Young Hearts

Today, I got to spend some time with the grandkids it was a good day. Eli wanted to help me put together his little toy shelf. He would hold the pieces, while I put the screws in them, remember he is sixteen months. Maybe I am just a proud Papa. And of course T.K. and Morlie was as cute as can be. When you get all three together it does not take long to see that there is a big different between boys and girls.
Eli would run into the door frame, fall over the toys, bump his head and just keep going. The girls would just slightly bump into anything then they would cry for a few minutes and want a hug and kiss, mostly from Nana.
Not only are boys and girls different all of a poured from our own mold. We are shaped by the people that raise us and teach us. While I believe the Bible clearly teaches that the boys are the stronger of the sexes, we must help the boys to be more aware of being a little tender and the girls a little tuffer.
1 Peter 3: 7 Likewise, ye husbands, dwell with them according to knowledge, giving honour unto the wife, as unto the weaker vessel, and as being heirs together of the grace of life; that your prayers be not hindered.
Jude 1:22 22And of some have compassion, making a difference:
I am almost reminded of a song about our impact of the life of people.

I took a piece of plastic clay
And idly fashioned it one day-
And as my fingers pressed it, still
It moved and yielded to my will.

I came again when days were past
The bit of clay was hard at last.
The form I gave it, still it bore,
And I could change that form no more!

I took a piece of living clay,
And gently fashioned it day by day,
And molded with my power and art
A young child’s soft and yielding heart.

I came again when years were gone:
It was a man I looked upon.
He still that early impress bore,
And I could fashion it never more.

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