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By Tara Huff
11/21/06
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Being a Parent of a three year old son is quite a lot of fun. My world is filled with Superman, crayons, John Wayne, swords, trucks and library books. He makes forts, climbs trees, “flies off” of his grandma’s stool, and asks a lot of questions. I was not sure if he was mature enough to join our church’s AWANAS club. I was wrong. He has memorized scripture after scripture, and tells me the stories he has learned, and asks a lot of questions.
In the morning after his sister leaves for school, we have our time together. One of the books we are reading is on the character of a Godly boy. I flipped to a page and there it said, “God’s big boy is Wise.” I chuckled. Well, Creed had the ‘whys’ part down! We are learning about calendars, the days of the week and numbers. We have gone over different letters and sounds, cutting with scissors and we have even been brave and finger painted. He cuts, he paints, he sings, sometimes he holds still, and he asks a lot of questions.
He asks why we can’t see the stars on a cloudy night. He asks why we can’t have noodles for breakfast, and why can’t he watch the Superman cartoon movie just one more time! He asks and asks and asks…
I answer his questions, as many as sanity will allow. And I pray. I pray not just for him, but for my heart as well. I want my son to grow up to be a valiant, honorable man. I am grateful for the example set by the men and women who have served, and currently serve our country in the armed forces. They are defenders and make personal sacrifices, putting into action their valor and honor. These are not just words they say, it is what they live. Sometimes I wonder who rocked these warriors when they were babes. Did their Momma's read stories to them like I read to my son? Did their momma’s heart cry out in fear and in pride when they became soldiers?
I think about the realistic horror of war and shudder. What I can imagine is nothing comparable to the truth. I do not want my boy to go through that. What momma would? Maybe Creed will be a soldier, maybe not. But whatever he grows up to be, I want him to be honorable, like these warriors.
As I see it, I need to pray not just for my son, but for my heart to be strong, strong enough to raise a valiant man. Creed was wearing his light up cape, watching the Superman cartoon, again. “Momma! Superman got knocked down!” “I see that Creed.” “Momma,” Creed asked. “Doos Superman ever get scared?” “Yes, he does.” I answer. “Sometimes, but that doesn’t stop him from getting back up and doing the right thing.” He looked me in the eye with serious resolve. “Okay Momma.” And off he flies.

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