My son recently watched a cartoon about an alien who comes to Earth with the mission to destroy everything but ends up finding a family who loves him just the way he is. My four year old identified with the alien so acutely, he cried multiple times throughout the movie. My son, like the alien, tends to enter rooms with the sole purpose of causing as much chaos as possible. Even yesterday, I had to put a half-full cart of groceries back in their places to remove him, kicking and screaming, from the store.
It’s on days like that when my precious son has turned into a killer mutant raptor child that I become so aware that parenting is hard—like yelling in the car, crying in the shower hard. But right behind my frustrations and exhaustion is a little alien who wasn’t created for this world just looking for his family to help him through. Childhood is hard too—like yelling in the car, crying in the bathtub hard.
After the movie, he sat in my lap and said, “Mama. I love you so much. I want to be a good listener.” I can’t even count how many times I have communicated that sentiment to God. I am the crazy alien as much as my son is. No matter how hard I try to be good, sin still gets in the way this side of heaven. Sin is a strong force to battle but not as strong as the Father’s love. As important as it is for my son to know I love him, it’s even more important that he knows his Creator loves him. God has adopted us into his family and loves us even when we leave paths of destruction in our wakes.
My family needs opportunities for togetherness on this difficult journey of “family.” One of my favorite times all year is coming up Friday, September 14th at 6:30pm. Family Worship Night is finally here at our Clifton Campus. Family Worship Night is a chance for my imperfect family to stand before God and worship together in our brokenness. It’s going to be an incredible glow-in-the-dark party that’s a ton of fun, but it’s also an important family moment where I get to watch my children praise the One who came to save and redeem. The loud aliens in the back row will be us.
-Lauren Whitley (Kids Central Coordinator)