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Tuesday, September 25, 2012

Teaching Sons



We have four sons.
From the time they were born, my Husby taught them to honour women.
His approximate words?
“In the creation process, Heavenly Father made the earth and everything on it. With each day, the things He made were more and more beautiful. His final, greatest creation? Woman. How are you going to treat God's greatest creation?”
He also told them that their Father would find someone very special for them to marry.
But they had to pray for her now.
All of them took his teachings to heart.
They treat women – all women - with a kindness and respect that is, unfortunately, seldom seen in the modern world.
Even as small boys, they were gentlemen.
And they prayed.
When our third son, Duff, was eight, his teacher asked her class if they prayed.
It was a class of seven boys.
Each of them nodded.
She handed out pieces of paper and pencils.
“I want you to write down the things that you pray for,” she said.
Dutifully, the boys took their pieces of paper and began to make a list.
When they had finished, their teacher gathered them up and glanced through them.
I should probably note here that the first Nintendo play system was just new.
And wonderful.
And greatly sought after.
Certainly by the small boys in this class.
Back to my story . . .
At the head of every list, each of them had carefully recorded, 'Nintendo'.
Except for one.
At the top of one little eight-year-old boy's list was, 'wife'.
Our son's.
His teacher stared at it.
Then she looked at Duff.
“You're praying for a wife?” she asked, somewhat sceptically.
“Dad told us if we started praying now, we would get someone special,” Duff told her. “Like he did.”
With tears in her eyes, the teacher told us the story.
And brought tears to mine.
I had heard my Husby teaching our children.
But it was at that moment that I realized just what he was teaching them.
And that they were learning it.

10 comments:

  1. Well shoot...now I can't see to type. You really got yourself one special guy.

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  2. What a touching story. For a Dad to love his wife and to teach his boys about what love is.

    I also taught my sons but my oldest was on the net and always hurt by women who are not serious and play games thinking they can hide behind a screen. He once came running to tell me about this poor abused girl (who was sitting at the computer screen WITH HER MOTHER laughing). He said she needed help and we should try to help her. I listened to the story and it seemed far fetched. I told him this can't be.She has social services and the police. I think she is pulling your leg. He couldnt believe it.A person wouldn't say or do such things cause they weren't funny. Well then he calmed down but I agree. People are cruel.

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    1. I think it is so sad when good young men are deceived. when any good people are deceived. I'm so sorry.

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  3. Good for Duff! Was there a Nintendo anywhere in his list?

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  4. You took my breath away, little boy. I hope his prayer comes/has come true.

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    1. It hasn't yet, but we keep praying!

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  5. Oh my gosh Diane, this made me cry... how beautiful. It must be so wonderful to be with a man that treasures you so much;)

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