As we “snuck” out of Montana over the Big Horns
, I did a lot of thinking. And praying. Jason did a lot of muttering under his breath while the trailer tires and the truck tires grabbed the slushy road independent of each other, and we were bucked around. I thought about my kids at home. Wondering what this world would hold for them. Our country has faced much hardship before, hardship is not new to humanity. In fact, maybe we had it the easiest of any time in society. It feels like we had reached new heights of complacency. Entitlement. But as a parent who loves their children, you have this mixed set of emotions. You want them to be strong, but not struggle. You want them to appreciate, but never want for anything. You want them to love, but never feel the pain of loss. The truth is, one never comes without the other. As adults, we know this. As parents, this pains us to know what faces them. You can’t really prepare a child for this world with lessons and words. The only way to prepare a child is by leading them to God
. They’re going to need faith to get them through. A lot of faith.