Parenting and why I have not yet achieved it

Ponder this: Imagine some man or woman, before becoming a parent, got on their knees before the Lord of Hosts and submitted everything. And continue imagining that they kept submitting, when it was hard, easy, painful, gleeful. They submit so much of themselves that they forgot a lot of their previous behaviour, remembered as a dream perhaps. If you charted the percentage of their decisions made by their own spirit compared with those made by the Spirit of God, their Spirit would rank below 50%. If that was too convoluted try this, God makes more decisions than they make for themselves. Ideally 100% of decisions would be made by God, but I'm trying to be realistic.
Now, in this imaginary world, two such people meet and fall in love, get married. They are fully honest with each other, their pasts are open and their futures are fused. Their humility is centred on their love for God and each other. In the natural course of time they have a child. They make mistakes. They laugh, cry, argue, cuddle, encourage, discipline and teach their child. They explain everything they've learned, to the best of their ability and the capacity of the child's progressing intellect. Can you imagine that it would be easier for their child to imitate their lifestyle, than for some of their peers? I really do, and I imagine it getting easier and easier each consecutive generation.

I'm realizing why I dislike pets (specifically dogs) through this. People want cuddly companionship, but not so difficult and time consuming as raising a child. And I`m glad they realize they`re not ready for children. But then they under-estimate how much money and work a ``simple`` pet dog is. Or they go to the other extreme and over-estimate the value of a dog`s life and elevate it above that of humans. There are some people that fill the centre of the pendulum-swing, I don`t know many of them (they probably all have kids in addition).

There are so many desires that wrestle with my love for God for the paramount position. This frustrates me in myself, but I try not to dwell on the frustration and instead focus on the means and the ends. Thought experiments like this remind me of what I most want: to glorify God, and to bless with every breath in me.