I have made many mistakes and learned many lessons over the years as a parent. It became clear early that when my child felt sad or was hurt, I would feel that pain as well. There have been days when I would wait to talk to one of my children to just gauge how they were doing. I would begin to ask them how their day had gone, was everyone nice to them, did anyone pick on them? I wanted to know how they were doing.
When I was a young boy, I always enjoyed going to visit my grandmother. She was such a joy to be around. All of the grandchildren called her “Mom,” and she would greet us with a big smile and hug and always made us feel special.
There is a saying that I am sure you have heard: Treat others how you want to be treated. It makes a lot of sense. I have used this expression many times and have tried to use it to model how I deal with people.
The third word is from John 19:26–27: Woman, behold your son. Son, behold your mother.
This is all about Mary to me. I find Mary so powerful and impactful in such a quiet and elegant way. At the Feast of Cana, she tells Jesus to perform His first miracle. She exhibits a strength and finesse that are commendable.
This is a blog to anyone who ever wore a snow suit!
When I was young, I was always super excited when the forecast called for a snow storm. As the first flakes began to fall, I would wander into my backyard, lay flat on my back on the ground, and have the snow fall on top of me, hoping it would cover me totally. Of course, this never lasted long, as I would get cold and go back inside for the warmth.