Apart from their own sin nature, it’s almost certain that I will be the single biggest influence of sin in my children’s lives.
What do you think? Do you own that?
Here’s why I own that and continue parenting with boldness(instead of throwing in the towel in hopelessness): Christ and His work on the Cross makes all the sin that I commit around and against my children an opportunity for them to see the effective and redemptive work of the Savior in their sinful mother’s life.
Do I sin willingly or without shame and grief: no, no, no. But the grief that accompanies the sin, the confession and repentance and forgiveness that happen, are the primary ways my children will actually be able to see the Gospel with their own eyes.
And I pray that seeing it day after day, reading it in the Word day after day, that they will want to taste it for themselves. And that God will call them to taste and see that He is good. That He is sweeter than honey. That the Person of Jesus is wonderful and terrifying and gracious and uncompromising and more than they could ever exhaustively know.
Yet that they will long for more of the knowledge of God and His Son and will pursue it with the complete devotion of bought and paid for children of the Heavenly Father.
