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Sunday, September 21, 2014
Any day now I'll be a father again. Before we had Lillian, I always pictured myself having a son. Now I have a hard time imagining myself being a father of a son. I wonder what it will be like if he's really into football or hunting or stuff I know little about. I'm not sure how well a growing young man will do around here being interested in folk music, jazz, poetry or politics. I really appreciate my ol' man's approach to our interests as kids. He was never overbearing, he didn't tell me I was doing something wrong, he let me figure things out on my own, but he put the time in to play with me & help me. He didn't yell from the stands, & he never questioned my coaches.
I'll never forget one time after a basketball game, he told me I was the most talented player on the team. I always thought that strange, when I was in 8th grade & especially now, because I clearly wasn't the most talented player on the team. I wasn't sure if he was trying to boost my self esteem, or what he was doing, but it was clearly uncharacteristic of him to do any kind of ranking of abilities. I appreciated the gesture, though.
Maybe he'll be athletic and get good grades like his mother. I hope I can teach him to stand up for what is right. I hope he has a thirst for learning. My ol' man never gave me any speeches about how a real man acts, I'm not sure if that was intentional or not. I think I got the message from his actions, though, that a true measure of a man isn't how much money he makes or how far he can hit a golf ball, but rather how much he shows others the love of Jesus.
Five Favorite Songs of the Day
Moody's Mood for Love-King Pleasure
Series of Dreams-Bob Dylan
Vito's Ordination Song-Sufjan Stevens
Someday Sparrow-Laura Cantrell
Different Days-Jason Isbell
Happy Sunday, friends.
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