It made me reflect a bit on how I train the kids. I'm totally not suggesting that training kids is like training a dog. Totally wouldn't be suggesting that at all. When they were little, I used to give big praise responses for correct behaviour but now that they are a bit older, I have slipped into bad habits. Quite often, I'll correct a child for some action (maybe with a bit of nagging thrown in for good measure) and then the child will correct their behaviour and I will remain grumpy.
Obviously, this reflects my own immaturity. I'm cross and want the other person to suffer a bit before I cheer up and give them grace. That's sin, plain and simple.
It's also really counter-productive. When they do the right thing, if I'm really interested in getting the behaviour I want, I should cease to give them the stink-eye and the cold-shoulder and move on. I'm not suggesting I lavish them with praise and lots of "Good girl! Who's a good girl? Yes, you're the good girl! Oh, yes you are!" But who am I helping if I continue to act miffed because they weren't obeying me before? If I was a kid (or a dog) I'd think, "Why bother? She's still mad."
It also doesn't reflect the grace I've received myself. When I come to God and ask for forgiveness, it's free, it's full and it's final. My debt is paid. My burden is gone. My relationship is restored. I've been showing my kids a revolting grace-substitute where their errors hang over them until I feel like being nice again. Ugh. Horrible. Doesn't happen all the time but happens more than it should.
So we need to all be on the Honey-training regime this school holidays.