Archive for May, 2009

The Windshield and Love for a Child

 

 

As I was driving through an industrial section of town, a few days ago, I happened to notice a windshield repair company sitting next to, of all things, a child care.

Thinking the site a little odd, I gave a moment of thought to the meaning of both.

I thought of the reasons for there to be a windshield repair establishment in this part of town.  With the industrial nature of the area, it is not uncommon for sand and relatively large gravel to coat the street, more than likely having fallen from large dump trucks conveying sand and gravel from nearby pits for use in manufacturing facilities in the area.

These grains of sand and gravel can be picked up by tires of passing vehicles and rocketed into the windshield of other vehicles.  Each grain of sand striking the glass on oncoming vehicles digs into the smooth surface gouging a very small, almost imperceptible, piece of glass.  Each strike rendering damage that is almost impossible to repair.

With each successive grain of sand, another crater is created, moment by moment, day upon day, the onslaught continues as the drivers pass by unaware of the damage being done.  Slowly the accumulation of gouges and craters take away a portion of the smooth, transparent surface of the windshield, until there are more damaged areas than not.

The final recourse is to replace the windshield altogether and discard the damaged one.  The only way to avoid repeated damage to the new windshield is to take another path to work.

The child care, not unlike the glass repair establishment, takes in children in varying stages of injury.  Some are injured by well meaning parents who, in an effort to control or guide their children, use harsh words or cutting criticism that tear away small pieces of the shining new surface of an innocent child’s heart.  In most cases parents don’t intend harm.  They are running late for work, or the traffic is heavy, they are working in a high stress situation and the child is not cooperative.  Sometimes they are just trying to help the child avoid the same mistakes they have made themselves.  Perhaps their child will be more successful than they are.

What ever the reason, moment by moment, day upon day, the onslaught continues, as parents go about their lives unaware of the subtle damage their words are doing.  Each word, however intended, creating gouges and craters in the pure shining heart of a child, created by God, and given everything necessary to be successful in life.  Slowly this accumulation of gouges and craters tears away enough of the heart of the child that they slip into something they were not created to be.

There is no way to remove the old, damaged heart of a child and replace it with a new one.  Every attempt to do so will, in fact, drive the child further from who they are and into someone they are not.

Fortunately the child, unlike the windshield, can be repaired.  As parents we must pay close attention to the words we use and the actions we take.  We must audit our intentions and assure they are driven by love and not some other reason.

We are told in Proverbs “Pleasant words are a honeycomb, Sweet to the soul and healing to the bones”. (Proverbs 16:24)

Nothing is truer; we can control the words we speak.  If we understand the impact of what we say, we can make a difference in the lives of our children.

Like a shiny new windshield, we hold, in our children, a certain amount of satisfaction.  Knowing we can safely see what the future brings.

Keep them clean and mind the roads you direct them down and your words of love will heal their broken and pitted hearts.

En servicio como padre

Dave

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Who is your favorite Veteran…Memorial Day 2009

Happy Memorial Day!

Half way through this Memorial Day weekend it dawned on me that, being a veteran, it would be really cool if someone provided a place for readers to tell the story of their favorite veteran.American Flag

Padre Steve in his blog Padtesteve’s World did a magnificent job of remembering the great men and women who have had a significant impact on his life and career. I highly recommend you check in on his post: “Remembering the Veterans in my Life….Memorial Day 2009”.

Before you go, take a moment to comment on this blog about Your favorite Veteran. My readers and I would be extremely grateful and Statue of Libertyproud to read about those who have and still are putting their country ahead of their personal ambitions to make our lives a little safer.

I will lift each one up in a prayer of thanksgiving for their sacrifice, and pray for their good health and protection. I further encourage everyone who reads these accounts to do the same. It is the least we can do on this Memorial Day 2009.

God Bless you all.

En Servicio Como Padre

Dave

Bowling and the American Way of Life

Do you ever feel like you are on a game show called “Bowling for Recognition”?

The purpose of the game is for you to stand right next to a bunch of your fellow workers as your boss rolls one ball after another at you until he knocks you down.

If you happen to be the last one standing, then, you get some recognition.

Much in the American way of life has begun to feel that way for countless Americans. No matter how hard you try, there seems to be someone rolling that ball at you.

The outcome of this way of life is loss of pride, self respect, confidence, and our willingness to step outside the boundaries to try something new.
What I see happening in the life of Americans, is a slow abdication of our desire and ability to create.

With the loss of creativity comes the inability to dream. Without dreams we loose the ability to get excited about the possible. Once we loose the ability to consider possibilities, we begin to focus on the material. Focused totally upon material items, man now becomes enslaved to the means by which he acquires material goods, and finally, man becomes less creative.

Each successive cycle, from loss of creativity to loss of creativity, take us further from a relationship and understanding of the Creator that made us.

As we draw further from the Creator, we feel less sure and more vulnerable. Being more vulnerable creates stress. Stress layered upon stress, creates and unhealthy environment and sickness and/or depression take their toll on the human body.

The American way of life has become a series of chain reactions much like the bowling pins. One falls, striking the next and the next until a huge part of what we have known is missing.

Too many of us have made this American way of life a god to us. “To have and to hold”, in the marriage vows, has taken on a material tone. We have become less spiritual and more material with each successive generation.
The hopelessness of the situation has caused many to seek relief in the form of anger, drugs, sex, alcohol, gambling, atheism, and the blind vote for anyone who promises change.

The answer to the whole situation is unbelievably simple. If we return to where we started, back to where creation began, we will find the answer. You see, creation is the beginning of life, and in life there is hope, and in hope there is promise, and in fulfilled promise, there is joy, and in joy there is more life.

In the beginning; “God spoke: “Let us make human beings in our image, make them reflecting our nature So they can be responsible for the fish in the sea, the birds in the air, the cattle, And, yes, Earth itself, and every animal that moves on the face of Earth.” God created human beings; he created them godlike, Reflecting God’s nature. He created them male and female. God blessed them: “Prosper! Reproduce! Fill Earth! Take charge! Be responsible for fish in the sea and birds in the air, for every living thing that moves on the face of Earth.” Then God said, “I’ve given you every sort of seed-bearing plant on Earth And every kind of fruit-bearing tree, given them to you for food. To all animals and all birds, everything that moves and breathes, I give whatever grows out of the ground for food.” And there it was. God looked over everything he had made; it was so good, so very good! It was evening; it was morning – Day Six”. (Genesis 1: 26-31; The Message)

It is good, so very good! Get off the receiving end of the bowling alley. A relationship with God, returns us to the heart of Love and Life.

En Servicio Como Padre


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