And a very interesting article…
I am raising a son myself.. My wife and I are attempting to ensure he lives his life with values and goodness, with kindness and manners. But we know, from experience and common sense, that there will be an endless amounts of paths he can take, and some we want him to take that he won’t.. Innocent little Ayden, now just under the age of three, is going to be faced with an abrasive world. We know that, too..
And even more troubling to me, the people he surrounds himself with will often lead him into barren and endless abysses, just because they can.
We may give him the every bit of knowledge to be wholesome and pure, but he will be up against so many who are not.
Parenting is difficult. I never expected some of the most difficult things about it, though, would be the unknown–those future times when we may get disappointed in a child we love so much. But it’s all apart of growing up and growing old.
My only prayer is that when my wife and I grow to a ripe old age, if God allows us to, we see our son grow to make us proud.
Isn’t that the dream of any parent?
