How do we reflect God’s character at home with our kids? How do we continue to bear fruit of the Holy Spirit that our kids have the privilege of eating? (By they way, all fruit have seeds. When you bear the fruit, seeds get left behind for more of the same fruit.) Could it be that the best kind of responsibility flows from being loved?—and not from being yelled at? Can we really use gentleness to fight fire? Is it really possible to quell rebellion with patience and grace instead of anger? I believe this is where the gospel—the real-life example of love on display even to the uttermost—has something to say to how we parent.