Monday, June 29, 2015

Tell Me a True Story Blog Hop - Week 06/29/15

Writing a True Story

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Wait until I get you Home !!
A True Story from my book Rescue the Stories # One
Through out life there are lessons to learn and some of those learning experiences come at a very young age.  

I couldn’t have been more than four years old.  My mother and the three of us children went to visit some neighbors.  They did not live very far away so a nice stroll took us there.  

What seemed like a very LONG time, I became very tired and bored!  The ladies were enjoying their tea and talking, but I wanted to leave and go home. 

First I saddled up close to my mother sitting at her feet and I thought she might catch on.  This did not work, and she was ignoring me to say the least. 

Then I tried another tactic, I began to call her name, mama, mama, but she would not give me the time of day.  She completely disregarded me !!! 

In desperation, to get her to notice me, I reached up and slapped her face a nice sort of smack - Whack. 

Guess what?  That got her attention right away and she looked down at me and made a statement that only a mother can make. 

“Wait until I get you home!” 

Now all of a sudden, I became patient and could wait with all the time we needed for us to leave. 

We had walked to our visit destination, so marching home would get us there again. 

I tried to change the air by talking about things as we ambled along.  I was hoping that my chatter would cause my mother to forget what I knew was waiting for me when we arrived at home. 

One thing my mother never forgot was:  A promise was a promise, good or bad, and sure enough she reminded me of the “WHY” this punishment was being applied. 

“Never hit or strike your parents!  NO matter what!  This is unacceptable behavior!!” 

This was one lesson that I quickly learned and it was never repeated. 

The Bible instructs us to obey our parents, and this also applies to our Heavenly Father. 

In life, there are some things we need to review.  If we could only remember the WHY and why NOT, all would be much simpler.
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Hello Aunt Hazel.
That's Right, remembering the reason behind our actions would make things easier. I agree.

Firm discipline with love like your mom did is important.

God Bless and thank you for today's story and linkup too.

Laurie Collett said...

So true, Hazel, obedience not only honors our parents but God as well. Discipline out of love, not anger, helps a child to understand why this is so. Thanks for hosting & God bless.

Sharon said...

Oh yes, Hazel. Even when our heavenly Father needs to discipline us, it's always for a very good (a perfect good) reason! I'm always a bit dismayed at how often I need a *review*!!


Cheryl said...

Oh, my, Hazel! I know this shouldn't have been comical to me, but I had to read it to my son, Zach, and we got a good chuckle...NOT that anyone should do this, but it was just so funny imagining you doing it, I suppose!! Thank you for sharing your wonderful stories here....we enjoy them so much!