May 17, 2006

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    Mother's Day - A Sad Story


    I don't generally like to tell bad things about myself, but truth is truth. I wish I were a perfect person and didn't do bad things either. I especially wish I didn't hurt and disappoint those whom I love and who also love me. CIP - Penninah and this past Mother's Day.


    Mother's Day is a fixed day on our calendar. You can look up Mother's Day for next year, the year after that and etc. No one can use the excuse that they didn't know when it would be. It only occurs once a year also, so celebration fatigue isn't a reasonable argument either. What am I leading up to? 


    I didn't properly celebrate my wife as the mother of our two children this past weekend. It is also true and important to mention, that this is NOT the first time such a thing has ever happened. I am exceedingly glad to be married and glad according to the particular person that I am married to. I didn't directly mistreat my wife except for the act of neglect. We didn't go out to eat where she would have liked and we didn't do anything else at all. We attempted to go see M:I - 3, but even that I managed to mishandle ( we got there late and my wife won't tolerate missing even one minute of a movie). So these pass few days have been "hard times" between us. I say that I understand how she feels, but that doesn't change the fact that it still hurts to not be treated special on this one day of the year. Talk is cheap. Right action is the only thing that matters in these instances. I share this and other incidents of sin and failure for two specific reasons. First, I trust that I have here in this cyberspace environment, a few good friends. A few decent people who will take this news of my current faults and pray for me. I don't brag about my shortcomings as though it was a good thing. Rather I really wish that things had turned out differently, but it was my fault the way it was. Secondly, I believe that knowing and confessing our sins helps us to stay humble.


    Thanks, in advance, to all my kind friends,


    Shlomo