Deuteronomy 6:7And thou shalt teach them diligently unto thy children, and shalt talk of them when thou sittest in thine house, and when thou walkest by the way, and when thou liest down, and when thou risest up.
Deuteronomy 11:19And ye shall teach them your children, speaking of them when thou sittest in thine house, and when thou walkest by the way, when thou liest down, and when thou risest up. Deuteronomy 31:19Now therefore write ye this song for you, and teach it the children of Israel: put it in their mouths, that this song may be a witness for me against the children of Israel.
When you walk, when you lie down, when you get up, when you go throughout your day. Teach your children these songs; show them what they need to know. They can't read the Bible for themselves yet; they can't comprehend His amazing faithfulness, His mercy, or His unfailing ability to comfort us. They only understand YOU.
This is a tough lesson for me right now. Right now, I am literally the only Jesus my son can understand. I'm the only example of what unconditional love looks like; what mercy, compassion, or love looks like.
And there are some day that I unconditionally suck at this.
So, now I sit here, reading about teaching my children. Annnnd holy crap, I am not cut out for this. How do I show God as the amazing, faithful, kind, loving person that He IS... when I'm stressed about doing dishes, making sure everyone is fed, teaching Jminator how to put Megablocks together while keeping snot and food out of his hair? God is truly an amazing Father; He is Faithful; He is Kind; He will defend His children if someone picks on them... But right now, I'm covered in oatmeal, and that lesson seems to be lost on both of us. How do I teach the profound with the mundane?
My short answer: prioritizing. Jminator doesn't understand that if Mommy doesn't make food, or fold laundry, etc then the family suffers. He just wants The Mommy. He just needs to know that if he cries, someone will hold him. He needs to know that his feelings are valid, even when he has no words to express them.
That's no different than any of us, is it?