This is an oldie, but a goodie, which should help to get things started at this new blog-dom… Enjoy!

Okay, so I am a little behind the times, but Happy Mother’s Day to all those who have entered this pursuit of a lifetime.  May you be honored in this most important of pursuits, and while our culture may limit the worth accorded on such a calling, every worthy husband and the ultimate Husband know that such a calling is worth more than money surelycannot buy.

Can I also say something that is aimed particularly at the stay at home mums?… Stop watching those Soaps!  That wasn’t quite what I had planned… Try again… Our culture subtly seeks to negate the significance of the role of being a stay at home mum (and motherhood in general) by introducing new terms to deal with such unfortunate realities for such backward types like you, with such colourful titles as “home executive”, as such terms reek of more significance than such simple references to “looking after the children.”

One’s life must be worth more this!

Is this not a sad commentary of how our culture views such a personal reality.  This is yet another example of the self-esteem [that really deceives] culture and of a Feminism gone mental… or, should someone say unbiblical.

Now, just before I get called some nasty names, I am not saying women should remain barefoot, well not all the time, anyway, it is winter!  Nor am I having a “go” at working mums.  I am, however, affirming the priority and high calling of such a “homely reality,” which should be reflected in the outworking of how one lives their lives.

No doubt there will also be at least one hater reading this piece, vehemently frothing at the mouth, exclaiming that in celebrating Mother’s Day, we are giving in to some pagan idea.

Even if we allow you your five seconds of reflective fame, surely this is another occasion where we can, at the very least, redeem the moment as an opportunity to honour what God has so graciously given.

Anyway, Mother’s Day wasn’t for you Frank… Time to get out of the basement… The sky is not falling, yet!

I believe my wife enjoyed her Mother’s Day and as part of the festivities, it was decided that we would go to the Movies with our eldest son… who is 15… that is 15 years of age… no, that was no typo, not 15 months.

Yes, age has not wearied me, but don’t judge one’s book by one’s cover… although I do photo (shop) well (tongue=cheek)

Anyway, we wanted to go to a movie that was rated R16… A Gasp descends on the reader from on high!  Call me backslidden, but this was our “perverted” plan.  You gotta love those Christians who don’t go to Movies, and you thought it was only rabbinic Judaism that had an Oral Law.  It reminds me of something we would say in the Starvation, I mean Salvation Army, when I was doing my tour of duty, which went something like this… The leaders wouldn’t allow sex before marriage… Why?… Well, because it could very well lead to dancing!  Okay, one could be exaggerating a little, that would be the case if one wasn’t wearing socks (if there is a blank stare, I am sorry).

As I was saying, we were wanting to go to the Movies with our 15 (and almost a half) year old son, and deciding on this course of action, we thought it prudent to double check with the Movie theater (due to previous experience).  We were informed… obviously by a higher authority, that we could not take our son to such a Movie.  When queried that we were his parents and would be going along with him, we ignorant country folk were informed that such a question was beyond our jurisdiction, after all, far more qualified people had already made such a decision for us.

Oh goody, we have entered the 21st century version of painting by numbers, however, this new game is for the whole family, called “Parenting by Numbers.”  In this new reality game, you have the real life experience of parenting with none of those pesky problems like being responsible for those little critters in your care.  Such problems have been thought about and solved by someone else, no doubt with much knowledge and little wisdom.

What next, soon someone will come up with the hair-brained idea of telling us how we are to discipline our children.  Such hyperbole is surely beyond the realms of reality… Tui Advert anyone!

I am no mouse, but I am certainly taking the mickey, but who would come up with such a policy?  Call me a pragmatist, but has anyone heard of DVD’s?

To illuminate such wisdom, and one might say the consistency of such an idea, with MY APPROVAL, my son is able to rent out videos/ games or other such contraband from our local video store, and we can even sit down in the privacy of our own home and enjoy these together… or is it that we just think we can?  It might be nearing the time to wrap the home in tinfoil… order the cyanide!

Shock… Horror

The key point in such a scenario is that it involves me, his parent, with such a reality putting the onus on where it belongs, on me, the parent… such a novel idea!

While the movie-mess has a rather impotent impact on the family setup, it does highlight a real question that comes down to who is in the best position to make decisions for one’s children, and following on from this, who has the right to make decisions in regard to the parenting of one’s children in NZ… who is more qualified than you?… And from a Biblical-Christian worldview, is this not God-ordained?!

While I have no idea how far up the food chain this decision comes from, it does exemplify an outside influence overstepping it’s boundaries in making decisions that are the God-given responsibility of every parent, no matter what area-country code!

You might be thinking, “so what, get over it, this is hardly worth commenting on, get to the interesting bit, what movie did you go and see?”

Well, I wanted to go and see the movie Defiance, but who was going to listen to me on “Mother’s Day.”  My virtuous wife decided, in her wisdom, to send us all to see Wolverine.  Yes, you are reading me correctly.  Now did you expect that?  Going to see action type movies with one’s wife, these are crosses that I must bear.

What did I think of the movie?  Not too bad, some good robust action, but it did lack depth with the characters and in the storyline!  Is such needed the He-man grunts?

Don’t get me wrong, I have done my time in front of “Mama Mia” and “The Sisters of the Traveling Pants 2,” so my wife still has the chick flick in her, but I am blessed by such balance!

She is a special woman, my wife… she even likes the amber ale… I would trade that one for rugby, but beggars…

I know, having a wife who enjoys action movies and drinks beer [in moderation of course], its a tough gig, but someone’s gotta do it!

Love ya dear… or as she says in return, Stag!  I know too much information, but I thought we were past pleasantries and could begin to get deep.

Maybe next time, or is this going to be a one blog stand?  I am sure you will be more faithful!

Onward and Upward

Jonny Boy

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