My expectations determine my responses. This has been the most important lesson for me as a parent. I should not be governed by my expectations for how I want something to occur. I should manage my expectations and be open to see where God is working in the moment. A parent’s life is interruptible. Things will rarely unfold as desired. How I respond in those times exposes my heart and teaches me as much about myself as it does of those around me. When my expectations are misplaced, I will personalize conflict, disruption, misbehavior, miscommunication and make it about me.
When my expectations are not hanging on what I want, but are offered up to God, I am free from the burden of thinking I can control the outcome. I can rest in God’s power. I am able to enjoy my kids, even their mistakes or flaws. My kids are a blessing to me, but they are not here to serve me. It is a relationship. I am called to serve them as Jesus has served me – with unconditional grace and love. Enjoyment removes the work from acts of service. When you love someone, it becomes a delight to serve them. I see enjoyment as a combination of two of our values: gratitude and fun. When I lose the thread of the larger context and how blessed I am, I will not be operating out of gratitude and my heart becomes temperamental. A quick prayer can shift my perspective and motivation in a heartbeat, opening up the door to enjoyment.
My effectiveness in parenting is contingent on my self-control, which starts with my expectations. I am more effective when I am enjoying where God has me. When I am living with gratitude, fun and love, not frustration and worry. I am able to respond to what God is doing in me, in them, around us when I am thinking of myself less and enjoying Him more.
Expectations –> Enjoyment –> Effectiveness
It is helpful for me to take a mental step back when I find myself with four crying kids while we are trying to take a walk on the beach and everyone’s strength suddenly wilted in the sun and they are unable to lift their own legs to take one more step. Or when I wanted to practice the guitar but the kids are fighting over a singular stick in the backyard and I realize the baby has taken all of our dirty utensils out of the dishwasher and strewn them around the house. I ask myself: what are my expectations right now? What is the family goal? And are these two aligned?