About 2 years ago Aime and I met Camden. He’s a great guy who loves to hang out with my youngest son. Cam is a High School student and VERY tall. My son is 6 years old and VERY short. They make a great pair. Cam is one of those guys that you want your son to grow up to be just like. I’m excited that he agreed to guest post today and offer his perspective on a transition that every parent fears… the high school years. Pay attention – we’re going to learn something today!

 

When dealing with the different voices of parenting, especially the higher levels, there are always two sides of the coin. On one side, the parent’s deal with problems they are faced with as they move from one voice to another. On the other side is the child who is trying to learn right from wrong, good and bad, not to mention make major decision regarding their future. The first three voices of the journey are training stages (Protect, Teach, and Model) that teach children everything they need to know. However, it’s in the Coaching voice where parents MUST relinquish control over the children they hold so dear. This step backwards can cause at least 2 major problems.

  1. If the parent steps back too quickly child might make poor choices due to little real world experience.
  2. If the parent does not step back then the child learns to live life with a protector who swoops in and fixes things the moment they go wrong.

The main problems with these two examples are that “home” and “acceptance” is not synonymous.

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THE WILD CHILD

This child has been virtually abandoned. Parents have taken a step back and said “Okay, we showed you how, now do it.” This makes as much sense as a person calling himself a pilot by saying “Okay, I’ve seen many people fly planes, now I can do it too.” Emotionally this approach says this to a child, “I am done speaking into your life and I expect you to be able to solve your own problems.”

THE SHELTERED CHILD

The reverse approach is no better. My mother often asks, “Do you think a fairy is going to clean up after your mess?”

The irony of the situation is that she will then clean up whatever it was that was messy. This child has been trained to expect that dishes clean themselves, clothes put themselves away, and any project will magically do itself eventually. This approach can potentially be damaging to a child’s emotional health as well.

The child learns from this approach that they’re incompetent. In this kind of a household failure is so unacceptable that the parents are willing to fix it themselves rather than leave what their child created… or, at least that what the child hears.

The ideal message to give your child is this:

“I want to see you succeed on your own, but if you fail, we still love you and welcome you at home. I don’t expect you to be perfect, I expect you to try.”

There is no universal plan to achieve this message because every family is different and every child is not alike.

 

…plus I’m just a high schooler myself; I don’t have all the answers!

Dad and/or Mom- How’s the transition feel from your side?

 

 

 

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The “EYES” Have It

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“Careful what you say

Cause you’re on display

Every night and every day…

Somebody’s eyes are watching
Somebody’s eyes are seeing you come and go…”

These song lyrics from songwriter, Karla Bonhoff, are probably not about parenting, but when I first read them I got a vivid picture in my mind of children watching everything parents do and learning from what they see.

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Parents have a great responsibility to show their children how to act and react in all situations. They are watching everything you do and they then mirror back what they’ve seen.  This sounds like a lot of pressure on parents, which it is, but it’s worth the effort knowing that the values you are trying to instill in your kids are more strongly solidified when they see that their parents’ actions match their verbal instructions.

How this plays out in “Real Life”:

One area that kids need to see modeled well is both how to grieve and how to reflect God’s love to those that are grieving. When faced with a tragedy let your children see you pray; let them see you seeking strength from God’s word; let them see you reaching out to others. When they see you reflecting God’s compassionate heart they will learn compassion much more quickly and solidly than just being told to be compassionate.

 

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Today, I want to introduce you all to a good friend, Craig Hutchison. Craig and his wife Roxie were two of the first people my wife and I spoke to when we moved to Cleveland and I can honestly say that my life has been richer since because of this. Craig and Roxie have endured so much and yet remain to be two of the most solid people I know. Here’s a little of their story and reason why. (Grab your Kleenex and read on!) 

Twenty seven hours of labor and our second child was born.  A 7 pound 9 oz beautiful girl.  I held her in my arms and studied her face hoping I could etch it in my memory for ever.  She was so cute  .   .   .  so quiet.  She was our child for an eternity  .   .   .  but not for this life.  I laid her in her mother’s arms.  She held her and cried both tears of joy and tears of sorrow and grief.  We kissed our little girl good-by and they took her away.  This was not like when we lost everything in a fire.  Those were just “things” but this was our child.  A hundred other children could not make us miss her less.  It has now been over 33 years and I still ache to hold her my girl again.

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Our first born daughter was healthy and full of life.  She was in her second year of residency, fulfilling her life long dream of being an emergency room physician.  We were with her in the hospital as she was having a medical procedure performed.  Late at night she called me over and said “dad, this is very important, you need to get someone, I am bleeding out”.  I went and told the nurse who called her doctor. But no one took it seriously.  The next night I looked over and saw her having a seizure.  I ran and told the nurse who called the doctor.  Still nothing was done.  The next day a different doctor stopped by and immediately noticed something was not right.  My girl had laid there for two days bleeding at three places in her brain  .   .   .   .  They only gave her a 10% chance to survive.  While she survived the stroke, the next few years were tough.  One year she spent 300 days in the hospital.  She was now missing part of her brain and she struggle with new medical issues.  But she fought and got better.  Six years after her stoke she went back into a residency program.

 

It was a thanksgiving morning.  A time to be thankful, our son was back home.  We were looking forward to cooking the turkey together and spending the day with family.  I got up early to start the turkey but noticed something in the living room.  It was our son.  He was lying collapsed on the floor  .   .   lifeless  .   .   .   I rolled him over and I yelled for his mother to call 911  .   .   .  We immediately started CPR.  Pressing in on his big chest and breathing air into his lungs.  After the rescue squad arrived it became increasingly evident that our son was dead.  He was taken to the hospital where they pronounced him dead.  The only thing left to do was to hug and kiss him good-by.  Our boy . . . our friend.  Once again we were burying a child.

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A couple years ago my wife and I faced a very familiar decision: “Which home should we buy?” Some people would feel a little rich and snooty with the prospect of purchasing another home. It really couldn’t be further from the truth. We weren’t buying a second home, vacation home, or even a rental property. No, we we’re purchasing what would become our 10th house to live in within the past 15 years. After living in many different places we’ve discovered that there are certain qualities of a home that are essential to our family life. For us, one of the “must-haves” is a large family room.

As a pastor, we entertain a lot of guest. As a family with five children, we spend a lot of time scrunched on the couch watching late night movies. For us a large family room is essential because we enjoy spending time together as a family.

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My wife and I made the decision years ago that we want to be a family that makes room for our family. What I mean is this. There are so many things in today’s culture that can distract parents’ attention as to what truly matters to their family. Business, success, achievement, and the rest of the “American Dream” can have its toll on the family and can crowd our schedule leaving little time for our family. Almost weekly, I find myself sitting in my office listening to and trying to offer hope to a frantic dad, mom, or couple as they explain and share their current situation. The situations vary from dads trying to connect with their sons who have wandered astray to moms who trying to connect with an absent, workaholic husband. Then of course there are always couples looking for the magic bullet that will not only fix their poor communication skills, but also set them on the right path for discipling their children. It usually isn’t until we have a difficult discussion on priorities and values that we can make headway.

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(Another Encouragement from my amazing wife!)

Early on in our marriage, I was blessed to have a wise, Godly mentor in my life who endlessly poured into me. She gave me marriage books. She quoted scripture. She encouraged me. She was open and honest about being a wife and mother.  She led by example.

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From the beginning, one of the best advice she gave me was “5 minutes and a little lipstick goes a long way!”.  She encouraged me to just take 5 minutes before my hubbie came home to freshen up and greet him. Just because we are married and have had children doesn’t mean we need to let ourselves completely go out the window. Throughout the day, I am in my yoga pants and t-shirt wiping noses, playing outside, folding laundry, working out, and picking things up. It just takes 5 minutes to get out of my stained covered sweats, throw on something presentable, brush my hair, and put on some lipstick before my man walks in the door at the end of the day.  Sure our men will love us regardless of those few extra pesky pounds and wrinkles, but it shows them our love and admiration when we take time to take care of ourselves. I know I feel so much better and attractive when I slip out of my mom clothes. Sure there are days when this is just not possible, but for the most part most days it only takes 5 minutes.

 

Greet him…I will be honest. This is where I struggle. Usually when he walks in the door, I am busy helping someone with homework or making dinner with 5 kiddos in the midst. I have to remind my self to stop and give him my full attention. Sometimes it is a kiss or a glance up with “Hey, how was the rest of your afternoon?”, but I want him to walk in the door and feel important and glad to be home.

 

Simple Tips

1. Set an alarm about 15 minutes before your spouse usually comes home as a reminder to freshen up or if he text you when he is on his way, use that as a reminder.

 

2. Make effort to greet him…a kiss, a hug, a smile, a wink of acknowledgment, or a simple, “Hey Honey!”

 

3. Even if you can only get to this 75% of the time, it’s the effort that counts.

 

 

 

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