There is a gentleman, getting kinda old,
sometimes his expressions have come out kinda bold.
Not once though can he be accused,
of using thoughts,
that haven't already been used.
No, Paul doesn't write thoughts that are all of his own creation, but he is surely not afraid of using ones that have already been created in our minds.... thoughts tried and true. The unique part is that he has had the nerve to allow them to publicly resurface as "OK" goals in life.
Paul
Harvey Writes:
We
tried so hard to make things better for our kids that we made them worse. For my
grandchildren, I'd like better.
I'd
really like for them to know about hand me down clothes and homemade ice cream
and leftover meat loaf sandwiches. I really would.
I
hope you learn humility by being humiliated, and that you learn honesty by being
cheated.
I
hope you learn to make your own bed and mow the lawn and wash the car.
And
I really hope nobody gives you a brand new car when you are sixteen.
It
will be good if at least one time you can see puppies born and your old dog put
to sleep.
I
hope you get a black eye fighting for something you believe in.
I
hope you have to share a bedroom with your younger brother/sister. And it's all
right if you have to draw a line down the middle of the room ,but when he wants
to crawl under the covers with you because he's scared, I hope you let him.
When
you want to see a movie and your little brother/sister wants to tag along, I
hope you'll let him/her.
I
hope you have to walk uphill to school with your friends and that you live in a
town where you can do it safely.
On
rainy days when you have to catch a ride, I hope you don't ask your driver to
drop you two blocks away so you won't be seen riding with someone as un-cool as
your Mom.
If
you want a slingshot, I hope your Dad teaches you how to make one instead of
buying one.
I
hope you learn to dig in the dirt and read books.
When
you learn to use computers, I hope you also learn to add and subtract in your
head.
I
hope you get teased by your friends when you have your first crush on a
boy\girl, and when you talk back to your mother that you learn what ivory soap
tastes like.
May
you skin your knee climbing a mountain, burn your hand on a stove and stick your
tongue on a frozen flagpole.
I
don't care if you try a beer once, but I hope you don't like it. And if a friend
offers you dope or a joint, I hope you realize he is not your friend.
I
sure hope you make time to sit on a porch with your Grandma/Grandpa and go
fishing with your Uncle.
May
you feel sorrow at a funeral and joy during the holidays.
I
hope your mother punishes you when you throw a baseball through your neighbor's
window and that she hugs you and kisses you at Hanukkah/Christmas time when you
give her a plaster mold of your hand.
These things I wish for you - tough times and disappointment, hard work and
happiness. To me, it's the only way to appreciate life.
Written with a pen. Sealed with a kiss. I'm here for you. And if I die before
you do, I'll go to heaven and wait for you.
Our Prayer:
Oh Heavenly Father, help us to understand tonight, the words shared by a thoughtful old gentleman. Lead us not into glory, but rather in thoughtfulness of a wisdom we can also absorb and to live by .... while the sharing experiences of the generations prior to us, ... through his sharing and your guidance.
Amen
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