Oh, God, make me a better parent.
Help me to understand my children,
to listen patiently to what they have to
say and to answer all their questions
kindly.
Keep me from interrupting them,
talking back to them and contradicting
them.
Make me as courteous to them as I would
have them be to me.
Give me the courage to confess my sins
against my children and to ask of them
forgiveness, when I know that I have
done them wrong.
May I not vainly hurt the feelings of my
children. Forbid that I should laugh
at their mistakes or resort to shame
and ridicule as punishment.
Let me not tempt a child to lie and
steal. So guide me hour by hour that
I may demonstrate by all I say and do
that honestly produces
happiness.
Reduce, I pray, the meanness in me.
May I cease to nag: and when I am out of
sorts, help me, O Lord, to hold my
tongue.
Blind me to the little errors of my
children and help me to see the good
things that they do.
Give me a ready word for honest
praise. Help to treat my children as
those of their own age, but let me
not exact of them the judgments and
conventions of adults.
Allow me not to rob them of the
opportunity to wait upon themselves,
to think, to choose, and to make
decisions.
Forbid that I should ever punish them
for my self satisfaction.
May I grant them all of their wishes
that are reasonable and have the
courage always to withhold a privilage
that I know will do them
harm.
Amen
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