Steve Evans wrote a thought-provoking post today entitled “Toeing the Line“. (http://bycommonconsent.com/2013/03/09/toeing-the-line/)
I particularly loved the ending – and I think it applies to many of the things we discuss here.
My 6-year-old son is made of better stuff than me in that respect. When I hurt my foot I sat on the couch, holding the toe, testing how I could move it and wincing in pain. He came up to me and gently put his hand on my leg. “It’ll be alright Daddy,” he said softly. “It hurts right now but you will feel better soon, I promise.” I could hear my own words echoed back at me from times when I’d comforted him with a scrape or a bruise. Then he asked me if he could give me a blessing on my foot: “a special prayer,” he called it. I told him that I would really like it if he would give me that blessing. My boy knelt down on the floor next to me, folded his arms and bowed his head, and offered up a soft, heartfelt prayer to his Father in Heaven that my toe would feel better and that I would be able to play with him again soon. Afterwards he looked up at me expectantly and asked if I was feeling better.
I was.