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And one more preacher man fell today.
Some responsibilities are too much.
I admit I do wrong.
When I was a little biddy boy my momma would rock me in a cradle. From then on life went down hill.
Today i preached to little guys. If I mess up, they stumble. Please stop and think about that. It applies to your life also.
Big deal if I do wrong for myself and cause issues in my life. I do not worry, clients, my wife, my friends, my children and my bosses will straighten me out. If I listen and have an open heart I will do better and correct wrongs. I will make money and feed those I must feed and provide a roof for those who count on me.
There is a great guy and there was a great guy.
billybuc is my great teacher. He taught children for years. Now he teaches us children how to write better and more importantly HOW to love better. I do not think he has ever made a mistake in teaching me. That is really hard to do.
There was a man they called Rabbi and friend. As far as I know he never messed up teaching. He was good at asking questions to make us think. And he never ever forgot to add encouragement -- Like he would say: "your faith has made your well",,, instead of taking the credit. He walked around and had no home, but he liked it and kept on teaching.
My pappy loved me to death. He never taught me wrong. My older son has taught me well and never made a mistake.
But I tell you, my mother made many mistakes. And she suffered for it. In her early stages of failing she begged forgiveness. But she did not beg forgiveness for what she had done but how she had failed and made my older sibling the dirty rotten dog he is.
My sibling does not bother me. But the fear that I could help produce ugliness of spirit seriously worried me.
So I say to my friends, stay away from the children
Do not even go there. The burden is too heavy. The shackles are forever. One mistake and one child goes astray you have failed like the devil falling into a burning ring of fire. The Stakes are too high, mistakes too amplified and blameworthy. Trim roses and plant daisy's but do not coach soccer or softball or little league.
Do not walk down a street in Mogadishu with a gun. Do not go into villages in north Vietnam. Do not seek out Taliban in Afghanistan. Do not bring water to towns in Syria.
Stay on the sidelines. Watch from the bleachers but do not enter the battlefields of life. Please my friends run and hide.
For today I made one child stumble
It is a beast within me that I am not perfect. I did not reach him. He did not feel my love. I am the fool.
But God loves us fools and idiots and drunks. He gave me another chance. My hand could not reach further but something lifted the child back to my arms. Today I barely got by. Tomorrow I may not be so graced.
I am not that strong.
So call out today and tomorrow to a teacher of the young and preacher to the youth and rabbi to the young and lift them up. Lest they stumble and bring a child down with them.
You belong to be free
I must admit i tried to provoke you.
Perhaps in love we can raise the children. Perhaps in love we can rise up the children. Perhaps when we pass one child will remember what we taught.