Playing Hooky
March 3, 2010
Photo by L.L. Barkat of seedlingsinstone
Let’s get this out of the way first off, shall we?
I am not perfect.
In fact, I am the most imperfect person I know, mostly because I know myself better than I know most anyone else. Not a perfect man, not a perfect Christian. Not a perfect husband. And I am most assuredly not a perfect father.
And now that all of that’s out of the way, I feel better telling you what I did with my son the other night.
I taught him how to play hooky.
Yes, I know. Not a good thing. But I did so with only the purest of intentions. Cross my heart and hope to die.
To hear what my intentions were and why I feel so strongly about them, please follow me to High Calling Blogs. And remember — Judge not, lest ye be judged.
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I’m a writer whose first novel, Snow Day, will be published by FaithWords in 2010.
But don’t let that fool you. I’m just as confused as anyone.
And that is fine with me, because the great thing about wandering around in the fog is that you never know what you might run into.
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You never fail to make me smile and think…and, much too often, cry a little. Thanks for this!
I love that the preacher said he wished he’d taken more days off. I don’t ever want to forget to take time to spend with my dudes. Glad you’re doing the same.
Hey, thanks for using that photo. It’s one of my favorites. : )
I like the preemptive talk before the story!