I thought this ad for Dockers Jeans is a riot, but it also drives home a
point:
“Once upon a time, men wore the pants, and wore them well. Women rarely had to open doors and little old ladies never had to cross the street alone. Men took charge because that’s what they did. But somewhere along the way the world decided it no longer needed men. Disco by disco, latte by foamy non-fat latte, men were stripped of their khakis and left stranded on the road between boyhood and androgyny.
But today there are questions our genderless society has no answers for. The world sits idly by as cities crumble, children misbehave and those little old ladies remain on one side of the street. For the first time since bad guys, we need heroes. We need grown ups. We need men to put down the plastic fork, step away from the salad bar, and untie the world from the tracks of complacency. It’s time to get your hands dirty. It’s time to answer the call of manhood. It’s time to wear the pants.”
This March, my church will host a men’s weekend retreat based on FamilyLife’s Stepping Up video resource kit. A foundation of strong men will be a blessing to their families. Pray for us, and check it out yourself 🙂
Ever have one of those calls that just causes the rest of the world to fade out? One of my closest friends called me this month with a marriage in crisis. There were faults on both sides that went back for years and both were tired of fighting. Call us naïve, but Karen and I have always hung onto the words of Jesus, “what God has joined together, let no one separate” (
Jeff asked to bring my camera Full Sail so his mom could be the photographer at an important event (see front page). I didn’t want to send it. Nothing personal at all, just what if it got lost? What if it got broken? What if the battery got used up and I needed it before I remembered to charge it? (which reminds me…) It was a special gift for me, why do I need to send MY stuff when Jeff goes out to do ministry and I don’t even get to come? Wah, wah, wah. So I said “please don’t ask me” and my darling husband let it go. A while later, as they were pulling out of the driveway, I felt the Spirit of God impress on my heart, “how about that camera of mine that I let you use?”
e to touch a life that day – that I could be a tangible conveyer of God’s love to some individual in need.” Now, there are lots of ways for God to use you and I to answer that prayer (by blessing someone financially, or with some skill that God has given us), and He has shown up in different ways almost every day. But knowing my heart for counseling and Karen’s for loving strangers, I’m sure you can guess what happened the very first day…