Hello Everyone,
Today I want to talk to all of you that are parents. If you are a young person, ask your parents to read this.
Let me start by saying that I am a parent/stepparent to five very wonderful and very different children. Our children are ages 15, 14, 13, 12 and 10 so we are just hitting the teenage years. We are hitting the age where they become more and more independent. But let me tell you this parents, we are also hitting the time of their lives where they begin to dream their own dreams and want to go their own paths.
For many parents this is a hard time. See we think we have the plan for their lives. We see them going to college and getting a good job out of school then preparing for a family and in many cases following the same track that we went down. After all, if it was good enough for us, it's good enough for them right? Wrong. They have their own dreams and their own desires.
This past weekend, my wife and I had the opportunity to watch our oldest daughter perform in a theater camp in our town. It was a wonderful experience for her and she truly enjoyed it. In the second act, I was hit by part of the performance. The musical is about kids going through school and it's "target audience" is teachers as they are in the classroom and their impact on the kids they teach. At one point, four different young men and women describe a boy who writes a poem. The first poem is named Skip after his dog because that's what it's about. His teacher gives him an A and a gold star and his mom pins it to the wall. His dad tucks him into bed and he's enjoying life.
The second poem is called Autumn because that's what it's about. His teacher gave him an A and his mom told him not to pin it to the wall because the wall had just been painted. That year he noticed that things weren't as rosy around him. Then he tried another poem called Question (I think) because that what it was about. His mom didn't say anything about it and his dad got mad at him when he tried to tuck him into bed. He wrote his last poem on a matchbook and completely checked out of life. His parents never knew he was unhappy.
The skit is followed by a song called, "I've Come Home." It's about children coming home and the place of safety, love and warmth they find at home with their family. This made me start to think about my own children and I began to wonder if my desire to see grow into the adults that I want them to was clouding my ability to see their dreams and desires. What part of where they thought they wanted to go was I missing. Since they are teenagers, their dreams are probably going to change several times over the next few years but that doesn't matter. I started asking myself what was I doing to encourage them to stretch out and work for their dreams. What was I doing to help them work hard to achieve the things that God put in their life, not the things that I was trying to put in their lives. Now I am not saying that grades and their upbringing isn't important and as a parent it's definitely are job to make sure our kids work hard and do their best. It is our job to help them grow into strong men and women.
Let me close with this. What if Billy Graham's mom had forced him to be a dentist? What if Albert Einstein's mom had forced him to be a lawyer? What if Mother Theresa's mom had forced her to be an actress? It would be like trying to put a size 8 foot in a size 6 shoe. It just wouldn't fit. So let me ask you this parents, what are you doing to help your children realize their dreams?
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Today I want to talk to all of you that are parents. If you are a young person, ask your parents to read this.
Let me start by saying that I am a parent/stepparent to five very wonderful and very different children. Our children are ages 15, 14, 13, 12 and 10 so we are just hitting the teenage years. We are hitting the age where they become more and more independent. But let me tell you this parents, we are also hitting the time of their lives where they begin to dream their own dreams and want to go their own paths.
For many parents this is a hard time. See we think we have the plan for their lives. We see them going to college and getting a good job out of school then preparing for a family and in many cases following the same track that we went down. After all, if it was good enough for us, it's good enough for them right? Wrong. They have their own dreams and their own desires.
This past weekend, my wife and I had the opportunity to watch our oldest daughter perform in a theater camp in our town. It was a wonderful experience for her and she truly enjoyed it. In the second act, I was hit by part of the performance. The musical is about kids going through school and it's "target audience" is teachers as they are in the classroom and their impact on the kids they teach. At one point, four different young men and women describe a boy who writes a poem. The first poem is named Skip after his dog because that's what it's about. His teacher gives him an A and a gold star and his mom pins it to the wall. His dad tucks him into bed and he's enjoying life.
The second poem is called Autumn because that's what it's about. His teacher gave him an A and his mom told him not to pin it to the wall because the wall had just been painted. That year he noticed that things weren't as rosy around him. Then he tried another poem called Question (I think) because that what it was about. His mom didn't say anything about it and his dad got mad at him when he tried to tuck him into bed. He wrote his last poem on a matchbook and completely checked out of life. His parents never knew he was unhappy.
The skit is followed by a song called, "I've Come Home." It's about children coming home and the place of safety, love and warmth they find at home with their family. This made me start to think about my own children and I began to wonder if my desire to see grow into the adults that I want them to was clouding my ability to see their dreams and desires. What part of where they thought they wanted to go was I missing. Since they are teenagers, their dreams are probably going to change several times over the next few years but that doesn't matter. I started asking myself what was I doing to encourage them to stretch out and work for their dreams. What was I doing to help them work hard to achieve the things that God put in their life, not the things that I was trying to put in their lives. Now I am not saying that grades and their upbringing isn't important and as a parent it's definitely are job to make sure our kids work hard and do their best. It is our job to help them grow into strong men and women.
Let me close with this. What if Billy Graham's mom had forced him to be a dentist? What if Albert Einstein's mom had forced him to be a lawyer? What if Mother Theresa's mom had forced her to be an actress? It would be like trying to put a size 8 foot in a size 6 shoe. It just wouldn't fit. So let me ask you this parents, what are you doing to help your children realize their dreams?
That's Another Opinion of the Minion
