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Grimm's Musings: 'MEN, return to our godly role'




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How she arrived was not her doing. Her very existence demanded everything as there is no other responsible way to respond. He stepped up to the demands more determined to meet her needs than life had been toward him. Her mother submitted these in the same way. Each day was greeted more worn than the day before yet together they tag-teamed the tasks required. Everything required life changing reprioritizing and honestly the midnight cries were maddening. But if the truth were told, they would have it no other way. This was their life's mission.

His hands were use to grease, dirt and never had never been afraid of the hard work other men spurned. Even in his youth he spent countless hours hunting or fishing and could field dress anything but diaper duty reduced him to an automatic gag reflex. He heard himself exclaim out loud to no one as if expecting an audible answer, "How can this small of a creature create so much that smells so bad!" He had always been considered tough and rough but he had etched in his constant memory how a tear leaked from his eye when the Doctor confirmed he was going to be a Dad. He looked at her over and over again questioning why God would entrust such responsibility to him. There were times he felt steeled confidence in his core and other times complete incompetence.

Years passed all too quickly as she went from cradle to walking, talking and into adulthood before he knew it. Each new day seemed to have brought a new phase and challenge, yet, he felt indescribable joys beyond his wildest imagination. It seemed like just yesterday she had some young boy turn his head and he felt an instant rage well up within him. Long before he was prepared she had grown into a woman.

Today he now stood at the back of an assembled crowd awaiting being summoned. Of all the tasks, all the military missions he had been called upon and all the jobs he had taken, this was by far the most difficult.

They were called forth. His mind went numb as he kept cadence. Arriving to the destination he felt every eye piercing his very soul. He heard himself speak as if listening to another person. The words were mechanical all the while emotions caught in his throat as a large knot too big to swallow. His line was rehearsed but said feebly, revealing his own vulnerability, "Her Mother and I." He relinquished his little girl's arm to her Prince Charming. His mission had been fulfilled with pride while an emptiness seemed to engulf his chest. It was like he was discharged and he was no longer necessary.

Later as the guests dined she made her way to where he was seated. She purposefully walked away from her Prince to where he sat. Upon her nearing he rose and she threw her arms around him. He stiffened as he felt a tidal wave of emotions seize his complete being. As she hugged him she said that which capped a lifetime of meeting responsibilities. She said, "Thank you, Daddy. I'll always be your little girl."

MEN rise up again to your rightful, God demanding place as Fathers, Protectors and Providers. Be MEN in an age of blurred boundaries. Take your rightful position as head of the family. Be possessive. Create a refuge against the fickleness of public fads, idiotic opinions and degrading values.

For all that is right and holy, "MEN return to your Godly Role!" (hrg)
 
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