Jesse watched us in sheer delight like we were a clip on Americas Funniest Videos as I ran laps behind my kindergartener who ran around in circles until I caught him and put his snowsuit and boots on.
Time Standing Still
I told my son, “You did not teach a good
lesson today.”
The next day his jaw dropped when he saw Jesse's
mother run laps behind him in the vestibule. Okay, I admit it, it was
hilarious...until she stopped…and opened a can of whoop-ass.
Jesse froze. His coat, boots and mittens went on
in record time while he was harshly reprimanded, grounded and lost privileges
for a week.
The guilt on my son's face left no question: he knew he taught a
bad lesson.
Either we lead like the Little
Engine who DID or we follow like a caboose on someone else's train. Those are our choices. We are all teachers.
As parents of adults, we don't chase our children around the cavernous vestibule in our mind. We stand in the energy frequency of faith and love where we hold the high watch knowing our best seeds bear fruit for our children. This is the meaning of prayer. It is done.
No one said it was easy to stop running laps around the vestibule--ask the Little Engine how difficult it is to master the demons in our mind and have faith when the terrain is rough--but we know it's possible to apply the principles of constructive thought and release it into the flow of the highest knowing it is done.
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| Time Standing Still |
The next day his jaw dropped when he saw Jesse's
mother run laps behind him in the vestibule. Okay, I admit it, it was
hilarious...until she stopped…and opened a can of whoop-ass.
Jesse froze. His coat, boots and mittens went on
in record time while he was harshly reprimanded, grounded and lost privileges
for a week.
The guilt on my son's face left no question: he knew he taught a
bad lesson.
Either we lead like the Little Engine who DID or we follow like a caboose on someone else's train. Those are our choices. We are all teachers.
As parents of adults, we don't chase our children around the cavernous vestibule in our mind. We stand in the energy frequency of faith and love where we hold the high watch knowing our best seeds bear fruit for our children. This is the meaning of prayer. It is done.
No one said it was easy to stop running laps around the vestibule--ask the Little Engine how difficult it is to master the demons in our mind and have faith when the terrain is rough--but we know it's possible to apply the principles of constructive thought and release it into the flow of the highest knowing it is done.
Deah
