One of the awesomest parts of our family reunion was God
showing me what Godly male leadership looked like. I saw my uncles, who are now the elders in
our family. That’s scary cause what does
that make me - - the next generation after them to step up to the plate? Not quite, but close.
My uncles spoke words that were truthful, even if it was
painful for some to hear. I get that
some relatives would like Uncle Tom to be more loving and gentle, but he is who
he is and that’s a blunt guy who says it like it is. He and my mom have that in common. Wonder where they got that from? They didn’t get it from Grandma.
To be a leader, to speak God’s Word doesn’t mean you’ll
be popular, doesn’t mean the masses will love you, some will hate you, some
will resent you, some will think you aren’t being sensitive enough or not in
touch with the way the world works today, but who cares all you can do is what
God calls you to do. And for some like
me to hear the truth, to see Godly men do God’s work was like a cold glass of
water on a hot summer day. I want this
for Jory.
Then I heard my uncle defend his wife. And my heart stopped. YES! I
want a husband like
that. One who has
got my back. I want Jory to be like
this. I want the girls to be married to
men like this.
Leadership ain’t for the faint of heart, but to see in
action in my uncles, in Mort, ahhh, it’s simply breathtaking.
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