Dear Lord,
I acknowledge that I am an overdetermined human being. I like this, I like that, I want this and that, I prefer, I believe, I know, these and those, because these and those things happened to me. Whew. So far, I have had a pretty much exhausting, nonetheless exciting and colorful, filled with lots of valuable lessons, kind of life.
However, my life is not exactly the perfect model or pattern for my future children’s individual lives. So please help me not to raise them out of my reactions to this and that, and these and those. Instead, help me to instruct them in Your unfailing ways and Love. Help me to see and understand Your plans, and not mine, for them. Help me to be reflexive enough to know that parenting is not about me, my life, my future, my pasts. Remind me that it’s always about what You already did for them even before they were born, and what You will still do in the coming days.
Well, that’s all I want to tell You for now, My Lā¤ving Daddy.
In Awe of You,
Carla