Keep writing Bro, selfish reason - I enjoy it. But second is a lesson I learned from years of writing and little audience, My Writing Changes Me. I'm becoming more like Jesus through putting pen to paper (or tapping on a keyboard) by thinking out loud the best and Biblically I can.
So good! I agree with your wife. Keep on keeping on! And don’t listen to them teasing you about being their personal body guard! I didn’t fully appreciate it till my husband left earth for heaven. It’s something I miss more than words can describe. Something I didn’t appreciate till I didn’t have it.
Great post Maury - this will be one of those Greyson stories you will surely laugh about much later in life with him. What a gift from God for your kids to have a Dad that loves God.
A Dad who pursues the Father. And - that wisdom - “storms are where the lessons live”.
I love that you are writing about fatherhood and faith and all its messiness. There is something so powerful that drops out of heaven’s gates when God builds faith out of the experiences of parenthood. I didn’t have my own but am a step mom - and my boy ( now fully grown) ended up for most of his teenage and adult life struggling with drug addiction. At one of his lowest points he overdosed - he was a sophomore in high school at the time. I remember how calm I became in the trauma room. They were working on him and at the time he didn’t have his shoes on -(he had taken them off and had been running wildly on the streets). And as everyone was working on my son I was washing his feet. When you were describing holding Greyson’s head I was thinking of that moment I had. And afterwards - that was when I came to Christ. Or better put, Christ stood up my faith to hold on to Him. It’s the storms that open up the words God wishes us to share in our corner of the world . 🙏 looking forward to reading more !
Thank you so much, Amy. My father was present but not present, so I struggle knowing if I'm doing what I'm supposed to. My stepdad is a great guy and help. Thank you for filling that gap as a stepmom.
Wowza. You write in a way that brings my own experiences back to life. My daughter gashed her head on her fourth birthday. I wrapped a towel around her bloody head and asked my son to make sure it stayed pressed gently against her head. I didn’t have a husband at the time and we all had to go to the ER together.
Her brother is 19 months older and got her a hand sewn doll thing at the hospital from a volunteer. He held her hand like a gentleman. She got her sweet little head stapled and all was well.
The best healing was just watching how they loved each other. Is there a chapter in your book where 25 year old big brothers do that for 23 year old little sisters? Just curious. 🤣
Thanks. I try my best to paint pictures. I like telling stories. I did let my little brother move in with me for a few years when we were in our twenties. I know my brothers appear several times in my books.
I'm so thankful to have found your account! I really needed a story like this after having a rough day with my own toddlers. Staying calm is the hardest thing I do all day (and often fail to do), so a gentle reminder of how important it is to be calm and steady for our kids is very encouraging. Parenting is truly an ascetic discipline! I really enjoyed reading this, keep up the great work!
Thanks, Sophia. One of my daughters'names is Sophie. :) Thanks for your encouragement and kind words. We have four, ages 8-17. My calmness was not built in a day, lol.
I can relate. As a writer, I have severe impostor syndrome. When I don't get feedback, I panic. I think I'm out of the will of God or something.
In sports, they get cheerleading squads even when the team is losing. Why don't writers get cheerleading squads, even when we aren't on the New York Times Bestseller List?
Same. My brother and I spoke about an issue that we share. We tend to do something great for a while, then when things plateau, we slow down. With this, I have made sure that I post every week. My goal is also to stay ahead. Secondly, I have started connecting with more and more people on here. I read, I comment, and I interact with every note or comment. We have to keep our eyes on Jesus...at least that's what I tell myself. Keep up the good work, Larry.
Thanks, Kirk. I'll write about the other trip with our oldest son when he was young. Very different situation lol. Mama and Daddy panicked over something minimal.
Keep writing Bro, selfish reason - I enjoy it. But second is a lesson I learned from years of writing and little audience, My Writing Changes Me. I'm becoming more like Jesus through putting pen to paper (or tapping on a keyboard) by thinking out loud the best and Biblically I can.
Thank you very much, Chuck!
So good! I agree with your wife. Keep on keeping on! And don’t listen to them teasing you about being their personal body guard! I didn’t fully appreciate it till my husband left earth for heaven. It’s something I miss more than words can describe. Something I didn’t appreciate till I didn’t have it.
Thank you, Bekah. I hope you are doing well.
Great post Maury - this will be one of those Greyson stories you will surely laugh about much later in life with him. What a gift from God for your kids to have a Dad that loves God.
A Dad who pursues the Father. And - that wisdom - “storms are where the lessons live”.
I love that you are writing about fatherhood and faith and all its messiness. There is something so powerful that drops out of heaven’s gates when God builds faith out of the experiences of parenthood. I didn’t have my own but am a step mom - and my boy ( now fully grown) ended up for most of his teenage and adult life struggling with drug addiction. At one of his lowest points he overdosed - he was a sophomore in high school at the time. I remember how calm I became in the trauma room. They were working on him and at the time he didn’t have his shoes on -(he had taken them off and had been running wildly on the streets). And as everyone was working on my son I was washing his feet. When you were describing holding Greyson’s head I was thinking of that moment I had. And afterwards - that was when I came to Christ. Or better put, Christ stood up my faith to hold on to Him. It’s the storms that open up the words God wishes us to share in our corner of the world . 🙏 looking forward to reading more !
Thank you so much, Amy. My father was present but not present, so I struggle knowing if I'm doing what I'm supposed to. My stepdad is a great guy and help. Thank you for filling that gap as a stepmom.
Hardest thing I ever did. - God used all of it for His glory. But it was messy.
Wowza. You write in a way that brings my own experiences back to life. My daughter gashed her head on her fourth birthday. I wrapped a towel around her bloody head and asked my son to make sure it stayed pressed gently against her head. I didn’t have a husband at the time and we all had to go to the ER together.
Her brother is 19 months older and got her a hand sewn doll thing at the hospital from a volunteer. He held her hand like a gentleman. She got her sweet little head stapled and all was well.
The best healing was just watching how they loved each other. Is there a chapter in your book where 25 year old big brothers do that for 23 year old little sisters? Just curious. 🤣
Thanks. I try my best to paint pictures. I like telling stories. I did let my little brother move in with me for a few years when we were in our twenties. I know my brothers appear several times in my books.
I'm so thankful to have found your account! I really needed a story like this after having a rough day with my own toddlers. Staying calm is the hardest thing I do all day (and often fail to do), so a gentle reminder of how important it is to be calm and steady for our kids is very encouraging. Parenting is truly an ascetic discipline! I really enjoyed reading this, keep up the great work!
Thanks, Sophia. One of my daughters'names is Sophie. :) Thanks for your encouragement and kind words. We have four, ages 8-17. My calmness was not built in a day, lol.
I can relate. As a writer, I have severe impostor syndrome. When I don't get feedback, I panic. I think I'm out of the will of God or something.
In sports, they get cheerleading squads even when the team is losing. Why don't writers get cheerleading squads, even when we aren't on the New York Times Bestseller List?
Same. My brother and I spoke about an issue that we share. We tend to do something great for a while, then when things plateau, we slow down. With this, I have made sure that I post every week. My goal is also to stay ahead. Secondly, I have started connecting with more and more people on here. I read, I comment, and I interact with every note or comment. We have to keep our eyes on Jesus...at least that's what I tell myself. Keep up the good work, Larry.
Great stuff, Maury. Have had a couple of similar ER trips. This one resonates with me--much appreciated.
Loved reading this. And I’m reminded how Jesus wants to be the One we look for when we hit the ground😊🙌🏻
Yes, He is always there for us.
Thanks, Kirk. I'll write about the other trip with our oldest son when he was young. Very different situation lol. Mama and Daddy panicked over something minimal.
Thank you very much for your kind words. I'm thankful for a God that keeps me calm.