Famous last words (of any parent).
My son seemed genuinely earnest to learn.
As I reflect back on it, the larger moment of engaging my son -- as I explained kicking the ball with the inside of the foot and not the toe and then on to encouraging his efforts with each pass -- is significant.
True, I was teaching him how to do something fun, that he would enjoy (especially so the better he became at it). I think also it is part of who he is, that is being athletic, being a driven and hard-working type of person. At any rate, it was something which directed his interests in the moment, shaping the ability in the midst of the play and activity.
It was equipping of his skill. And I desire to do that, in a sort of rejoicing way which looked forward to all he might be, do. There was marvel in it, for me, and pride in him.
I suppose in this season of my life, that is what the Father in Heaven is doing with me: engaging me in my skill in the "moment," directing and shaping an ability while looking to the future.
[In the New Testament book of Hebrews, Chapter 2: 8-15]
God is engaging, in the moment and in the circumstance, equipping me. What I am aware of now is that the same I must do with my son, though the "must" is less onerous and more enjoyable than it suggests. He is needing to be led through engagement, and that means me being in the moment with him, involved, and encouraging the effort. (Which, I suppose is another insight into what the Father in Heaven is doing with me in this season.)
I think this involves identifying my son's little character, his hard working and driven nature, though I know I am dependent upon my wife to help me understand his motivational needs.