I was all set to have the big confrontation with my son last night…
He didn’t show up. He went to talk to a man about a job and ended up going roller skating with the church youth group.
It was probably just as well. It still would have been one of those “if you want to live in my house, this is how it is going to be. If you don’t like it, find somewhere else to live” talks!
Those type of conversations can only go one of two ways…
So, I wasn’t too upset that he was gone all night.
When I woke up this morning, I felt like I was doing much better. I was actually calming down to the point where I could imagine talking to him in a civil manner.
Then, he slept in until 10:30!!!
That boy, I’m telling you…
I called Bean in Dallas and Kimba in Nashville and asked them to pray for me! I need help!
