My son comes home!

It has been a long time since Jim has been home and I sit waiting for Jim and Laurie to drive up.  I have sat on the front porch and watched until I am worn out with watching.  All day long I have thought of funny things that have happened in the raising of Jim. (who, by all accounts, was not an easy-raise at times.)   He keeps calling from the road and each time I hear the rising excitement and I am certain he can say the same of me.

What do they want to do?  Where do they want to eat?  Who else do they want to see?  It is all up to them.  All they have to do is ask.  That is how parents seem to be!  We want to live in happy memories!  And we want our children to remember the happy memories!

 

So, Jim I am ignoring your remarks about having to go to Sunday School, Vacation Bible School and all the rest.   You see, I heard you repeat a Bible Verse today and I know that you would never have remembered that verse if I had not "made" you go to church when you preferred to sit at home watching television.  Hey, that is good enough for me!

 

Bible Verse:  "Let ye who is without sin cast the first stone!"  (He even remembered the incident in the Bible about the woman who was going to be stoned)   Double whammy points for me!