Worldview Wednesday: Ambassadors of love

I took my son to camp a couple weeks ago. I know that he is 13, going into 8th grade and for all intents and purpose is a young man, hardly a little boy. Yet, it was hard for me to drop him off and leave. I was not worried about him. I was sad because I knew that I would miss him. You see, I like my children and they like each other. This affection for one another did not happen by chance it has been carefully cultivated within our family. Kindness and edification are values that define us. The world will tear us down. Our homes should be a place of discipleship making where we are build up and encouraged in love. I want my children to know that we love them no matter what, enjoy and like them for the people that they are and want them to be with us and near us.


While dropping him off, I took the babies to the playground and spoke with a girl who was probably around 8. Her family was dropping her brother off at camp. She was glad he was going to camp and expressed that she did not like her brother. When the dad came to the playground after checking the brother in, their conversation revolved around how glad they were to drop the brother off and what a great week they would have without him. What message was sent to that boy? I would say even if it was said under the guise of a joke (I say guise because this is really NOT funny) it tore him down and devalued him as a part of that family.

God designed our families to be a light to the culture around us. Ever since the first Christian families in Rome, Christian families have been different! They loved their children and saw them as a gift from God. They loved each other and instead of sacrificing children to the god's of Baal they founded orphanages and adopted them. When I gave our son the second good bye kisses and hugs, he was turning a little red. One of the boys at that table observing this said, "my parents barely slowed the van down before they dropped me off." He was saying my parents don't love me or care enough about me to stick around. They were glad to see me go. That young man recognized something different in our family and recognized a longing in himself to have that something different. Our family relationships represent the love of Christ to a lost culture. We are ambassadors of a very different love. It does not matter how big our churches are, it does not matter how many programs we run, or how many good things we do if we can not share that love with our own families.

A Great Quote from Voddie Baucham

“I believe one of the greatest crutches in the church is the nursery. Parents who have neglected to train their children have very little encouragement to do so when there is a place to hide them. The father who should be up in arms by the time he gets home from church because of the embarrassment to which his child subjected him ends up going home with a clear conscience while the nursery worker takes a handful of aspirin.” -Voddie Baucham

As someone who has swolled my fair share of apirin I can only say Amen! Or as Voddie says, "if you can't say amen then you had better say ouch!

Worldview Wednesday: Dockers Ad

Its hard to read, so here it is in full text, so here it is: the man-ifesto. "Once upon a time, men wore pants, and wore them well. Woman rarely had to open doors and little old ladies never crossed the street alone. Men took charge because that's what they did. But, somewhere along the way, the world decided it no longer needed men. Disco by disco, latte by foamy non fat latte, men were stripped of their khakis and left stranded on the road between boyhood and androgyny. But today there are questions our genderless society has no answers for. The world sits ideally by while cities crumble, children misbehave, and those little old ladies remain on one side of the street. For the first time since bad guys we need heroes. We need grown ups. We need men to put down the plastic fork, step away from the salad bar and untie the world from the tracks of complacency. Its time to get your hands dirty. Its time to answer the call of manhood. Its time to wear the pants."

As you can imagine Dockers is now being charged with sexism, gay bashing, and anything else that the feminist lobby can think of. For myself, I am thrilled to have a husband who wears his pants, and wears them well. We are raising our son to wear his pants and to wear them well. I see a new pair of Dockers in both of their futures. They don't need new pants I just feel a need to support this company!