I have no idea what I think my life will be like after the first week of November when Heather and I are expecting our first child (or for the next 18-20 years following). One thing I am oconfident of is that I have much to learn about being a husband and a father.
Over the course of the last several weeks I have contacted the parents of four different middle school boys who have been having some problems during our Open Gym program. Each of these young men knew that I was going to be contacting their parents. My hope was to visit with the boys and their parents about my dissapointments in behavior and to talk more about expectations at Open Gym and in life.
Family #1 scheduled an appointment, rescheduled it so their son could go to a baseball game, failed to show up for the rescheduled appointment, never followed-up to reconnect.
Family #2 acted interested in getting together, needed to check the baseball schedule at home, was going to call me to set something up, and never did.
Family #3 just gave me a few minutes on the phone, never even acted interested in getting together to visit.
Family #4 set up an appointment and mom, dad, and the son all sat down with me to talk. There wasn’t any kind of life-changing-come-to-jesus moment in the conversation, but I appreciated the family’s time nonetheless.
The sad thing is, of the four boys, I’m least concerned about the young man from family #4. I have some serious concerns about these other young men and the decisions they will continue to make as they move into high school in the coming years.
Again, I don’t know much about parenting, but it seems to me that one of the most important things a parent can do is to be attentive to the concerns about their children held by other adults in the community. I’m definitely filing this one away for the future.