The Boy Teacher and the Father Student 1
When We Stop Questioning, We Start Dying.
Many times a person of some age teaches children. It would seem that this is questionable at best. We were cruising down the road so fine and an older man pulled up next to us in a Ferrari. The boy noticed that the old man had a brand new car. And he queried why an old man would need something shiny and new. I was stumped as it made no sense to me either. And yet I had had the boy all shiny and new in my later age.
It brought to mind that a person is not their progeny or their things. So the banter began. Why is it wrong for an old man to have the brand new and fancy? “Well because he will be old and dead before the car. Why have a thing that outlasts you?” But son, you will outlast me, God willing. “But dad you will always be. And I will always be as our souls do not die, as you taught me. And so the car has no soul so the old man will outlast his ‘thing’.” See how you came full circle around on that? Deep thought.
“Dad why do we have things?” Wonderful question my son. From our Native American culture we do not “have” things. And if we are attached to them, they have us. “Ok dad I think I get it. I sure love this old car you drive it seems like we are a part of it.” Well son perhaps it is the memories that we associate with the car. Associate is like when a place or thing reminds you of something or a feeling. Do you know what I mean? “Yes dad I associate mommy with love – is that the same?” I think you get it son.
My son you are asking the right questions. I have answers to them. But I am afraid you will not have your own answers if I answer them for you. Let us listen to music for a bit and think in our own mind. “But dad!” Shish and ponder son.
“Dad I am bored”. I would hope so son. Does the boredom make you at peace or aggravate you? “I never get that crazy idea of yours about peace” “I don’t even get it when they say it at church, I mean what does ‘peace upon you’ mean anyway?”
Are you my son? “Yes”. Are you my servant? “No but I have to do what you say”. Excellent and smarter than I am boy. Do you obey out of fear or respect? Long pause. “Both daddy”. Is it the fear of being wrong or the fear of my being mad at you? “I already answered that it is both”. Have I beaten you son? “No Dad but you could”. Have I done anything at all to make you respect me? “Well dad you have respected me”.
Just a Thought
Adult Son Assists Father
The Appreciation of Appreciation
The journey takes longer than expected. They pull over and walk up a slope and do criss cross pee pee in the dirt. The father grabs a bunch of dirt and then some sage brush and crushes them in his hand. Then he tells the boy to smell it. And asks if the boy can tell the difference between the sage and the dirt it came from. And then two hands full and the same question. The boy is frustrated and cannot say. The father explained that this was taught him from the grandfather of the Hopi Thurman Juschangiva. The sage is born of all that it grows from, there is little difference from our beginning to our end, we are born of the earth and so we are part of it. The boy still seemed confused. It was easy to explain. Son, breathe deep four times as I showed you. Now smell the dirt and sage. “Dad that just smells the same only stronger”. Yes, if the scent is respected then it grows even deeper in our hand.
Time passed as they passed through a pass. Songs played from the speakers. The boy took his look away from the window and asked; “Am I part of you or are you part of me?” The man sighed and asked what is the difference? “So we are just part of each other?”. “And so uncle Brian and my brother Brooks are part of us too?.” That sounds about right little buddy.
“Dad you told me that everyone has love, you do know that is crazy?” “My friend Cameron does not seem like he loves anyone.” Son do not look at the man, look into him. “But dad, mommy said that you have hurt people, how can that be love?” That is a very good question son. Perhaps another time. “no daddy explain why you have hurt someone”. Sometimes to save a good person we have to hurt another person. We are not given a choice sometimes. We are called to protect the innocent like you. To do that, some may have to be hurt. But for me it is in the words that I hurt others not the fist.
“Dad, would you die for me”. If I had no other choice then of course. There was a pause. Conversation ended but the deep thoughts had were eerily shared.
Outstanding in His Field
Who? - Just Who Deserves the Blessing of Children
Just A Mystery
Son, are you doing well right now or do you feel upset? “Dad do you remember that you told me I should stop crying for myself?” Of course son, we need to feel what we feel and then act accordingly. If you cry for yourself what gain is there? I believe tears should be reserved for others and when we are overwhelmed with a showing of love. “Dad sometimes I need to cry for myself”. Yep son I get it. Maybe I am saying it wrong. If your feelings are such that you need to cry then cry. Do not hide it or be ashamed. But, be careful so you aren’t just feeling sorry for yourself.
I believe that we should always remember our friend that we do not know who walks without shoes 2 miles for school and a mile for water. We have the faucet and can walk for fun the ¾ of mile to get to school. Hey let’s do it again with dribbling basketballs the whole way and the competition of who can go the longest.
“Dad, I know this is a weird question but why did you and mommy fall in love?” “It just seems so strange that you found each other out of billions of people”. Hey buddy I am with you on that. You know that deal with the Father, Son and Holy Spirit all being one? “Sure dad and you said it was just a mystery”. Right on the money son, you might get some ice cream when we get home. Well two people in love with each other at the same time, well that is a mystery also. Sorry no answer except that it is what it is. Kind of strange if you ask, me which you did.