that Fish woke up this morning, snuggled into bed with me and asked, "can we slap bad guys?" To which my thought is, "exactly what did you dream about?!"
I inform him that it would not be nice to slap anyone, bad guys included.
He then confides to me "When I grow up, I want to be a POLICE OFFER!!" (no, that is not a misspelling)
I have to admit that while I applauded his decision and hugged him and told him how proud I was of him, inside, my heart sank. I am embarrassed and ashamed that it did, but it did.
My selfish-self reared it's ugly head. I couldn't help but think of all the good men in this field today that put their lives on the line every day of the week all in the name of justice. I don't want my baby to fall prey to some "bad guy" out there.
Quickly, I admonished myself and considered that Fish's call may well be to become a POLICE OFFER, and who am I to stand in his way.
then I prayed it was just a phase...
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I recently spent a year praying for the safe return of my soldier from war. He's surprised he escaped without a scratch, considering all the crazy things he did. I'm certain it was the prayer, forming a sort of cushion of all around him which could not be penetrated. Our four year old son seems, so far, highly inclined to follow in his daddy's footsteps. Of course, I'll never tell him how much I'll worry about him, or that he should choose a "safe" job. I'll keep my fear and worry to myself and pray for my soldier, as I've been doing all these many years, and I'll pull out his picture now and then and brag to my friends, "My son is a soldier!"
Thank you for this, Jennie. I know that I will be praying many prayers for all of my children, but especially for Fish. He seems to be so close to the Lord, but loves the excitement of the dangerous life as well...
the beauty of motherhood (and the reality) is captured so well in your writing. the ups and downs and the love through it all. this is a beautiful place and i will enjoy my time here.
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