Thursday, December 31, 2015

Are there no more "Whats?" my son?

God's Boys will be good boys!
What, my son? What, son of my womb? What, son of my vows?
Fewer questions and more determinations. 20's are a season of, "I'm not going to do it that way." It looks like to me. How do you stay respectful to your parents when your mind is taking their deeds apart and weighing them as to their validity in your life, long-term. It is hard! I love you mom, but what you are saying is not valid to this point...Sometimes that is the case.
Sometimes mom is talking to her little fellow, on the knee and you are a man. Sometimes mom is just gabbing to her rambunctious jumping bean and you are a settled man. I didn't ask you that, mother? I know you didn't. Just humor my answering the questions that are unasked, son. It is a habit and I love you and sometimes it is just mother talk. Keep weighing our validity and make your determinations and become a better man for it.
Happy New Year!
t was just yesterday that we were embracing our little cherubs and rejoicing at the gift of life.




Proverbs 31 writer seems to remind us that we so often are answering the questions that they are asking that we don't tell them what they need to know. What? What? What else? You are always chatting about something that I want to hear about, because I love you and learning how you think. Now, when I am gone you will read and see how I think and what I think is important for you to know.
What else, my son?

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