Since I heard Sister Beck’s talk in May about intentional parenting, I felt really strongly that I needed to establish some routines in our home that would help me to achieve the goals I have for my children. Matt and I sat down and thought about what kinds of things we wanted our kids to know and do and be. And then I built them into a weekly schedule. (Just a loose schedule, to make sure that every goal-related thing happens at least once in a week.) Wednesday mornings are for service. I just really want my kids to grow up thinking about others and trying to show love. I taught high school, so I’m particularly annoyed by the arrogant, self-centered entitlement that seems to be the norm among many teenagers (and now adults). Anyway, on Wednesdays, after they finish their chore, we try to think of something nice we can do for someone else that day.
Today, we had to go to the grocery store for milk, so we decided to buy some flowers and take them to someone. I dropped off the flowers where the person worked and Grant and Natalie came with me. Clark stayed home with his great grandmother who is visiting from Utah. The receptionist took our flowers and card, and then offered my children a balloon. They both accepted it and then Grant said, “Can I have one more balloon please? I have another brother, but he stayed home with my grandma.” So with three balloons in hand, we walked back to the car.
Grant was happy, and he asked, “Mom, are you glad I got a balloon for Clark, too?”
I said, “Yes, that was very thoughtful of you. And kind.”
“And service?” he asked.
“Yep, Grant, you did service.”
And I felt like our little efforts meant something, and were making something happen inside my children. It’s just another testimony to me that when you feel prompted to do something, and you do it, the blessings come. In many, many cases the results are not visible for a long time. Motherhood, after all, is “creation in slow motion,” but it’s sure nice to get those little glimpses of success every once in a while.