Monday, July 30, 2012


Yesterday Wyatt and I stopped at 7-11 to pick up some water.  We grabbed our water and got in line behind a large group of dressed up college age boys buying gobs of beer.  As Wyatt held my hand, I saw him studying these boys, watching their every move.  I tried to talk with Wyatt to drown out their salty language but we couldn't avoid hearing the disrespectful way they spoke to the cashier.

As I buckled Wyatt into his car seat, I asked him what he noticed about the boys in 7-11.  He said, "Mommy, they were not talking kind to the worker, and I saw one kick another in the booty.  That wasn't nice."

I blinked back tears as I buckled my own seatbelt, thinking about my sweet four year old son becoming twenty.  I wonder who he will be and pray that his life is a reflection of the love of Jesus.

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