Being a Contagious Parent
The word “legacy” is a popular idea to put in business books. When applied to corporations and companies, it speaks to our ability to shape a culture that extends and grows beyond our presence there. It speaks to the opportunity to start something that is continued long after you’ve retired. And it’s a good idea that often motivates some smart business decisions since it reframes our thinking from short term, to long term.
But how does the word “legacy” apply to our families? How does that word apply to our relationships with our kids? What does it mean to create a legacy in the context of being a mom or a dad?
I thought about that as I sat across the desk from a young man who wanted to work at Chick-fil-A. He was a great candidate but something puzzled me. I knew his father was a very successful lawyer and I was confused at why this young man didn’t want to follow in his footsteps. So I asked him, and his answer was very telling. “My dad was never around for our family. He missed every game or event I had as a kid. I would never do that to my family. I would never be absent like that.”
The legacy he was given was certainly not the one his father intended. Hard work, determination, perseverance. Those are probably the words his dad would have liked to pass on to his son, but somehow things got tangled up. Somehow, the things he passed on instead made his son yearn for a career different than his dad’s.
I think this kind of thing often happens because as parents we don’t take the time to think about being “contagious.” I know that’s an odd word, but it’s the one I think fits the best. As a parent, I think part of our job is to be contagious and infect our kids with the best of what we’re capable of. The joy, the hope, the hard work, the trust in the Lord. We’ve got so many wonderful things to hand down to our kids. But when we get distracted, when we lose our focus, we might end up being shocked what they’ve picked up from the way we live our lives.
Today’s resolution, the thing I’m going to think about, is how I’m being contagious for my kids? What kind of legacy am I leaving for them?
Is it the one I think it is, or like that father, would I be surprised to hear what they would say I’ve passed on?




