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“Count to 10. Just breathe… and count to 10.”
Have you tried that? Well, I have. Many times. I’ve flaunted my counting skills plenty without much to show for it. I was no less angry, and no more calm than when I started. Just another confirmation that I can in fact count from 1 to 10. And most of the time… I couldn’t even get to 10 because my blood might have just boiled over first.
Mom rage. It’s real. It’s that moment after you’ve asked them calmly to stop 6 times in a row with not even the faintest acknowledgement of your words. Then you’re seeing red and feeling very disrespected in your own home by a bunch of people half your size… Ok, who’s the boss around here? Who’s raising these kids? Because there’s no way I’d let my kids get away with this! Except oops! They are my kids… and they’re absolutely getting away with it.
That picture might make you think of 10 ways I’m getting it wrong, or 10 more things you would do differently. And you could be right! But that’s not really the point.
I’m not writing this to share parenting advice. I’m not selling you anything, and I’m not trying to debate parenting models.
I’m just saying: I struggle. It’s hard. And sometimes I feel trapped by the very thing I wanted more than anything – my family.
I hate to give you a mental image of me that’s anything less than the picture of perfection. As much as we want to appear real and authentic, it’s terrifying to be that vulnerable in such a public setting. So I won’t go into further details because that won’t bless anybody. But it’s worth noting that as much as I love sharing my highlight moments, lots of things about parenting are a lowlight challenge for me. And I suspect they are for you too.
We may not struggle with the same things, or in the same ways, but we’re all imperfect people trying to do life perfectly. Well, it’s just not that easy.

Then it hit me…
A few months ago, I was praying through the fruit of the Spirit. You know…
- love
- joy
- peace
- patience
- kindness
- goodness
- faithfulness
- gentleness
- self-control
You can find them in Galatians 5:22-23.
I have prayed through the list for years, pleading with God to make each of these qualities a part of my life.
But in that moment, I sensed Him telling me to count them out. Just count the fruit.
In stressful moments, in angry moments, in tense moments, in overwhelming moments, in mundane moments. Count out the fruit of the Spirit. So I did. I tried it. And it changed everything!
Allow me to me explain…

Defiance and cruelty are triggers for me.
If a child is being willfully disobedient after clear instruction or correction, I tend to lose it.
We all make mistakes. Kids are kids and their brains are not fully developed, blah blah… so I can usually make allowances for dumb stuff they do without realizing.
But if they are explicitly told not to? If they were corrected in their behaviour or actions and still continued down the same path? Ohhhhhhhhhhh dang, good luck to that kid because I CANNOT with disobedience and defiance.
That, and cruelty. When my kids are cruel to each other (and it happens, I ain’t raising angels), I have very little patience for this. I know it’s all part of being human since we’re all selfish and self-serving. But being cruel, just to be cruel, makes me super angry. And the result isn’t pretty.
So these are the scenarios where I need the Lord’s strong arm of intervention, because there’s a good chance we’ll all end up in tears if I gave in to my flesh.
And therein lies the problem. Where do my reactions come from? What’s at the root of my response? Is it God’s Spirit in me? Or is it my own selfish flesh?
Romans 7:15-20 talks about doing what we don’t want to do. Case in point: I don’t want to yell at my kids. But I do.
So rather than counting to 10, which has been useless to me, I now count the fruit.
When I’m confronted with defiance towards me, or cruelty towards each other, I recite the fruit of the Spirit and something incredible has been happening…
The blood-boiling, rage-inducing moment subsides as I say:
love… joy… peace… patience… kindness… goodness…
faithfulness… gentleness… self-control…

I have literally felt my anger melt away. And the culprit in front of me who was driving me crazy, making me want to rip my hair out…?
Well somehow I’m left staring at that child through the eyes of Almighty God. I’m filled with compassion, empathy, and God’s love for this kid. I’m reminded of how precious and loved they actually are.
And I can parent with a cool head.
Friends, I wish you could see my face as you take in these words. This is legit. I have never, ever, E-V-E-R found success in keeping a cool head in parenting through moments that push my buttons HARD. It’s just not in me.
Maybe it’s my passionate Greek blood. Maybe it’s because I’m selfish and I want things to go my way. Whatever it is, counting to 10 wasn’t doing it.
So what is it about the fruit of the Spirit?
I’ve learnt this: it’s not about trying hard enough to do the right thing, because under pressure, the mouth speaks what the heart is full of (Luke 6:45). When my heart is full of rage, rage comes out.
So I meditate on the fruit of the Spirit. I ask God to fill me with His Spirit, so that from the overflow of my heart, I can speak:
love… joy… peace… patience… kindness… goodness…
faithfulness… gentleness… self-control…
Because when we’re rooted in God, the fruit of the Spirit naturally flows out of us.

How do we remain rooted in God?
- Draw near to God, and He will draw near to you – James 4:8
- If you remain joined to me, and I to you, you will bear a lot of fruit. – John 15:5
- The eyes of the Lord search the whole earth in order to strengthen those whose hearts are fully committed to Him. – 2 Chronicles 16:9
- Keep your mind focused on what’s above, not on earthly things. – Colossians 3:2
- Finally, brothers and sisters, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable—if anything is excellent or praiseworthy—think about these things. – Philippians 4:8
- Be unceasing and persistent in prayer. – 1 Thessalonians 5:17
That last one was the real game-changer for me. I now spend much of my day just running through the fruit of the Spirit in my mind. While chopping lettuce, folding laundry, sweeping the floor… I just count that fruit as a prayer. Asking God to fill me with His Spirit. So that when another trigger episode comes, I’m already in a mental state of…
love… joy… peace… patience… kindness… goodness…
faithfulness… gentleness… self-control…
And that fruit can then pour out of me.
I can meet that child with understanding and acceptance — not acceptance of their behaviour or actions — but for who they are: loved and cherished. So we can figure out the why of their choices, together.
And then I don’t feel like a complete failure or hypocrite. It’s still a work in progress. But I’m finally feeling hope and freedom in this parenting journey.






