Sometimes it makes sense to pour in positive ideas and concepts hoping that is what will spill forth later, but at times these principles appear to not be working. Let’s take parenting, for example. There have been more times than not when I felt like I was talking to an empty vacuum where nothing I was saying or trying to do was registering.
On one of those particularly hard days I was overcome with frustration. Nothing I was doing seemed to reach the children. I sat down, my forehead cradled in the palm of my hand in hopes that the pounding would seep out of my head and into my hand. My eight-year-old son approached me. I took a deep breath to regain composure and looked up. “Yes?”
“Mom, I don’t feel good eating all this junk food. Do you mind if we go to the health food store so I can eat something that is healthier?”
I wanted to sing praise like the angels above do. My son had listened to me from all those times I tried to communicate the benefits of health food. Health food, of all things, was the lesson that sunk in! Halleluiah. Something did register. The positive in stuff eventually had something positive come out. Amazing.
I have been surprised at other times when I think that my kids have heard nothing of what I say to them when I overhear them giving the same lecture or advice to another sibling, using the same voice tone and inflection. At those times I have proof that what I put in their minds does affect what comes out, and if it works on them there is no question that it works on me. (How many times have I given myself my parent’s lectures in my mind, twenty years later?)