Day 6 Doxology: This is a special praise God moment for
me. At some point parenting changed and
no one told me. Lately it seems that I
can seldom say the right thing.
Encouragement is perceived as sarcasm; discipline is taken as unfair,
stuffy, out-of-touch, or even worse unloving. This morning I did something that
felt so right. I took J-2 to
Huddle House for breakfast. We
slept in, got up late, and drove to eat breakfast then I checked her in late
for school. She got her
usual-strawberry waffles with no whip cream and a side of hash browns. I got anything pork with double hash
browns. We sat and laughed and tried
to name the songs that were being drowned by breakfast conversation and Fox
News from nearby. What we didn’t discuss
were chores, the future, stinkin’ boys, her hair, her make-up, her clothes, or anything
that I might have thought she had done wrong. As a result, I think we both savored every minute, and every bite. It’s the first time in a long time, I
felt like a father. J-2 is a
special daughter that I do not deserve…both she and God are worthy to be
praised. Today, different from
other days, I taught by action and not by words.
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