As a young girl, I loved playing dress-up in my Mom's clothes and shoes. Although I'm sure she tired of my knocking on the front door for the "umpteenth" time, she would still patiently answer, "Come in Miss Jones". I still strive to be like her, although I know I fail miserably most days. She was a marvelous example of a loving wife and mother.
Two of my favorite photographs are of my sons at about two and six years old, wearing their Daddy's size 12 softball cleats, hat, and ball glove. How quickly the years have passed as they now wear the "Daddy shoes", with sons and daughter to imitate them in what they see and hear.
We spent Father's Day in Georgia with our youngest son, daughter-in-law, and our one-year-old grandson. Always wanting to help when he can, my husband was soon out in the extreme heat, trimming brush, and working on our son's weed eater. That weed eater is a very important tool. Our son took on a second job of cutting and trimming grass at his church so that our daughter-in-law can stay home with their son during these precious early years. Fortunately, the weed eater is operational again...but I had no doubts.
It is so wonderful to see our sons excelling in fatherhood. I am so proud of them. Watching them interact with their children is such a blessing. But why should I expect anything less? They have a wonderful example. Their amazing father doesn't shy away from hard work. He's humble and ethical in his dealing with others. Generally a man of few words, but a man of action, he loves God and his family unconditionally. If there is a need to be met, and it is within his power to make it happen, he will.
Since imitation is the highest form of flattery, and God is the perfect father, shouldn't it be our goal to imitate Him in parenting and life?
Micah 6:8: "He has showed you, O man, what is good; and what does the LORD require of you, but to do justly, and to love mercy, and to walk humbly with your God?"
Copyright 2011 Charlotte Laney
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