Mama Bear

Today at church Pastor talked about Nehemiah and how the Isrealites protected their city. I could not help but think about protecting Eddie.

I want my son to be like his daddy. I want him to feel like vomitting when he sees a woman who is ungodly and promiscuous. Not that he is any better than she is, but I don't want him to fall prey to her deceptive ways. Let me just tell you that the thought of some girl dressing like a hoochie mama in an effort to lure my son sends my blood pressure through the roof. So please, if you have daughters, make sure they dress modestly.

I certainly don't want Eddie to be promiscuous or a ladies man or anything like that. I kinda lean towards not spanking, but I'm pretty sure that if I found out he was participating in sexual activity outside of marriage, I might have to break out the belt -- I don't care how old he is.

I want him to have godly friends and mentors. I don't care if he's a doctor or a lawyer or a welder. I want him to be godly. In order for him to be godly, I have to train him to understand Scripture for himself. I have to teach him how to seek God. I have to be a godly example. That's quite the responsibility.

I guess my prayer is that Eddie's future mother-in-law understands this and raises her daughter in a similar manner.