Passion.
4 "Hear, O Israel: The Lord our God, the Lord is one. 5 You shall love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your might. 6 And these words that I command you today shall be on your heart. Deuteronomy 6:4-6
Process.
7 You shall teach them diligently to your children, and shall talk of them when you sit in your house, and when you walk by the way, and when you lie down, and when you rise. 8 You shall bind them as a sign on your hand, and they shall be as frontlets between your eyes. 9 You shall write them on the doorposts of your house and on your gates. Deuteronomy 6:7-9
In light of Deuteronomy 6: 4-9 one of the keys to practical Godly parenting may be seeking harmony and balance between Passion and Process. Our love of the Lord, our Passion, ignites our hearts and souls while our actions and words direct the guidance we give our children. The scripture seeks to marry Passion and Process. It requires us to focus on the heart and let the essence of our Lord guide our Process. It ask us to paint our Passion, our love of the Lord, on our door post: or, as I think, to build the structure of our home around His promise and principles. It implores us to live out the scripture hand and hand with our children. It ask us to walk beside them, holding them tight to the path while sharing our Passion with them.
The Perils of Process Alone.
Pushing or favoring Process over, or even without, Passion incubates a legalism of sorts. It's external. It focuses on behaviors and outcomes rather than the heart and soil of the soul that those behaviors grow out of. Over reliance on Process is simply implementing measures of control in which we may just be trying to regulate semblance in our homes. It becomes the "The List." The rules. The "Dos" and "Don'ts". And without Passion eventually they resound empty and echo boredom. Process alone produces punishment to control behavior, not the love and desire required to pursue Godly ventures. It relies on strict consequences and it creates a system that echoes in the adolescent mind "as long as I don't get caught I'm good to go."
In "Part 2" I mentioned my dad. A stoic man with a heart for ministry and a profound knowledge of the scriptures, but an inability to translate his passion into process. I don't really remember him saying "I love you", or comforting and confronting talks about life. There weren't any. And it's not because he didn't love me. I believe it's because he thought "the process" would suffice. That making me go through the motions would work. That all that time spent "in the process" would mold me and make me desire Christ more than anything. It didn't . . . but I learned a lot of "stuff" as I sat in Church and Bible Class three times a week and faithfully occupied my bunk at each summer's Christian camp. I knew a lot of biblical teachings and stories. Much like algebra, geometry, and the periodic table of elements; I knew "stuff".
The consequence of growing up with "passion-less process", amongst others, is that I had this distorted and perverted view of God. That God was walking behind me, waiting for me to screw up and drop the hammer on me. There was no love involved, no talk of grace, only the rules of the process. And the more the idea took hold that our truly loving God was the "great punisher" than the more disturbing my idea of "getting away with it" became. Because now all I had to do was not get caught and live another day to seek forgiveness. And when the door was opened, when I was free to go, and when I had enough I ran the other way spending the next 20 years wandering the dark alleys of life. The whole system was rotten because of it lacked of love and devotion. Not family devotion, but devotion to raising children with Christ-like character, devotion in terms of carving out time to invest, devotion to discipleship at a level that demonstrated love, care, and commitment.
The problem with Passion-less Process is that it lacks the love that guides the heart. It forgoes the teaching of grace, love, encouragement, forgiveness. It often fails to teach salvation because we are adored and loved by a Father that is out of this world, but rather depends on the fear of punishment to help an unraveling heart adhere to the Lord. It often doesn't work.
In the end my parents did a great job. They did far better than the generation before them and my Mom often reminds me that I'm doing a better job than my Dad. The difference now is I hug my kids at least twice a day, I tell them I love them often, daily. I try to talk to them about their lives. I know I don't always get it right, but I practice and I commit. I've asked for their forgiveness when I've been too harsh, when I've screwed up. I don't always get it right, but I always attempt to make it right. And they need to see that too. They need to witness and experience grace at our level so they can appreciate grace at the grandest of levels and grow to appreciate all that is our salvation. They've seen me mourn, grieve, cry, sing, rejoice, and celebrate. We've talked about their day, their choices, and the consequences of good, and not so good, decisions. We've sacrificed and we've stood on the brink sucking in the air of life trying to breathe in the essence that is Him.
Passion and Process take Practice.
We're all imperfect parents. We all have our short comings. We all try and falter. The cost of walking is that we stumble. Sometimes often. But I remember, and our Father reminds us through His Grace, that the past doesn't equal the future. Today is a new day, and I a new person and Dad with new opportunity. I remind myself that this year that my son is 10 years old and my daughter 12. That I get just 365 days to work at it and then they'll be 11 and 13. And we grow together as we grow older.
Let all that you do be done in love. ~ I Corinthians 16:14