Confession

Comes not as a shock to almost any reader (I hope), but it is a big step in escaping pride...

After careful analysis and years of observation, prayer and pondering, I have come to the conclusion, only 9 1/2 years after the fact, that my dear wife and I stepped into parenthood unprepared. (I'm going to dare to say that I entered marriage unprepared as well, but that is a subject for a different blog).

I used to think I was a pretty darn good dad, better than average, or most (on my good days). But now I see that I'm just another thick-headed male, stubborn and full of pride and ego, bumbling his way along in half-prayed, scripturally undernourished, taking his wife and children along for the rocky ride of near-adolescent stupidity.

Heaven help us all.

Here now is my plug for scripture memory songs:

the lyrics of a song just popped into my head:
"This I call to mind, in this I have hope, the righteous love of the Lord never ceases. His mercies never come to an end, they are NEW, EVERY MORNING! Great is your Faithfulness!" (Psalm something, something...).

I've heard it said that courage doesn't always express itself in conquering boisterously, but sometimes in just the meek determination to start again fresh yet again tomorrow morning.

So with that, for all my foibles and follies, I will rise tomorrow to try again to be a Godly dad and husband.