Kindness
It strikes me that I have lived this way. Demanding. Insensitive. Bitter. Begrudging. Short-tempered. Sarcastic. Angry. For a good part of our marriage, these were the tools in our parenting toolbox. If we can force obedience, we will. But children break. Children are weak. They are needy. They cling. Just like us. Even when we were lost in sin, He drew us. With kindness. His kindness leads us to repentance. His mercy never ends. He gives when we have nothing to give in return. That's the kind if parent I long to be. I want to give out of the well if His kindness. I want to forget 42 hours of constant testing and pushing and questioning and begin each day new. With kindness. I have no desire to live if I can't replicate the goodness of God in this life. Without it there's no color. It's a dark wilderness of strangers. May my hope forever be to color the world with the kindest and the goodness of God. And I pray that it starts inside these ...