Genetics

Scientists say there is only a certain amount that you can inherit.  Technically the facts are the facts.  Experience suggests however that somehow, someway, children are far more than their parent’s genetics.  As a parent myself, I have come to realize that this facts is both a benefit and a curse.  I want to believe that my children have taken the best of what I am, discarding the rest.  I hope that my children listen to my words and not my actions.  Ideally, my glaring weaknesses, failings, and ignorance do not come through loud and clear.  Realistically, I know every fear, uncertainty, and doubt that exists within my soul has found a home in Carli and Whitney.     
 
Life can be tough.  Children inherit the best and the worst from the generations that preceded them.    We struggle to break free, yet find ourselves becoming more like our ancestors with each passing day.  It is easy to fall into the blame game.  Blame falls on someone, something, or somehow.  I am in no way responsible!  No one, individual, group, or institution, should hold me accountable!  I do not need to pay for the sins of previous generation, especially the ones they are responsible for in my life!
 
Myths and illusions often shape our lives.  Genetics and the blame game are at the heart of many.  Candidly, my weaknesses are purely my own.  My mistakes are ones I chose to make.  I gave up freedom to let others influence me.  I let go of my right to choose, giving others my decision. 
 
I do not stop with stuff inside.  I let the process permeate every relationship I have.  I am not the first.  As I look back, our “original ancestor started the sinning, and everyone since has joined in.”  (Isaiah 43.27) 
 
Yet the process that haunts our history does not need to continue.  We, you and I, can take back freedom.  We can take control of our choices and actions.  We can take the best from previous generations and add to the collective good.  Life is ours to make.