Winners or Losers?

It is a melting pot of catastrophic dilemmas…

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The sun is setting, and an anxious parent awaits the return home of their little child from a weekend rendezvous. With folded arms, standing at the stern, the landscape lighting does little to enlighten the sequence of changes. In your cynical mind, you can’t help but wonder what the ex-has said to your child this time. It’s best to prepare for damage control between now and bedtime as tomorrow is school. A weekend of entertainment, where life is full of dandelions, isn’t exactly the reality going through your mind. Headlights approach around the corner. Artificial hugs are exchanged, and words of encouragement mean little as the door opens. Your very first words are, “You’re late! Get a shower. School is tomorrow.”

A disgruntled child grabs their things from the back seat and stumbles out the door brushing by your seething heart. The front door slams closed and now it’s your turn. You glare back at your ex and utter, “And you wonder why we divorced!” Now your thoughts and temper are short as you’re trapped between feelings – happiness the child is home, and frustration (because you just know words were exchanged).

Retiring for the night in your harvested sanctuary, feelings resolve to self-pity. Do you think you’re the only one affected by the collateral damage of being a single parent? Where are your thoughts at this time? They appear to be in just your center, in your life, and your immediate circle! It is a melting pot of catastrophic dilemmas.

Meanwhile, an innocent child who never had a choice pays the ultimate price. Too often children suffer at the hand of their parent’s indiscretions, and they become the losers. There’s not much room for error when a melting pot is about to explode in the home. Close your eyes and pray for forgiveness!

I ask God how we can bridge the heartaches of one generation to the next. How can we stop the sin of shame? Our courts are full, and only attorneys are the winners. The answer is simple – God! Spend a little time each day to focus on God. Set a good example for your children by walking in His truth. He is the only provider of all our needs.

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Only Know….

A true story of love and memories

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Photo by Dana Bicks LLC

 

Looking out over the water and the blowing winter wind, it all looks the same. With great perception, I watch my wife. I know her inner thoughts as I see a cold tear fall from the corner of her eye. Maybe it will help to say, I love you. I pray it softens her aching heart.

Childhood memories pass through her soul, and they seem like a lifetime ago. She silently remembers the camaraderie of herself and her brothers fishing and swimming, crabbing in the summer, and escapades on the frozen river. But most of all, her mother’s last words spoken before she went with God, seems to prevail within her soul. “Take what I am giving you and buy your own waterfront home. Find peace and love there.”

I was busy pursuing my own dreams, so I never recognized God’s gift in 1985 – my wife. Little did I know, she was what I needed! So thirty-two years later, my phone displayed her number for the first time. It was obvious – God wanted her to make the first move back into my life. I’m not sure if an angel can rescue one of its own, but she saved me from my world of a near disaster. God wanted us to rescue each other.

Only KnowI never had the pleasure of meeting her mom but, somehow, I feel God calls me to complete her dying wish. Now sitting on the front stoop with her back facing me, I can read my wife’s thoughts as her head reverently bows before God. I hear her heart say, “Mom, I’m finally home… where peace and love lives, now and always. Thank you”.

Love finally brings not just us, but every memory she held on to, back together again. Staring across at the winter waves, we praise God. I sincerely thank her mom as a smile comes like the sun, seeping through the cold clouds. If she could only know….


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My Battle Cry

A dedication to Parkland High School Massacre

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The battle lines are drawn as hearts shred and tear apart. Grim headlines clarify the horror as our children turn into men. Families come together for a candlelight vigil, and one can’t help but think, where is the love of God in these lost, young souls? We stand at attention and mourn. God never intended the innocence of a child to cause such volcanic violence.

Hatred causes bloodshed as cannons roar long before dawn. Nothing is sacred anymore–not a home, school, or a church! Hospitals are filled with heroes as Satan’s assailants silently roam.

We live in a society filled with denial as we lead a vibrant generation astray into the dark, leaving them to render a life of impulse and issues of mental health. God remains on a dusty shelf like a bookend; only when we have time. We walk away from a bitter cold reality and life makes a change. Our loving Father, the creator of all good, cries for His children.

At birth, every child is a gift of perfection from our Holy Father. They are God’s possession, not ours. He temporarily places children under a parent’s care with the obligation to love, teach, discipline, and direct their spiritual and moral character. But we fall short, more times than not, creating a devastating impact on a child’s self-image. Today, how many homes and schools have the Ten Commandments or the Lord’s Prayer hanging on their walls? Exactly! Our children are perplexed and left with a lack of direction.

My Battle Cry 1 Amid this tragic chain of events, in yet another school massacre, we ask, why? In my opinion and many others, too, it is a foundation issue. Is God in their life? Our homes should be a training ground for values and love of mankind.

On this day, God, I pray my battle cry. Give parents guidance and the strength to raise Your children by Your word. Shed thy grace upon them. May we give You our sorrows for the young victims, survivors, and their families of Parkland High School in Ft. Lauderdale, Florida. Our hearts are heavy and spirits weary. Let them rest in peace with Your arms wrapped around them, tightly!

 


God bless all the victims and their families!

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Where’s The Mentors??

“Train up a child in the way he should go, Even when he is old he will not depart from it.” Proverbs 22:6

 


I laid on the living room floor and watched the infamous Mighty Mouse on TV with my coloring book and crayons. Though it was only cartoons, the message instilled was a foundation for the rest of my life. The Three Stooges was very entertaining, but later I would read the caution signs, “Don’t try these things at home.”

We intently watched our favorite programs as we grew up with Hollywood and the silver screen. We became attracted to the John Wayne’s of our time capsule. When Vietnam broke out, G.I. Joe was a kid’s best friend (Hasbro made a fortune, didn’t theyWhere's The Mentors 2?) but the bloodshed toyed in our life’s hardships. So, we ultimately found actors to admire instead. The good guys! Life was simpler when the media wasn’t at everybody’s door step spreading gossip about Who’s Who in their columns.

 

The greatest part of my younger years was following those of Christian backgrounds. They, too, looked up to others who also devoted their lives to the Lord.

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We had great sportsmen with integrity too – Boog Powell, Jackie Robinson, and Willie Schumacher, to just name a few. Nonetheless, with pride for our heritage, we looked up to them as thoughWhere's The Mentors 4 they were related to Washington, Jackson, and even Francis Scott Key, a Brit, who loved what our flag stood for. They were the founding fathers, the mentors of our great grandparent’s generation; believers in Christ whose values and morals meant more than money.

 


Hebrews 13:7

Remember those who led you, who spoke the word of God to you; and considering the result of their conduct, imitate their faith.


 

Now, in stark contrast, the children of today wildly waves intergalactic weapons as their mentors do on the TV and movie screen. Their message to save the world is now about “taking someone out.” Riot gear has become the fashion, a presence of destruction – evolution at work. And as history dictates, these “biblical times” display our kids burning down the cities to prove their strength. Archeologists today will spend a lifetime trying to recover the forgotten history.

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Patrons stand in awe as our children’s mentors kneel in the presence of God to rebuke our heritage.

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Sadly, life is now changing drastically and not for the good. These mentors, rebellions to our way of life, show little respect for our heritage. Their lack of faith in God is NOT an example to young followers. My first thought is, very little pride.

God, our Father, has blessed us with peace and grace. He, my friends, is the greatest mentor of all! Maybe it’s time to look up to Him and follow His Holy Word concerning how we are to raise our new generations. Don’t let our confused children be led astray by bad mentors. Give them the greatest gift of life – God!

Proverbs 22:6

Train up a child in the way he should go, Even when he is old he will not depart from it.

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