I am not a person who likes to hand out discipline. Yet I had to teach my boys that their actions have consequences.It may also be that those consequences hurt. My brood decided to drench the cat in water…. Over and over…My heart broke. Broke because I failed them, they failed me and more importantly they failed God. They are supposed to be protectors. Protectors of all things especially our things which cannot really protect themselves.
It hurt my heart to have to discipline. It hurt my heart even more when they said they knew they were wrong, but thought it fun anyway.
It hurt my heart to know that I failed yet again. I want to set them on the right path, but also know that I myself need to ensure I am walking the right path. There is such joy and goodness and loveableness in them. My heart aches because I know one day, I can’t stop all that happens or even remind them of what could happen. All I can do is pray that God gives them a heart after him. That in their greatest need, they will rely on Him as David did.
How do you handle consequences?
Grace for another day,