If I had a son...
If I had a son
I would teach him how to say hello.
I would teach him when someone says “hi my name is Mike” he is to say “hi mike, my name is Billy, nice to meet you”.
I would not only teach him the importance of eye contact and a firm but not too firm handshake but also the importance of living up to that handshake.
If I had a son
The pain in my arm from carrying him wouldn’t matter but the pain of his first steps would.
If I had a son
he would knowsometimes we have to eat things we don’t like, do things we don’t feel like doing and not always say what’s on our mind.
He would realize engaging these truths will make doing the things he loves even more lovely.
If I had a son
I would teach him how to make his own trout flies and how to fish them. He would know about the emerging caddis and the power of hoppers and cinnamon ants in the Fall.
He would know we roll cast and high stick dead drift way more than we false cast and that the shadow cast scene in A River Runs Through It is totally bogus.
If I had a son
he would teach me to love what he loves.
For the first time in my life I’d know the rules of football.
I would understand all the ins and outs of baseball or ballet or watercolor painting or a million other pursuits about which I know little.
If I had a son
I would teach him that the only way to have a good friend is by being one.
He’d know that many he will encounter were not taught this but that wouldn’t stop him.
If I had a son
I would teach him how to write a song, talk to girls, stand up for people who can’t and appreciate beauty.
If I had a son
I would teach him how to throw a punch and why he shouldn’t.
If I had a son
I would teach him how to stand up under heartbreak.
If I had a son
I would help him understand grace, redemption and reconciliation as more than just theological concepts but as a way of life.
If i had a son
I would teach him how to apologize, tell a joke, make a fire, pray, cook eggs, be kind and forgive.
If I had a son
I’d have so much to learn...
If I had a son
I would teach him to never see another’s brokenness as his own.
I would say “I love you” and “I’m so proud of you” so that he would never have to guess.
I would let him know that my desire was to get it right and that I regret the wounds I inadvertently bestowed upon him.
If I had a son
I would teach him how to say goodbye.
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