JoyLynn
05-15-2006, 04:10 AM
I was reading the thread Rach started about my space and she mentioned a book she was asked to read, and it brought up the subject of privacy for our kids. Well, it got me thinking about some choices I made for my life a long time ago.
A number of years back we lost 5 adult family members in 5 years. My parents and myself were the ones who went through EVERYTHING they owned, right down to the paper clips and last weeks shopping list.
I asked myself what the people I loved would find out about me if something tragic happened to me unexpectedly. Did I have journals that mentioned the names of people I cared for but talked about in a less than uplifting way. What if the last thing anyone read from me was hurtful and I wasn't there to explain that I was having a bad day, or that I didn't mean it? Hopefully they could understand that it wasn't for anyone else to see, but what if they couldn't get it out of their minds? I'd rather have them find me thinking well of them.
What do the books on my shelf say about me? What about the movies I own? Magazine subscriptions? E-mail? What would they find under my bed, in my underwear drawer, or in the attic? What if they checked the history on my computer? What STORY would these things tell of me?
When you lose someone you love you want to learn everything about them, what they were thinking, what their day looked like, as a way of holding on to them. What would they learn about me that they didn't already know? When you're gone there are no do-overs.
When the kids were all a bit younger we had cute little babysitters coming in often when dh and I would go out. Girls snoop! :D I did it too when I was their age. It gave me ideas about how to be a grown up, a wife. All my friends did it, too, and they were quick to tell everyone if they found something "WIERD".
I didn't mind at all when I found that some little babysitter had gone through my make up, photo albums, clothes, highschool year book. Dh and I had condoms tucked away discreetly, but I knew they would find them if they looked hard enough. One little teenie-bopper did. I was okay with that. It didn't reflect anything unhealthy about us and she was old enough to know that married people sometimes "do it". :D
I'm sure my kids are watching me closely, too. If they piece together all that they see around me, all they've found when searching my megga-walk-in closet for the wrapping paper, how do I feel about the person they perceive me to be? Does my life reflect that of a Godly woman or do they see someone who talks the talk but behind closed doors lives a life of compromise?
We are never alone. Never. Everything we do is seen. Our secrets, our hearts can be poured out to God and left there. Maybe we need think twice about recording thoughts that a mere human can't wrap their mind around. Journaling out your pain can be very therapeutic, but maybe those words should be burned on the altar when we're through and let go of.
Please don't misunderstand me... I lock the door when I'm in the bathroom and encourage my kids to, also, but if I forgot and one of them walked in, they wouldn't find anything that would cause spiritial conflict within them. And, I do keep journals, and I hide them where they won't be easily found, but if they ever were, I know no one I cared about would be hurt by my words.
Don't get me wrong, I believe in respect and boundaries in a HUGE way. We all need our space, but we cannot be guaranteed that we will never find someone in our space, uninvited. What will they find? One step further... What does God see when He searches my heart?
Dh and I have been raising our kids to think in this way. Yes, we respect their privacy. We knock before we enter. We give them time alone. But if they're ever feeling that they have no place to hide, I would have to wonder what's so bad that they NEED to hide. What would a child hold more private than a mature adult would? I wouldn't ask my child to hold standards that I don't hold myself to.
Having children has helped me evaluate how I'm living. If I'm careful about what I'm saying on the phone cuz I don't want the kids to hear, is it something I shouldn't be saying in front of God? I'm not talking about subject matter that is just too mature for children. I'm thinking more of gossip. Slander. :oops: Guitly! Ouch...
Well, I'm sorry for hopping up on my little soap box again. [soapbox] I do have a habit of doing that. :oops: And, I can get so wordy sometimes... But all this talk these days about a child's need for privacy makes me wonder why they're supposed to have so much of it when they don't have the wisdom to be trusted with it, and mature adults with wisdom and deeper discernment don't seem to need much of it. Kinda makes ya go, hmmmmmm... Doesn't it? :? Whose idea was that, any way? Just my opinion. Hope I didn't ruffle any feathers.
Joy [welcomewave]
A number of years back we lost 5 adult family members in 5 years. My parents and myself were the ones who went through EVERYTHING they owned, right down to the paper clips and last weeks shopping list.
I asked myself what the people I loved would find out about me if something tragic happened to me unexpectedly. Did I have journals that mentioned the names of people I cared for but talked about in a less than uplifting way. What if the last thing anyone read from me was hurtful and I wasn't there to explain that I was having a bad day, or that I didn't mean it? Hopefully they could understand that it wasn't for anyone else to see, but what if they couldn't get it out of their minds? I'd rather have them find me thinking well of them.
What do the books on my shelf say about me? What about the movies I own? Magazine subscriptions? E-mail? What would they find under my bed, in my underwear drawer, or in the attic? What if they checked the history on my computer? What STORY would these things tell of me?
When you lose someone you love you want to learn everything about them, what they were thinking, what their day looked like, as a way of holding on to them. What would they learn about me that they didn't already know? When you're gone there are no do-overs.
When the kids were all a bit younger we had cute little babysitters coming in often when dh and I would go out. Girls snoop! :D I did it too when I was their age. It gave me ideas about how to be a grown up, a wife. All my friends did it, too, and they were quick to tell everyone if they found something "WIERD".
I didn't mind at all when I found that some little babysitter had gone through my make up, photo albums, clothes, highschool year book. Dh and I had condoms tucked away discreetly, but I knew they would find them if they looked hard enough. One little teenie-bopper did. I was okay with that. It didn't reflect anything unhealthy about us and she was old enough to know that married people sometimes "do it". :D
I'm sure my kids are watching me closely, too. If they piece together all that they see around me, all they've found when searching my megga-walk-in closet for the wrapping paper, how do I feel about the person they perceive me to be? Does my life reflect that of a Godly woman or do they see someone who talks the talk but behind closed doors lives a life of compromise?
We are never alone. Never. Everything we do is seen. Our secrets, our hearts can be poured out to God and left there. Maybe we need think twice about recording thoughts that a mere human can't wrap their mind around. Journaling out your pain can be very therapeutic, but maybe those words should be burned on the altar when we're through and let go of.
Please don't misunderstand me... I lock the door when I'm in the bathroom and encourage my kids to, also, but if I forgot and one of them walked in, they wouldn't find anything that would cause spiritial conflict within them. And, I do keep journals, and I hide them where they won't be easily found, but if they ever were, I know no one I cared about would be hurt by my words.
Don't get me wrong, I believe in respect and boundaries in a HUGE way. We all need our space, but we cannot be guaranteed that we will never find someone in our space, uninvited. What will they find? One step further... What does God see when He searches my heart?
Dh and I have been raising our kids to think in this way. Yes, we respect their privacy. We knock before we enter. We give them time alone. But if they're ever feeling that they have no place to hide, I would have to wonder what's so bad that they NEED to hide. What would a child hold more private than a mature adult would? I wouldn't ask my child to hold standards that I don't hold myself to.
Having children has helped me evaluate how I'm living. If I'm careful about what I'm saying on the phone cuz I don't want the kids to hear, is it something I shouldn't be saying in front of God? I'm not talking about subject matter that is just too mature for children. I'm thinking more of gossip. Slander. :oops: Guitly! Ouch...
Well, I'm sorry for hopping up on my little soap box again. [soapbox] I do have a habit of doing that. :oops: And, I can get so wordy sometimes... But all this talk these days about a child's need for privacy makes me wonder why they're supposed to have so much of it when they don't have the wisdom to be trusted with it, and mature adults with wisdom and deeper discernment don't seem to need much of it. Kinda makes ya go, hmmmmmm... Doesn't it? :? Whose idea was that, any way? Just my opinion. Hope I didn't ruffle any feathers.
Joy [welcomewave]