Friday, February 21, 2014

Macho Man

Here's my Bill talking to my parents a few summers ago.  Aw.  I miss my papa very much.  This morning Bill is downstairs exercising on the Wii.  He's toe-running around our family room and he's singing "Macho Macho Man" because he's listening to his iPod.  SO CUTE!  
It reminds me of a birthday party we had for a high school kid 35 years ago.  We were leading Young Life in a small SW Washington town and one of the kids (Alan) was a Baptist minister's son and he was FULL of enthusiasm.  We were having the party for him (I'm pretty sure - it was a long time ago!) and I made pink punch in a big Tupperware bowl and added floating candles that had been a wedding shower gift (see what I DO remember? Ha!)  Anyway, Alan started singing and dancing with glee (I love it when teenagers are happy!) and he sang Macho Macho Man.  I thought it was SO funny!  Alan went to West Point after he graduated (I'm pretty sure - again, my memory is fuzzy).  Pretty Macho in a good way, right?  
I grew up with a beautifully strong mother who was a stay-at-home mom/run your husband's business/take leadership at church and servanthood seriously type of person (and still is!)  I never doubted that women could do amazing things. I never doubted that men who love women are precious and wonderful.  During that same time period, there was a group of adults who became threatened by our ministry to the local high school kids.  Because we lived in a house owned by the school district (the district rented it - we paid rent) we had to move out after some community members complained.  We did and we actually moved into a more comfortable rental, but I remember talking to my dad about it on the phone.  I don't remember his exact words of encouragement but they were something like,  "Don't worry, Honey.  It's okay.  They can't hurt you."  He was so right and his strength and confidence sent me right to the Father of the Universe. God continued to bless our love for kids - HUGELY!
My dad was a man's man.  My husband is also strong and courageous (and very gentle, too).  That's why I think it's so sweet that he's singing Macho Macho Man.  Thank you, Jesus.

17 comments:

Farm Girl said...

How lovely and what a neat story. Dads sometimes could make all of the bad go away couldn't they? I love that your husband is dancing today. What a lovely way to start the weekend. I love that picture of your vacation at home. You are so blessed.

TexWisGirl said...

too cute!

Debi said...

Loved this post!

cards4ubylouise and other treasures said...

Wow...you must have been doing so awesome stuff for God to have the pharasies and saducies disrupt your life and make you move. But God is faithful and can turn things around. Great story about God's faithfulness in placing great men in your life too!!!

Attic Clutter said...

hehe love it.. macho man
Have a wonderful weekend my POM (:) friend..
hugs,,Patty

♥ Tina said...

Aww, that was such a lovely post, thank you PP. :) Big hugs to you, xxx

Kezzie said...

What a lovely story of remembering that no one can hurt us in Jesus! And your Father sounds a very wise person!x

Lisa Richards said...

Loved this post!
And thanks for praying for my Micah. I knew you would!
I'm glad to hear that God has blessed you with a family full of wonderful men and women of God. Me, too! :)

libbyquilter said...

the men in our life are so very important and we want them both tender and strong at the same time . . . a tough order i think.
it sounds as though you are missing your dad and enjoying fond memories of him as you also enjoy your wonderful husband.
a thoughtful post. i miss my dad too.

i hope that you have a wonderful weekend.

:-)
libbyQ

Gumbo Lily said...

I haven't thought about the Macho Man song in a long time. Your macho man must be feeling good after his surgery.

I love the story of God's goodness and grace.

~Jody

Tassell, Tea pot, and life down under said...

PomPom, you have a memory of an elephant! Your husband is such a sweetie. Thank you Jesus for the love of family and friends.

Enjoy your weekend my friend. Thank you for dropping by.


Blessings,

Aida

wayside wanderer said...

Awe, that is sweet, Pom Pom. Hugs from Texas.

Thistle Cove Farm said...

You've got a great memory, Karen, and love that you've had so many manly men in your life. I think there are fewer and fewer manly men around and it's a shame.

Melanie said...

Miss Pom Pom,
I truly miss hearing your ever so sweet stories about your wonderful family.
Lots of love across the miles xo

Nancy McCarroll said...

What a nice story with many sweet remembrances.

Blessings and hugs.

M.K. said...

I was just this evening reading E. Elliot, a chapter about not "fearing man nor woman" -- i.e. only fearing God, and then we don't need to fear anything/anyone else. Sounds like the advice your wise daddy gave you :) Isn't it satisfying to look back down the LONG road of life on years of ministry? It's often very difficult and painful while serving, but the accumulated effect of loving and serving so many of God's children is very satisfying and joyful.

The dB family said...

Awww, this post makes me smile very much! Thank you for sharing about the Macho Men in your life!

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