Extemporaneous musings, occasionally poetic, about life in its richly varied dimensions, especially as relates to history, theology, law, literature, science, by one who is an attorney, ordained minister, historian, writer, and African American.
Thursday, October 17, 2013
parent or player?
PARENT OR PLAYER?
When I was 33 in 1984, I had a choice to make: Whether to be a parent or a player? I had a great job, a fine house, a nice car, deep education, no criminal record, no addictions, no significant debt, no health issues, and a wonderful family background of achievers. I also had a 5-year old son. My first wife was leaving to pursue other interests, I had learned summarily.
What was I to do? Be a parent and raise my son, myself, or be a player, and let him leave with her so that I could "play the field?" Gut-check time!
I chose to be a parent. Consequently, I thereby "chose the better part." Like Mary, sister of Martha, who listened to the counsel of Jesus--while Martha was working and complaining--I listened to the counsel of God in my spirit.
In so choosing, I was blessed with another natural son, another beautiful wife plus her fine son, a better job, several other cars, many more achievements, and more joy than I deserve or could ever foresee.
This personal testimony is published to aid someone, and is not intended to offend anyone. If I can help somebody then my living has not been in vain.
Parent or player? Ha! No contest! Parent wins going away.... Amen!