My son is in kindergarten. Founts of almighty wisdom are usually dropped on the playground. I can’t imagine what he is learning, but last night he gave me a glimpse into what he is processing.
After a bit of wrestling on the couch, he looked at me and said, “crying means that you are weak.”
“Where did you hear that?”
“Oh, so-and-so at school says that.”
I quickly told my son that real men cry, that crying is not a weakness. Heck, I told him, even I cry.
Our conversation ended just about as quickly as it had began. I just wanted to make sure that my son knows that crying does not unmake a man.
**Just as a side note, on this blog, I am not going to refer to my son by his name. I would prefer to protect it.
I resigned from a position I enjoyed last week. A combination of social media overload and a recent controversy in the gaming culture deflated my sails. I’m truthfully not sure what to think about something I have considered a hobby since 1989. I dislike:
– The sudden hostile atmosphere online created by the GamerGate scandal. This goes for both Christians and non-Christians alike, who have succumbed to fear and ultimately emotion. GamerGate was an opportunity for rational/academic discourse on how people should be treated online and video game journalism ethics in general. Instead, wagons have been circled and all discourse has been shutdown.
The game has changed. I’m not sure what this means for me. I feel God is telling me to focus on what is important. Right now, I’m not sure gaming is.