There are many things I just don't understand. Now, it's not that I couldn't understand or learn about any of these realities. Quite the opposite is true. I could take the time and brain power to take a deep dive into any or all of these. So why don't I?
Part of being a parent is having foresight for your kids when they don't yet have it for themselves. This was the case for my 4-year-old. But his lack of discernment, and recognition of what the outcome would be, left him in a precarious position.
Shortly into the meal, one of my teammates got up announced he was going to get some more soda, and asked if anyone else wanted anything. It struck me like a foreign language..."soda"? What is that? When my buddy returned I asked him what "soda" was. He (and most of the others at the table) stared at me like I was an idiot. That is when I realized, what most people call "soda" I refer to as "pop".
The internet is a funny place. There are those who love it. There are those who hate it. But whichever you are, you must admit that it infiltrates every aspect of our lives.
I'd love to say the above story was from my life, but it's not. I learned of this interaction from a volunteer leader at our church. It was an interaction he had had within the last month and would have known nothing about it had he not told me. But that was the exciting part for me...
Recognizing the voices in heated debate as two of my children, I quickly realized I had just walked into the middle of another sibling's argument over some injustice that had taken place. The problem was they immediately wanted me to be the judge, jury, and executioner.
Preacher on the Run... 