Humility is a hard-learned lesson. Just ask any kid.
I am treading in the common parental paradox of teaching humility and modesty while also to have self-esteem and confidence.
And really, this is tough to do.
I don’t have to work at remembering to tell my son when he has done a good job, when I am proud of him, that he is loved by me and by the God that created him. But I do work at helping him to see the value in focusing on others and not himself. I try to teach that humility is a big fat key to opening doors of friendship and success, to living the life God brilliantly taught us will bring joy.
So... however do I convey to my children that to value humility is one of the most profound pieces of wisdom I can offer them?
I say the words over and over again. I try to find new words to say the same things.
But none of it means a whole lot to a six year old, I'm afraid. Not yet anyway. I hope over time they will mean something.
After all, it is humility that leads us to a place of honest recognition of who we really are. It is humility that brings us to acknowledge our need to trust in a God who is greater and wiser than us.
Certainly I would prefer my son didn’t have to get knocked to the ground to be reminded he can in fact be knocked to the ground. Better that we remember we are not Jedi fighters before we start fighting. But I’ll take the fight, if it must be so, over the alternative.