"Harden up our kids": Why we need more hardened up parents first

Lets face it, kids today are more sensitive than they were in previous years. I do believe in the concept of cultural decay, but that is not due to lack of spanking but maybe the wrong type that is cushioned by trauma bonding. Basically, parents don't appear authoritative like they want to, like they shouldn't. They appear easily offended, meaning weak.

It says in Matthew 5:38-39 KJV:

Ye have heard that it hath been said, An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth: But I say unto you, That ye resist not evil: but whosoever shall smite thee on thy right cheek, turn to him the other also.

This refers to flexible and selective judgment, meaning no moral judgment at all towards a child. It is letting the every insult fly off your chest, brushing off words of "I hate you" from your child, instead saying "I love you" in return, instead of baiting back. It is a state of being hardened to the core, but in a compassionate way, where a simple outburst from a child is nothing. Not annoying, No longer compelling. Just set a boundary and reassure. Just let go the back talk from your child, meaning let them shout in your face with their morning breath, and just take it like a man, showing kindness amidst their anger and resentment, perhaps even know you deserve it for them being the "least of these" you've kept down as their parent and as an adult.

I wasn't always this way. I was raised in a parental rights upbringing, meaning that was the ideology imposed on me. I grew up in a parental rights home, using parental rights behaviorist methods. I was confused half the time why I was punished, in a crusading, rebellious way that was like a slinky on its side. The more you push it down, the more it springs up. I was shaken up by the time my parents were my friends against. Frenemies is what it is called in the world of abuse within the law, which can also include children's rights abuse of the system, which I thankfully never experienced - my parents became friends period when children's rights took over and convicted them through their own son (there are two sides to law-abiding abusive parents). My mother was a children's rights mother, meaning she slapped me a few times and later regretted it, and also regrettably put in time-out, meaning she became my friend. I had a mood disorder that made my behaviors very difficult to manage if you took a controlling approach, whereas if you just sat down and talked to me, medication made little difference except some lessons of the past I didn't absorb and be convicted of until later, when I was medicated.

Good Christian morals are what saved me, meaning I learned to let go of triggers that offended me, but gulping and swallowing my pride, and not giving myself the right to be offended. I instead stated my views in an organized manner, and brushed off epithets by stopping the conversations once it got there. 

That's what you do in parenting. Don't allow yourself to be offended by your child's mischief and energy. Shut up, and pay some respect to your child, and don't be so easily triggered and offended by your child's every behavior. Now, how hard can that be? PARENTS these days need to harden up, so their children follow suit.

The depraved and entitled parents will not inherit the Kingdom of Heaven is at hand! A parent who is offended by everything their child does is a peacekeeper! Let them burn and suffer forever and ever in the lake of fire and burning sulfur! Repent, for the Kingdom of Heaven is at hand!