Oh my goodness! It’s been a week since I blogged? Shame on me, I must have been busy this week.

I do remember going to the doctor, drawing a lot, and making another tasty but dense loaf f bread, my brother visited on Friday and left Saturday.

Well, today is Father’s Day, so let me first wish all you dads out there a very special Happy Father’s Day!

Anyone can site a child but it takes a special person to BE A FATHER.

I miss my own father very much. He was not my biological dad, yet he married my mom and adopted me at 3 1/2 and was the only dad I ever had. He was a very good father. He was a mentor, an instructor, he was patient and kind. He never made me feel less-than. My own mother did that sometimes, but I understand she was stressed a lot of the time.

Today we are still studying Romans and we went over Romans 3:1-20.

Paul is telling his people that they have had every advantage in life, God made sure of that, yet they squandered it. He told them that privilege is not the same as salvation. You can do all the things but they mean nothing if you don’t know Jesus as your Lord and Savior. Pride was and still is our downfall.

Romans 1:10-11 – As it is written: “There is no one righteous, not even one; there is no one who understands; there is no one who seeks God. 12- All have turned away, they have together become worthless; there is no one who does goo, not even one.

Wow! That’s pretty harsh. But good deeds alone don’t get you a ticket to heaven. You must have faith. But we will get into that next week.

SUNDAY SCHOOL

Today we had no teacher and we were just three couples discussing the lesson of the good Samaritan who treated the man who had been robbed and left for dead on the side of the road. This made me recall an incident that I happened to witness.

A mother or grandmother of what appeared to be a 4yr old boy was yelling at him and slapping him in the parking lot at Walmart as I was getting in my car to leave. The boy was backing away from her and son had led her way beyond the parking lot near the highway but was actually all the way into the strip mall in front of Walmart. I felt helpless to anything. If I jump out and try to intervene, she might beat on me. My instinct was to save the boy because of she caught him, she might really hurt him. It was hot, and she’d been ‘chasing’ him for quite a while. So as I drove off I prayed for the boy that God would save him.

I hate not knowing what happened. I hope and pray he is ok.

What are your thoughts? Should I have been a good Samaritan or was it none of my business?

My class wasn’t even sure how to answer that one. These days it’s so dangerous to intervene in someone else’s drama. I just knew they both had a story. She was tired and probably stressed and maybe he was misbehaving. He was scared of getting yelled and slapped at. He wasn’t gonna take it anymore and backed away from her. Maybe she is raising her kid’s kid. She’s resentful. My mind went crazy with all the possibilities.

I hope the story had a happy ending. I just knew I didn’t want to see an unhappy one. Lord have mercy.