together haphazard, hideous creations that featured my school photo. 

As my brother and parents opened their "gifts," I realized how selfish I'd been in (a) neglecting to think ahead about gifts, and (b) trying to pass off last-minute sloppiness as something worth giving. 

I deserved to feel that guilt. I'd earned it, and I learned from it.


Holiday Shame

However, other regrets are fantastical, based on things far out of my control. Shame paralyzes me, convincing me that I am a mistake (vs. made a mistake) and am fatally flawed.

Years ago, I cross-stitched all my Christmas gifts. I put dozens of hours into each creation, selecting designs and colors that I felt certain each recipient would especially enjoy.

So I was caught completely off-guard when one person started to open their gift and exclaimed, as they saw the frame, "Oh, family photos! Finally!" Their face fell when they saw that "all" the frame contained was my cross-stitching.

I spent months berating myself for being so stupid. What's wrong with you? Why did you think they'd want your cross-stitching? Why didn't you think of family photos?  

I didn't deserve to feel that shame. I hadn't earned it, and I didn’t learn a thing from it. 


No Holiday Shame Needed

I sure wish I'd been mature enough to laugh off the cross-stitch disappointment. I could have hauled the family in to Sears photo studio the next week...but I'm not going to waste time wallowing in that regret!

According to God, my record is clean. 

God has united you with Christ Jesus. 
For our benefit God made Him to be wisdom itself. 
Christ made us right with God; 
he made us pure and holy,
and He freed us from sin. 

1 Corinthians 1:30 (NLT)

I don’t need to keep playing in the mud of my past. 

I don’t even need to approach December as a do-over, a chance to redeem my past mistakes.

I get to experience December 25, 2012 as the first Christmas I’ve ever had (this year)!

Can you feel the difference?

Instead of asking, “What can I do so that this year is better than last year? What can I do differently so that I don’t make the same mistakes I’ve made in the past?”

I can ask:

“How will I celebrate Christmas this year because I am LOVED? because I am CHOSEN?  because I am COMPLETE?  because I am PURE?”

“How can my life express, “Happy Birthday!” to the One who has given me these amazing gifts?”


Pre-Thinking 4 Primary Holiday Regrets

Some holiday regrets are simply the result of miscommunication. We don’t realize our options. We don’t understand others’ preferences. We don’t recognize that our priorities are out of whack.

Making these simple questions a matter of conversation with God and family now can bring clarity over the upcoming weeks and months:

1)  What will I regret not doing that others legitimately need me to do for  them during the holidays?

2)  What will I regret not doing that I really need and/or want to do during the holidays?

3)  What will I regret doing that I really don’t need and/or want to do during the holidays?  

4)  What will I regret doing that others don’t legitimately need me to do for them during the holidays?



Your Turn
  • What regrets do you have from past holidays? 
  • Do you struggle more with guilt or shame?
  • What are you feeling called to not do this year?
  • What are you feeling prompted to do this year?
  • Anything else on your heart!

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The Truth I Can't Handle

(August 20-31 I'll be blogging my way through I Blame Eve: Freedom from Perfectionism, Control Issues, & the Tendency to Listen to Talking Snakes by Susanna Foth Aughtmon and giving away a copy each week!  You can enter the drawing via the Rafflecopter at the end of each blog post or right here.)

"The chasm between the life I expected to be mine and my real life threw me like a pro wrestler performing a body slam. I was down for the count and at a loss as to what to do.

[My counselor suggested that I was] dealing with some very unrealistic expectations.

I was holding so tightly to my expectations, I couldn't embrace the joy found in the life I'd been given."

Susanna Foth AughtmonI Blame Eve:Freedom from Perfectionism, Control Issues, & the Tendency to Listen to Talking Snakes

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I read a blog post today that made me want to curl up and cry.

It wasn’t the writer’s fault. She honestly shared her story. She told her truth. 

I couldn’t handle the truth. 

The truth about 
  • how unintentional my parenting has been compared to hers.
  • how messed up my marriage has been compared to hers. 
  • how much “nothing” my life has contained compared to hers.

So much of the pain and regret in my life has been my fault, no two ways about it. I’m learning to take responsibility for my choices and their long-term consequences. I try hard not to think “if only” too often. 


Truth I Can’t Handle

But I still can’t handle the truth.

Not when it’s always 
  • the best-possible-outcome truth.
  • the we’re-always-smiling-with-whitened-teeth truth.
  • the if-you-just-do-it-this-way truth.

This kind of truth makes me feel that if I ever met this writer in real life, I’d have to paste on a plastic smile and talk about the weather, ‘cause we’d have so little in common.

My truth is so disappointing compared to hers. 

In fact, my quarter-of-a-century of marriage and parenting can be easily summed up in two words:

I stayed.


Truth I Can Handle

I can handle truth about 2-year-old tantrums and post-partum depression and going crazy with color-coded organizational systems in an attempt to gain some form of control.

I can handle truth about kids who ditch & fail classes and rushing to the ER only to learn that an “anxiety attack” feels a lot like a heart attack and making To Do lists that rarely result in “Ta Da!” lists.

I can handle truth about doing the best I can at the time, knowing it’s not nearly good enough, and having the proof paraded for the neighbors to gossip about.


The Real Truth

But today, jumping head-first into the compare-and-cry game, I forgot the real truth.

It’s is never about 
  • what I have (or have not) done…
  • what you have (or have not) done…
  • what any blog writer has (or has not) done.

It’s only about what Jesus has done.

Always has been, always will be.

Embrace this truth and embrace the joy found in the life you've been given.

I am the way and the truth and the life.” 
(John 14:6)



Your Turn:

  • When do you find yourself playing the "compare-and-cry" game? 
  • How do you handle the regretful truths of your life?
  • Anything else on your heart!

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