
A lot of times it feels as if my interactions with my daughter Destiny involve our drastically different sense of style. Destiny is and always has been one of the more fiercely independent people I know. She has a sense of style that is all her own - hence the photo. Yesterday Brandie overheard a conversation of Destiny's with a neighborhood boy as she was outside playing with some friends. The boy apparently was lacing his end of the conversation with some language that was more vulgar then Destiny appreciated so being the strong person she is - she told him to stop. He of course responded with it was ok and he liked to talk that way. Destiny informed him that she was a Christian and did not like to talk that way. The boy apparently indicated he too was a Christian.
One of the challenges I see with students, and adults for that matter, is they tend to only apply their faith in certain areas. Some times it is limited to only while they are at church, or maybe only with certain friends, or maybe only in certain situations. Like the little boy in the neighborhood - like the behavior doesn't contradict the statement. Maybe there are different versions of Christianity and his version includes profanity? I suppose mine does too at times.
I don't intend this as a "my refuse doesn't stink" kind of thing. I just was very proud of my daughter yesterday that despite our differences on many, many things including hand socks - she believes as I do that Christianity is something that affects her whole life and guides her actions and even language around others. Not that we don't slip and fall periodically but if I am what I say I am then it stands for something. So again I thank one of my kids for a profound lesson and reminder of what it is all about.
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