Fathers Day - Something to think on

[Paully_44]

an interesting story that may put Fathers day in a new perspective.


man came home from work late, tired and irritated, to find his 5-year old son waiting for him at the door.

SON: 'Daddy, may I ask you a question?

DAD: 'Yeah sure, what it is?' replied the man.

SON: 'Daddy, how much do you make an hour?'

DAD: 'That's none of your business. Why do you ask such a thing?' the man said angrily.

SON: 'I just want to know. Please tell me, how much do you make an hour?'

DAD: 'If you must know, I make $50 an hour.'

SON: 'Oh,' the little boy replied, with his head down.

SON: 'Daddy, may I please borrow $25?'

The father was furious, 'If the only reason you asked that is so you can borrow some money to buy a silly toy or some other nonsense,
then you march yourself straight to your room and go to bed. Think about why you are being so selfish. I don't work hard every day for such childish
frivolities.'

The little boy quietly went to his room and shut the door.

The man sat down and started to get even angrier about the little boy's questions. How dare he ask such questions only to get some money?

After about an hour or so, the man had calmed down , and started to think:

Maybe there was something he really needed to buy with that $25.00 and he really didn't ask for money very often The man went to the door of
the little boy's room and opened the door.

'Are you asleep, son?' He asked.

'No daddy, I'm awake,' replied the boy.

'I've been thinking, maybe I was too hard on you earlier' said the man. 'It's been a long day and I took out my aggravation on you. Here's the
$25 you asked for.'

The little boy sat straight up, smiling. 'Oh, thank you daddy!' he yelled. Then, reaching under his pillow he pulled out some crumpled up
bills.

The man saw that the boy already had money, started to get angry again.

The little boy slowly counted out his money, and then looked up at his father.

'Why do you want more money if you already have some?' the father grumbled.

'Because I didn't have enough, but now I do,' the little boy replied.

'Daddy, I have $50 now. Can I buy an hour of your time? Please come home early tomorrow. I would like to have dinner with you.'

The father was crushed.. He put his arms around his little son, and he begged for his forgiveness.

It's just a short reminder to all of you working so hard in life. We should not let time slip through our fingers without having spent some
time with those who really matter to us, those close to our hearts. Do remember to share that $50 worth of your time with someone you love.

[Darling]

This is really good. Our time is the most precious gift one can give. What a great reminder to spend our time wisely.

[Susie Hamilton]

Paully, I am SURE you 2 little men do not have to resort to this ploy for time with you. You are an excellent Dad. Congrats.

[Darling]

Rhab..You hit that right on the nose. Paully is the best.

[MacUser]

I had seen this some time back. We have to understand our time IS limited and we have to do MORE than just supply the income.

[RamboPreacher]

I had seen this some time back. We have to understand our time IS limited and we have to do MORE than just supply the income.

unfortunately Christianity and "the American Dream" don't always correspond. we (men) need to make choices that are best for the family first.

[Paully_44]

when I get disenchanted with the direction my company is going, I have remember... I get work from home 2-3 days each week, sometimes more.

When I work from home, I am in the office at 6am if not earlier. When my boys get up for school, they always come in and tell me good morning. My youngest still crawls into my lap each day. I dont take these times lightly. No matter what, I'll mute my phone or stop working when he comes in.

Many mornings, I"ll fix them their breakfast and sit at the table while they eat.

I stay involved with sports by coaching or being at every practice. Some of my best baseball memories was when my dad and brother coached. It was sad for me this year coaching my youngests baseball team. There were some kids (at either 8 or 9 yrs old) where the parents would never show up for games, practice or banquet.

I had great examples as parents.