Thursday, May 7, 2009

Momma, Momma...box, Momma box

I'm not a geneticist but it is obvious there is a difference between boys and girls...ok before the collective "duh" please allow me to explain. We all know the physical differences (again, "duh") but throughout the past 50 years, doctors, psychologists, psychiatrists, behavioural therapists and the lot, have feverishly worked to convince us that it's really how the child is raised that makes the difference. If you raise a girl as a tomboy, on a farm, give her guns, motorcycles and all the "boy toys" then of course she will grow up and act like a boy. Conversely if all you give a boy to play with is Barbie dolls and makeup, well he will grow up and act like a girl. I do not disagree that the child's environment will ultimately and dramatically affect the child's outlook on life and interaction with society. However, as John Eldredge says in "Wild at Heart" every girl wants to know if she is pretty enough and every boy wants to know if he has what it takes to be a man. It's not difficult, but enough of the political and socialogical speak, on to what made me think about this.

Will and Wes, our two year old twin boys, have discovered the art of boxing. I didn't teach them how to box and neither did any of their siblings. But for some reason, about two weeks ago, when the boys took off their shirts, as they prepared for their bath, they looked right at Holly and me and said, "Momma, Momma, box. Momma, box" and promptly raised their fists in front of their face and began boxing. Now before I get hate mail, neither boy is hurting the other. Although Will does have a great left jab. They aren't afraid to throw a punch or take a punch and even have pretty good grappling skills. I guess they've been doing this since before they were born so it comes pretty natural to them.

A quick side note, Will is always the aggressor and he takes the action to Wes. Wes will always get up when he's knocked down. Eventually that little spark down deep will flame up and Wes goes after Will pretty hard. As soon as Will gets taken to the ground, with Wes on top of him, he cries out, "Momma, Momma..." Will can do this to Wes a hundred times and Wes never cries out, but heaven help us if Will gets taken down. It's an interesting situation watching your two toddlers wrestle and fight, having fun but establishing a "pecking order" during this interaction. As a parent, you want both boys to learn to stand up for themselves, get up when you get knocked down, show respect for one another and ultimately with twins, we want to make sure both boys have the opportunity to lead or follow. We do not want to predispose either boy to a specific role and where each has specific tendancies, as parents it's our job to help develop the natural traits but also reinforce in those areas where they may be hesitant or lacking.

Back to my main point. My girls like to play house, sing, dress up and put on make up while the boys (including Brandon) want to shoot guns, shoot ball, throw ball, box, fight, give zerberts and the like. God made us different, male and female, created He them. How did we let something so simple become so complicated? I just laugh as I read the news today - we can't figure out who should or shouldn't be allowed to marry. We cannot decide who, if anyone, should have special protections under the law - shouldn't it protect us all equally? Culturally we have children with "gender identity" issues - are you kidding me? If it weren't so scary, it would be comical. The issue that's been "created" and propogated for the last 50 years has been done so by those in respected positions of authority (doctors, teachers, professors) - the intellectuals. God says in the Bible that man becomes wise in his own eyes - and brother, when that happens, we have a problem. The Bible also notes that it would be better for one to have a millstone tied around one's neck and then dropped into the ocean than for one to hurt/mislead a child. God help those who distorted and perverted the thinking of an entire generation of children. There's no stone large enough and no water deep enough for those fools.

In boxing the referee will always give one specific instruction to the combatants, "protect yourself at all times gentlemen." I must say, in these days, protect yourself at all times my friends, protect yourself and those under your care at all times gentlemen.

I promise the next post will not be so preachy, just had a lot on my mind lately. :-)

Volume 1 Issue 3

Carmack Clanology

-Jon

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