Consistency in the Midst of Tiredness
Tiredness, fatigue, pain, and endless work.
These words sum up my season of life right now as I wait anxiously for the arrival of our baby in the next two weeks. My lack of mobility due to the weight of the baby has taken its toll. When I am weak, my tendency is to let things slide more. I’ll attend to things that bear more importance at each given moment. While this is a good tactic for someone who isn’t as mobile as she used to be, I am seeing the fruit of my efforts (or lack thereof).
One of my children has seen how incapacitated I am, and at times been taking advantage of my weakness by being “sneaky” and doing stuff he’s not supposed to do, thinking he could get away with it. When his deceit came to light, I began to see the importance of being consistent with discipline, even when I am tired. I’ll admit that I was disheartened, disappointed, and discouraged. How could this happen? All these “crimes” happened under my very nose?
I had a good talk with the guilty and conveyed to him two important points. First, I reminded him that even though I am not all-knowing and don’t know everything that goes on each day, the Lord is omniscient and knows and sees all things. Not only does God see everything he does, God also knows what goes on in his heart. I may be fooled, but God can never be fooled. When he sins, he ultimately sins against the One who made him and sustains all things.
Second, despite my fatigue and lack of mobility, I remain deeply concerned with shaping my child’s character. I expressed to him that even though I’d rather rest my tired body, I will do my best to correct his follies because his godliness is more important than my comfort and rest. This is the perspective that I need to keep reminding myself when I fall into the temptation of not wanting to get up and deal with the issue at hand. Consistency is the key and prayer is an everyday must. Once again, Galatians 6:9 comes to mind: “Let us not grow weary of doing good, for in due time you will reap if you do not give up.”
Parenting is an exercise in endurance and I pray that we will persevere in the proper training our children so that one day they will rise up and call us blessed.
