When Cries the Heart
Life has a way of making clowns out of all of us. I know this from first hand experience.
"He that trusteth in his own heart is a fool; But whoso walketh wisely, he shall be delivered."
Proverbs 28:26
Stringing words together doesn't make a sentence. You can make a long string of words without saying anything sensible. Some statements even with the subject and predicate are nonsense.
I've seen these statements on face book. They have an element of the clever to them, but like a bird with only one wing they fall short.
I had the accusation leveled at me lately that, 'your generation dropped the ball—your generation failed' and...
Some people did it on purpose and some were just pawns. I should have fallen victim to the theories of the 1970's. Theories such as, 'stay at home mothers set their children back'.
Their kids are more dependent and fearful. They aren't self starters. In order to become smart and well adjusted they need to be put into daycare/babysitter mode, and eventually into programs like Headstart.
However, I tenaciously held onto the ideas I had developed as a child: someone has to care for children. If they are going to develop irritating habits, those habits ought to be ones I don't dislike.
I lived the life that my children should have lived. My mother, whether she wanted it or not, was a liberated woman. Grandpa and Grandma were our caretakers. Mom, since she was divorced, had to work outside the home.
I experienced the chaos latch-key kids go through. From the times I did live with my mom, I knew what it was to grow up in a single parent home. I grew up without a father. And really, for the most part, without a mother.
I knew how it scarred children emotionally leaving them vulnerable. I understood first hand someone has to be responsible for children. My sister and I had our Grandparents who were good, honest people. That's a rare bird these days.
My son, Big Fuzzy drives school bus. As such most bus drivers develop a rapport with the kids on their bus. A few years back he had a elementary school aged girl. Her father had left her mother.
The mother and child was living with the grandparents. Then the grandfather also left the home. Imagine how that will influence that young girl.
At a legislative coffee recently the two legislators who were reporting on our state house happenings were asked a question by a teacher. The question was, 'what do you see as the biggest problem in our schools'.
The older legislator chose to answer the question. His background before being elected was a law enforcement officer. His reply shocked the questioner and several others that were with her.
He said, 'the lack of fathers in the home'. There was an audible sucking in of breath. And several said they didn't see that answer coming.
Old Fuzzy also drives bus, and he immediately began taking stock of the second hand families on his bus. That legislator is right. Our children are crying out for stable homes with their own mom and own dad. Not mom and someone else, or dad, and his someone else.
Truly, when you destroy the homes of the nation you destroy the nation. So while women are arguing about their right to 'work outside the home', Satan has entered in and like the wolf, is snatching and ravening their home and their children.
It is time for adults to stand up and take responsibility. Moms and dads need to stay together, love each other and love their children. Love them more than themselves.
