My son taught me a valuable lesson today.
We were down at Marina Park and he was playing with a buddy about 50 yards away from me. I was focused on my 2-year-old when Will (Caleb’s friend) came up to me and said, “Caleb’s on that rock down there and can’t get off.” I looked over to see Caleb on a boulder that sits about 2’ away from the walkway.
He was certainly not in any danger, so as I walked toward him, our conversation went like this:
Me: Caleb, you got yourself into trouble. You can get yourself out. (Good old “daddy teaches son a life lesson” time.)
Me: How do you think you can solve this problem?
Caleb: I called you!
As I walked the last 20 yards, I found myself thinking What if my first response was always to ask my Father for help? What if I didn’t wait until things were really bad to reach out to my Father. What if I believed that my Father actually wants to help me – and bring me to safety?
Lesson learned. Thanks son.