One of the reasons I enjoy reading Christian parenting books is because I love being a parent. Since 2005, I have read probably close to 100 books on parenting. I have read the insights of parenting coaches, other parents, grandparents. I have been a parenting coach, myself, and taught some classes in San Francisco when my youngest was a baby. Parenting is my passion.
More than just parenting diligently, I want to be able to have my children say I parented them well. Basically anyone can be a parent; not everyone is a good parent. My latest book on parenting, Gospel Centered Mom: The Freeing Truth About What Your Kids Really Need by Brooke McGlothlin, offered me a chance to read a parenting book that was more rooted in personal struggle than I’m used to. It was an interesting change.
I have a thing for self-help books. I can’t help it. I firmly believe in doing my best to overcome any challenges I face in life, including the ones that arise from my personality or thinking habits. One of the “issues” I’m currently trying to heal is my relationship with money. We all have a money story and mine could use some improvement.
One idea I’ve been feeling a close affinity to, lately, is the idea that our lives and bodies are not our own. They don’t belong to us. We will leave them behind at some point and, regardless of what we believe comes next, that is a sobering thought. If I don’t even own my body, the thing that goes with me everywhere and is the only thing that can’t be taken from me, then maybe my understanding of life and the choices we make in it need to shift.