One thing I always discover. No one’s parents raise them perfectly, nor were they raised perfectly by their parents. Parents have their their baggage and unwittingly pass that baggage right along to their children — generation after generation. No one likes that, but it doesn’t seem to make it any less true.
My own parents are who they are. They are wonderful people, but they aren’t perfect. And you know what? I don’t expect them to be. For example, the way they do their church life is not the way I do mine. But I’m not going to change them. I suppose I would have by now if I were going to. 🙂
God loves them as much as He loves me, and He hears their prayers just as much as He hears mine.
They did the best they knew how when they raised my two brothers and my two sisters and me, and for that I am deeply grateful.
So, here’s my question for you. Have you made your peace with your parents? Will you try, if you haven’t? "As far as it depends on you, leave at peace with all people," says the Apostle Paul. I think you start with your family.
If you aren’t at peace yet, may I gently encourage you to keep pushing in that arena. Who knows what good things God has for you?