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My son, Brian, bow fishing at Lake Moultrie, SC

My son, Brian, bow fishing at Lake Moultrie, SC

My two sons have been out on their own for many years.  The oldest, Brian, lives in Folly Beach, South Carolina where he loves his life and work.  The youngest, Jason, lives in Louisville with his wife and two-year-old daughter.  He and I work for the same company.  I have many reasons to be thankful as a dad for each of my boys.  I am grateful for the life lessons they taught me as we experienced this father-son thing by trial and error over many years.  I hope there are some important lifelong lessons they have learned from me, either from my good example or from their resolve not to follow my bad example.

It isn’t possible to go back and redo one’s life as a parent, and I don’t sit around beating myself up for what I didn’t do well.  That would be pointless.  Every parent does some things well and other things poorly.  However, I can’t help but reflect on the whole experience from time to time and think of things I would change if I had the chance to do it all over again.  This post reflects on those changes.  Perhaps some of the following will resonate with new dads or dads-to-be in a way that encourages them to avoid my mistakes.  Of course, the principles apply to moms and moms-to-be as well.  Maybe there is still time for me to take my own advice in years to come as opportunities arise.

While there are things I think I did well, this post is about what I would do different, so here they are:

1. Commit to fewer things outside the home.  Kids need time with their parents, so parents need to realize that once they make the decision to bring children into this world, nurturing, raising, educating and shaping those children is now a significant priority for the next couple of decades (at least).

I’m one who likes to commit to a lot of tasks, pushing myself to accomplish much.  That is still evident in the post from earlier this year about my goals for 2013.  I’m already thinking about some significant goals for 2014.  As a result, time at home and time with my boys suffered from such commitments.  It is still really hard for me to just have down time to chill.  For example, I multitask if the TV is on by checking various websites or social media sites, jogging in place to make sure I reach 10,000 steps for the day, doing some mindless chores or plowing through emails that have piled up.  But to just sit and enjoy some show or movie?  Not likely.

The danger with such a bent toward multitasking and over-committing is that you can see your child as just one more demand on your schedule competing for limited time that is already spread too thin.  It doesn’t help that people are typically having children when they are young and also eager to climb the corporate ladder or establish themselves professionally.  Competition for attention is built in to the stage of life.  No wonder our hair turns gray.  We earn it.

There were too many times when I inwardly considered requests from my sons to play or do something else as a hindrance in me getting other things done that were on my list.  My boys should never have a reason to think that they are an interruption or not as important as other things I’m doing.  They are potentially the most significant mark I will leave on this planet when I’m gone, so why would I not invest the most time possible in them?  They deserve it because of who they are and because I love them.

Daughter-in-law Lauren, granddaughter Abby, and Jason

2. Be slow to anger.  Parenting is tough and it can be very tiring.  Heck, life can be tiring with or without kids.  It is easier to react emotionally and inappropriately when you’re tired or frustrated, and I know I did that too often raising my boys (reminder: once is too often for this behavior).  I remember times when there was fear in their eyes and body language because I lost control, yelling at them or spanking too harshly.  What made me angriest was disobedience.  I believe it’s OK to spank, but not out of anger and not excessively.

If I had little ones around again, I’d work harder to remain in control of my emotions.  I’d know to keep my mouth shut at the height of a potentially explosive moment, excusing myself while I found a way to calm down before speaking or acting in a way I would later regret.  I would never want to be the reason for fear in the eyes of my kids.  As their dad, I need to be a safe haven, a protector, a solid rock they turn to for security, not some out-of-control maniac frightening them with his anger.  They deserve better than that.

I don’t want to give the wrong impression and make anyone think such behavior was a daily or frequent occurrence in our home.  It wasn’t.  But the few times I can recall it happening were still wrong and I wish I had been slower to anger, even when they disobeyed.  Children don’t know what we know or have the same priorities and perspectives we have, nor should we expect them to.  They’re kids.  We need to remember that.

3. Love their mother more.  It’s important for children to see their parents love one another, support each other, be kind to each other, be friends with each other, maturely resolve conflicts, and model the kind of relationship you hope the children one day grow up to have with their spouses.  While I love my wife of nearly 34 years, she and I are extremely different in many significant ways.  That opens the door to us doing our own things separately with much of our time, sometimes making fun of those differences or even being irritated by them.

What did our children think about and what did they learn from the relationship Linda and I modeled in the home?  It is sobering to realize that the example we set is what our children are going to grow up thinking is normal.  What we say about such relationships doesn’t carry nearly as much weight as the example we set in the home day after day.  Was that example consistent with what we said?  Was I the spouse I should have modeled for my boys?  Sometimes I got it right, but I know many times I did not.

Brian, Jason and me sporting our Kentucky and Ale-8 gear

Brian, Jason and me sporting our Kentucky and Ale-8 gear

4. Be more of a spiritual leader.  There is a big difference between being active in one’s church or religious community and being a spiritual leader in the home.  As one who was in a ministerial role during some of my sons’ formative years, I know I lived out my faith in a number of ways, but did I do a good job in the home?  Did I talk about matters of faith in everyday circumstances when teachable moments arose?  Did I pray with and for my boys enough?  Did I lead my family in devotions and clearly explain the gospel to them in word and in deed (and, yes, explaining the gospel takes words, not just a good example)?

As a Christian who understands far more about matters of faith today than when my boys were young, I’d sure like a do-over in this area because I think I did a poor job.  Like many parents, I put too much emphasis on what the boys should be learning and doing in church as opposed to what I should be teaching them in the home.  I have since captured in black and white what I believe to be the heart of my faith and shared it with them in personal hand-written letters, but that isn’t the same when they are adults as what you might do over many formative years when they are under the same roof.

Ultimately, each person makes his/her own decisions in matters of faith.  What parents do or do not do is no guarantee of what their children will grow up to believe or how they will behave.  Still, the proverb to “train up a child in the way he should go” (Proverbs 22:6) rings true as good advice today for parents who care about influencing their children’s spiritual life.  To abdicate that responsibility for any reason, especially the currently popular notion of not wanting to influence the child in religious/spiritual matters, is not an option for one who cares about parenting in a manner consistent with biblical principles.  I didn’t abdicate the responsibility, but I didn’t fulfill it as well as I could have, either.

So…

When I ponder how I might sum up in one statement what I would do different as a dad if I had the chance to do it over, I think I’d summarize by saying this…

I’d take them fishing more often.

Wait!  Hear me out… My boys loved to fish just as I did as a boy.  They were fascinated by it and loved it when their Grandpa would take them on occasion.  When I look at the items listed above, this one act captures the essence of what I would do different in a practical way:

  • More fishing together would mean fewer non-family-time commitments outside the home.
  • It’s hard to get angry with your boys when you’re sitting on the side of a pond enjoying nature and experiencing the excitement of that nibble or catch.
  • Sometimes the most loving thing a dad can do for a mom is to take the kids away for some father-son time and leave Mom to rest or catch her breath, joyful that her husband and children are out having fun and bonding.  I would invite her to go fishing, too, but I don’t think she’d be much interested.
  • When waiting for the fish to bite, you have to talk about something, and what better to talk about in such a setting than our awesome Creator and His magnificent world, how He loves us and what He expects from us?

A few decades ago, I confess that I might have considered spending time fishing as a bother and a waste of time when there was so much else to be done.  I regret that.  My boys needed that experience and time with me, and I needed it with them.  My sons and I did have fun and still do.  I think I have a very good relationship with both of them, but it could have been better earlier if I had done something as simple as taking them fishing more often.

If you’re the parent of young children or you expect to be in the future, be the best parent and spouse in the present that you can be.  Learn from the mistakes and experiences of others before your kids are grown and out of the house.  You don’t get a do-over raising your children.

Body Mind SpiritTo start 2013, I want to share with you my goals.  In an attempt to be fairly well-rounded in them, I have made sure to include some in the categories of body, mind and spirit.  I make them public to invite you to hold me accountable.

Goals for my body:

1. Keep my weight at or below 150 pounds.  After reaching my top weight of 167 last March, I decided in June 2012 to get back to 150 where I hovered for many years until the 2011 Thanksgiving-Christmas holidays.  I reached that goal on July 26, 2012 and am glad to say I’ve not had a day since then above 150, including the most recent holiday stretch.  I know many advise you not to weigh yourself daily, but I do it, anyway.  What I weigh each morning determines how many meals I eat that day.  It works for me.

2. Walk/jog/run a total of 10,000 steps per day three days per week.  My company, Humana, supplies pedometers to employees and encourages activity for our health with periodic campaigns, competitions and ongoing ways to earn rewards for healthy behaviors.  A reasonable goal of about five miles per day three days per week helps me do that.  So does having a dog that needs a lot of exercise.

3. Average at least six hours of sleep per night.  I know this doesn’t sound like enough, but I assure you it is more than I have averaged in many years.  Of all that I do to my body, lack of sleep is probably the worst, so I need to do much better in this regard.

Goals for my mind:

1. Read a book every other week.  In a normal year, I read many thousands of pages of information, but it’s mostly online – articles, reports, surveys, studies, blogs, etc.  I don’t read that many books in a typical year.  For 2013, I want to finish one every other week and then write a book review or blog about it in some way.

2. Blog every other day (at least).  Having achieved the every day blog goal for 2012, I’m cutting that in half for 2013, although I’m sure I’ll still have back-to-back days occasionally now that I’m in the habit (such as this week).  2013′s blog posts will be a variety of reflections on life and work like most of 2012′s, plus book reviews and other things that strike my fancy along the way.  The subheading change for the blog reflects this as now it reads “like a blog of chocolates – you never know what you’re gonna get” (obviously a take-off on the line from the movie Forrest Gump).  I won’t impose the 366-word limit per post this year, but I’ve learned the value of brevity both in forcing me as writer to be clear and in attracting readers, so I promise not to get too long-winded.

3. Continue to follow My 3 Words: Ground, Stretch, Reflect.  This is the framework with which I approached each day in 2012:  ground myself daily in that which is most important and foundational to me, stretch myself to excel and do more than others expect, then take time to reflect on the day to be sure I learn from it.  I’ll capture many of those reflections in the every-other-day posts.  The framework worked so well in 2012 that I see no need to change it for 2013.

4. Double the blog’s readership from 10,000 views in 2012 to 20,000.  While this isn’t entirely up to me, there are things I can do to be more intentional about promoting readership.  This means I’ll have to learn about the subject and do more than just post on Facebook, Twitter and LinkedIn when I publish a new post.

5. Continue to write hand-written letters to my sons.  It may be only once or twice for the year, but it is important to capture in black and white significant memories and thoughts to pass on to the next generation.  This goal might cross the “mind” and “spirit” categories.

Goals for my spirit:

1. Finish reading the ESV Study Bible and read half of The Apologetics Study Bible.  I’ve read the Bible cover to cover 20+ times in my life (and need to continue until it sinks in this thick skull), but the last several times have been focused on also reading all of the study notes that are part of certain study Bibles.  I’ve read the MacArthur Study Bible and The Evidence Bible in recent years, and about half of the ESV Study Bible, so I want to finish the ESV (English Standard Version) this year and get at least halfway through The Apologetics Study Bible.  Reading about 3-4 chapters per day plus the accompanying notes will do the trick, so I’ll start with five chapters per day to make sure it gets done.  If you’d like a handy half-sheet chart of all the chapters of the Bible to mark off on your own pursuit of reading it through, you’ll find one I created here.

2. Review 100 Bible memory verses weekly.  For the last several years I have worked on remembering the same 100 Bible verses that I chose years ago as my top 100 should I be stranded on some deserted island without a Bible.  You’ll find them here.  (And I’ll keep hoping for that “stranded on a deserted island” thing!)

3. Come to some resolution to an unsettled situation where I worship.  I’ll spare you the details, but tension, dissension and unhappiness don’t exactly lead to spiritual health in any body of believers.  I don’t know what the answer is, but I know the situation can’t continue as is without much damage to many.  I have many beloved friends there, and I only want what is best for all in the end.  I’ll pray for wisdom along the way.

So there you have my goals for 2013 for body, mind and spirit.  Putting them out there for the world to see helps hold me accountable.  I’ll let you know how I do along the way.

What about you?  What do you want to happen in 2013?

Handwritten LetterA little over two years ago, I decided to periodically write hand-written letters to my sons to capture some memories, personal father-son thoughts and other things important for me to say to them.  I wanted to take the time to write them out by hand and personally deliver or mail them because I wanted the personal touch throughout – nothing printed from a computer or sent in an email.

Each of the letters has had a different focus – from early memories of their birth and childhood to discussing some aspect of their current life to the year in review to detailing what I believe as a Christian.  While I had visions of writing them more frequently, I’ve only mustered four to each son over the past 24 months.

The idea first came to mind when I heard about a program called Letters from Dad that some men’s groups at churches follow.  I decided to do my own thing rather than follow some other program, however.

I intend to continue writing these for all the years I am able.  It is my hope that of all the physical things I might be able to pass on to them, that they will cherish these as much or more than anything else.

If you’re looking for something to pass on to your children or other loved ones, I suggest you consider an old-fashioned, handwritten letter.  Put your soul into what you write and let it serve as a meaningful legacy long after you’re gone.  For new parents especially, how awesome would it be if your children had a letter from you for each year of life you shared together?  Even if it’s way too late for that (as in the case with my children ages 32 and 29), you can start now and make the most of the writing time ahead.

Leap year lesson #363 is Write letters to your loved ones.

Christmas StockingsI have extremely good memories of Christmas from my childhood.  Forever locked in my mind’s eye are spending time at each set of grandparents’ house, exchanging gifts with the extended family, listening to my Aunt Nonie read ‘Twas the Night Before Christmas, seeing the Chrismon tree at the front of the church, and the Christmas morning excitement when my sister and I would find all kinds of things Santa generously left for us.

I don’t remember a time in childhood when those things did not happen.  They were ingrained traditions.

Fast forward to the time when I was out of college, newly married, and raising two young boys with my wife, Linda.  For many years, the Christmas holidays were spent trying to divide the time between her family in St. Louis and mine in Kentucky while we lived hundreds of miles from either location.  We couldn’t imagine not being with family for Christmas, so we didn’t mind the travel.

At some point as our boys got older, it dawned on me that they would have very few memories of Christmases at our own house with just the four of us.  That saddened me because I felt like I was cheating them out of memories similar to what I had experienced.  With not many years left with both of them home, we finally stopped using the holidays to travel to both locations.  Linda’s parents decided to come to Louisville and visit us for a number of years around Christmas, opening the door to having a few Christmas mornings in our own home.

You’d have to ask my sons what their Christmas memories are.  I can’t speak for them.  But now that one of my sons has a young family of his own, I want him and other young families to know that it’s OK to start your own Christmas traditions as a family and not always feel obligated to do what others want or what has always been done in the past.

Traditions are precious.  They are comforting.  They can also hold young families back from creating their own important memories.

Be it for Christmas or other holidays, leap year lesson #359 is Start your own traditions.

Continuing to reflect on the movie Courageous that I watched Saturday night, I’ll share one partial lesson.  I intend to write a longer blog post for my son’s blog in the weeks ahead on the subject of “What I Would Do Different” as a parent if I had the luxury of a second chance.  For now, I’ll share a glimpse of that stream of thought.

Spoiler alert: If you haven’t watched the movie Courageous and intend to, then skip the next paragraph.

In the movie, a father declines to dance with his young girl in a public park out of embarrassment that someone might see them.  Shortly afterward, the young girl is tragically killed in a car wreck.  The first words that came to my mind at that point speaking as the father were “I should’ve danced with her.”  Of course, it wasn’t long before the grieving father voiced that sentiment.

We don’t have the luxury of a redo in raising our kids.  All parents do some things very well and have others things they wish they had done better.  It’s pointless to beat ourselves up over the past.  Lessons like this one are more likely to be instructive to other young parents who still have time to make adjustments in their parenting.

When I think back to raising my boys, several wishes come to mind.  I wish I had played more with them.  I wish I had said “yes” more when there was no real harm in doing so.  Saying “no” was more of a convenience to me and, therefore, selfish.  I wish I understood more at the time about becoming and being Christian and that I had taught that better in word and in deed.  I wish I was slower to anger, even in their disobedience which angered me more than anything.  I wish I never punished in anger.

It won’t take long to come up with a longer list and the reasons for each item in the list, but that’s for a different post.  Do you want to know what the overriding regret is that I have?  It may seem silly, but it’s leap year lesson #301 – I should’ve taken them fishing more often.

Even though today was supposedly a non-work day, I still had a number of personal things on my to-do list.  I needed to be here when the bathroom tile caulker came for a touch-up; write two blog posts; study and prep to teach my Bible study class tomorrow, plus do a little more study related to last week’s lesson; and create 36 CDs to set out at distribution racks at church in the morning.  Of course, walking the dog for a few miles is always on the list, and never too much time passes between check-ins and message exchanges on Facebook, Twitter and other online sites that are part of my constant, daily routine.

Tonight, though, was special in that it was our first night to keep our 18-month-old granddaughter overnight while her parents enjoy a nice dinner and theater performance with some friends.  It was a short evening of activity prior to her bedtime, but still a good one.  We went on a walk together; she played with her toys and had her Nana read her books; she ate dinner; she pushed her little stroller around the main floor of the house in a circle that took her through several rooms, insisting that I follow her every step of the way and loudly protesting if I lagged too far behind; and eventually she went down very quietly to sleep.

Before she went to bed, I got a kiss – and not me sneaking one from her, but of her leaning forward, puckering up and heading straight for my lips to kiss me goodnight.  How perfect is that?  They are just as sweet now as that first one I got the day before Valentine’s Day this year.

The night is still going strong for me.  I’m burning those CDs now as I write this and I’d like to study up on some investment options that I want to act on Monday.  However, when I reflect on the most important parts of my day, only two stand out:

  • time with my granddaughter;
  • an encouraging private message exchange with my nephew.

I am thankful to be reminded again and again of leap year lesson #265: People are more important than things.

It was seven years ago today that my family lost my dear nephew, Eric Baetens, in a car accident at the age of 21.  This is always a tough week for us with the anniversary of his death on the 18th and his mother’s birthday on the 19th – my beloved sister Stephania whom we lost to cancer in 1995.

When Eric died, I wrote a few pages of thoughts about him.  Below is one story from what I wrote that week:

Several years ago when we were exchanging Christmas presents at the farm, we gave Eric a present that was wrapped in a box pulled out of our attic.  If your family is like mine, there is no telling what the outside of a gift-wrapped box may say because we save about every box that might be used for gifts.  That Christmas, Eric’s gift was in a box that originally housed a frozen lasagna.  When Eric took the wrapping paper off, he looked at the box, cocked his head and said with cautious surprise and an obvious lack of enthusiasm something like “Oh…lasagna” and started to move the gift to the side to make way for the next one to unwrap.  We stopped him and said, “No, open it up, there’s something else inside.”  And every Christmas since then we’ve given him such a hard time about the lasagna.

 Perhaps you’ve had presents like that where what it looks like on the outside is very deceptive, and if you don’t take the next step and dig a little deeper, you never discover the gift inside.  When I think of Eric and his cowboy clothes, his belt buckle, his large physical stature, it is easy to imagine that someone who didn’t know him – who might just pass him on the street – would see the tough clothes, the strong physique and maybe miss what’s on the inside.  For if they didn’t take the next step and dig a little deeper, they might never discover the gift they would find there.  Indeed, Eric had a heart of gold.

In memory of Eric, leap year lesson #261 is Dig a little deeper to discover treasure in others.

While walking my dog today around the loop at Seneca Park, we passed several young parents with their preschool children at the playground.  As we approached the slide, a small boy struggled to walk up the steepest part of the slide near the top.  As hard as he tried, hands gripping the sides, he kept sliding back down.  He couldn’t quite make it on his own those last couple of feet.

Fortunately, his dad was standing by.  When Dad saw that the boy couldn’t make it all the way on his own, he put his hand on the boy’s bottom and gave him just enough support and a nudge so that the boy could then climb the rest of the way.  It was a simple, instinctive gesture that I’m sure is repeated by moms and dads every day wherever playground and back yard slides exist.

From that simple event that took but seconds, there are several life lessons that come to mind:

  • It’s good to tackle challenges that stretch you to capacity, even if you don’t make it all the way on your own;
  • It’s OK to accept a helping hand from others when needed;
  • It’s good and kind to help others achieve their dreams and goals;
  • If you’re too wrapped up in your own world, you might miss a ready opportunity to help someone else.

I am thankful that in the simplest of passing moments we can be reminded of truths that are timeless.  So to that anonymous dad and his young boy, thank you for leap year lesson #256: Tackle big dreams and help others achieve theirs.

Great Grandma Jean and Abby, Easter 2011

Late Thursday afternoon I got a message from my wife that she was at a local emergency room with her mother.  My mother-in-law, Jean, was having a hard time breathing.  Minutes later I was on my way there.

Of course, we had no idea we would spend seven hours at a hospital today.  You don’t anticipate such things; you just respond and do what needs to be done.  You do what’s right and kind and be thankful that you have the ability to be there for people you love when they need you.

One way I respond to potentially stressful situations is through humor.  Maybe it’s to relieve the tension in others.  Maybe it’s to relieve my own.  Probably it’s both.  With my mother-in-law’s great sense of humor, it’s safe to say we laughed a lot more than others in the ER.  Humor is not only fun, but it’s healthy, so why not put it to good use in such a situation as long as the ailing one is so inclined?

It’s amazing how our detailed plans for each fraction of the day are quickly tossed out the window when there is an emergency.  Those things we think we must do today can suddenly wait.  The events that are “mandatory” on our calendar get quickly discarded while something with a higher priority takes its place.

That should tell us something.  It should indicate that we really live life with at least two sets of priorities.  One covers our wish list of what we want to happen and how we want to order our lives if there are no serious bumps along the way.  The other set, however, is the real, ultimate set of priorities that kick in when it’s crunch time, especially when people we love are hurting and need us.  The first set is the “nice to have” priorities.  The second is the “must have” priorities which should always take precedence.

The challenge is to know the difference and to act according to the right set of priorities at the right time.

Leap year lesson #255 is Change your priorities when necessary.

Most things about today were fairly normal.  I went to work, interacted with a number of people, got a lot of things done, felt good about what was accomplished and came home.  Today was also the day my wife was caring for our granddaughter, so it was a nice bonus to a good day to come home to them and to have some time with Abby.  After dinner, I even enjoyed an unusual, two-hour-long nap.  I still have a couple of things on my todo list to knock off, but even without those things, it’s been a good day.

The highlight of the day by far, though, was taking Abby for a walk in her stroller around 5pm.  It was a beautiful day outside, very comfortable, and she seemed as content as I was just to go walking around for a bit, enjoying the scenery, the sun and the breeze on this gorgeous day.

As I pushed the stroller, it was very clear to me that this was the highlight of my day.  Nothing could top this, and given the opportunity, I could continue it indefinitely.  Other things done today were nice and hopefully helpful to others, but this is what was important.

Work is good.  It’s a hefty part of man’s destiny in this life.  But moments worth remembering don’t happen in cube farms under the fluorescent lights of a business.  They happen in the heart when a tiny hand reaches out to hold your finger for security and when you’re strolling off into the sunset with someone you love.

As you experience each day, understand what is really important and follow leap year lesson #231 – Take pictures with your heart.