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A little boy looked up at his father and said :’Daddy, I love you as much as God can count.”
And the father thought of all the times he had been weary but still he went to his child’s bedroom and still told him a story…or rushed from work to make a ball game that meant so much to his son…and he remembered a host of times when he did not sacrifice or was too busy…and yet his son could say it and mean it, “I love you as much as God can count.”
And he thanked God for his little boy. And he prayed to have more stamina and to do what was right when he could hardly find any stamina…because “Fathers, do not embitter your children, or they will become discouraged.” Colossians 3:21
Ah yes, I thought as I wrote these words. We feed our children's memories...oh but what do we feed them...and how the memories are golden or dross...and how it is never too late to improve the menu.
Yes, even if these children are now grown up and have children of their own.
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Saturday, August 14, 2010
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