Hello dear bloggers!
My father-in-law sent this story my way in an email, and it made me smile. Thought I would share it with you.
A Different Drug Problem:
The other day, someone at a store in our town read that a Methamphetamine lab had been found in an old farmhouse in the adjoining county and he asked me a rhetorical question, "Why didn't we have a drug problem when you and I were growing up?"
I replied, I had a drug problem when I was young: I was drug to church on Sunday morning. I was drug to church for weddings and funerals. I was drug to family reunions and community socials no matter the weather.
I was drug by my ears when I was disrespectful to adults. I was also drug to the woodshed whe I disobeyed my parents, told a lie, brought home a bad report card, did no speak with respect, spoke ill of the teacher or preacher, or if I didn't put for my best effort in everything that was asked of me.
I was drug to the kitchen sink to have my mouth washed out with soap if I uttered a profanity. I was drug out to pull weeds in my mom's garden and flowerbeds and cockleburs out of dad's fields. I was drug to the homes of family, friends, and neighbors to help some poor soul who had no one to mow the yard, repair the clothesline, or chop some firewood, and, if my mother had ever known that I took a single dime as a tip for this kindness, she would have drug me back to the woodshed.
Those drugs are still in my veings and they afferct my behavior in everything i do, say, or think. They are stronger than cocaine, crack, or heroin; and if today's children had this kind of drug problem, America would be a better place.
God bless the parents who drugged us.
For those of you parents out there who grow weary at disciplining your children. Take heart! It will be worth it in the end. Children need boundaries to feel secure, and establishing those boundaries and the role of authority in their lives demonstrates your unwaivering love for them. Also remember the corrective discipline is really only effective based on the amount of positive quality time you have spent with your children. Correction from the mommy or daddy who plays with them, loves them, tickles them, and cherishes them in words and time, is well received. Correction from a stranger doesn't have the good outcome you are looking for.
May the seeds of these precious investments bear an amazing harvest of love in the future!