Last night I went to cub scouts with my son. Not sure what I was thinking when I said that I would take on the responsibility of being cubmaster. My predecessor made the job look so easy. There are all kinds of twists and turns to the job, but I don't have any regrets about taking the position. The former leader is still there to make sure I get everything that I need in the way of help, advise and encouragement. You have no idea how much I appreciate that kind of a person. His integrity is amazing. He could have just left me in the deep of the pool gasping for life.
It's funny, there are some who would love to see me fail. Trust me, I went into this with my eyes wide open and I am no fool. I wish I could say that I was being paranoid, but I'm not. When someone can walk up to you and say "it's harder than you thought isn't it" "do you think you will make it" "ready to give up yet" I can stand people who make condescending remarks. Grow up, act like an adult and stop making/asking stupid questions in front of the boys and other parents. The best part is when people knowingly go behind your back and talk to other people before they come to you. I am so glad I have good relationships with the leadership who don't stand around and let foolishness happen.
Anyway, we asked for parent volunteers to lead the different age groups. We have to have two adults per grade level. You would think that people would jump at the chance to spend more time with their sons - especially the fathers. I sat there bewildered that only two parents out of 30 stepped to the plate. I still have to recruit 5 more people. Maybe I am not "selling" scouting correctly or I am not communicating the benefits that come along with leading a group. We are talking about 1 hour, once a week and about 2 hours a week to prepare for the week. The meetings are spelled out for you in the guide book and it really doesn't take much.
This morning at 6:50AM I dragged myself into the school to work at the Pack Shack - school store. There were more dads there than moms. We set up, sold, packed the store, and broke-down all with in an hour. Now if 5 dads could do all of that before going to work, why can't we give our boys one hour in the evening. I don't need to hear anything about working all day, or that you are tired, or that the game is on - ALL EXCUSES!!!!
Looking at that state of boys and men today - we have a long way to go. What ever happened to the day when dads WANTED to spend time with their kids. Get it together man.
It's a new day - therefore I get new mercies today. I am praying for a clean, pure heart. All I want to do is face each day with a clean slate. Oh yeah, the job front is starting to shine some light - say a prayer.
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