It is said of the late Rufus Jones that he spent his
lifetime gathering up the wonderful things his son did before he died at the
age of 11. Writing more than forty years
after his son’s death, Jones put it like this, “I overheard him once talking
with a group of playmates, when each one was telling what he wanted to be when
grown up and Lowell said when his turn came, “I want to grow up and be a man
like my daddy.”
Few things in life have ever touched me as those words did
or have given me greater impulse to dedication.
What kind of a man was I going to be, if I was to be, if I was to be the
pattern for my boy!”
Sometimes the push to be our best comes from others. Sometimes it comes from our children, parents, or siblings. Sometimes it comes too late.
It is good to know there is someone always watching us, taking cues from our actions.
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