Wednesday, July 22, 2009

Door posts

Uncle Daren built my sons most of a fort during a couple different visits to our house. It took him a while but my threats to turn it in to a hunting blind motivated him to anchor it in our back yard. I had to finish the roof so there is no question where the weakest point of the structure is. We still hope to put siding and shingles on, but to protect the exterior in the mean time I thought we should stain the entire fort. It would be a great chance to teach the boys to be a painting crew.

Questionable judgment for sure.

I set the boys up with their materials (paint bucket, brushes, step ladder). They started well but soon seemed to be getting more paint on themselves than the fort. I admit to becoming a bit ticked as I saw them get messier and messier. Pretty hypocritical of me since I am a messy painter myself. I was really ready to read AJ (the oldest) the riot act about the mess he was making (wrecked a brush and all the clothes he was wearing) when he said something that took me back. He said, "Dad, look...we painted the doorposts just like the Israelites did." I asked him what that was supposed to mean. He said, "It's a picture of Jesus' blood covering our sins".
Hard to yell at AJ after that explanation.


pjw said...

Smart kid! A friend of mine has a 4-yr-old granddaughter living with them who was hitting up her grandad for a kitten. After several "no's," she asked, "Can I have one if I name him Jesus?" Grandad gave in on that one!

David said...

Yes, the paint stroke does have that passover hyssop look to it, somewhat. Talented boys you have there.

Rick Calohan said...

Well what else could we expect from three talented and bright PKs (Pastor Kids). From your post

AJ was Luther, Nico was Moses, and Jordy was Pharaoh.

The Passover
Exodus 12:1 The LORD said to Moses and Aaron in the land of Egypt, 2 “This month shall be for you the beginning of months. It shall be the first month of the year for you. 3 Tell all the congregation of Israel that on the tenth day of this month every man shall take a lamb according to their fathers' houses, a lamb for a household. 4 And if the household is too small for a lamb, then he and his nearest neighbor shall take according to the number of persons; according to what each can eat you shall make your count for the lamb. 5 Your lamb shall be without blemish, a male a year old. You may take it from the sheep or from the goats, 6 and you shall keep it until the fourteenth day of this month, when the whole assembly of the congregation of Israel shall kill their lambs at twilight.
7 “Then they shall take some of the blood and put it on the two doorposts ยช
13 The blood shall be a sign for you, on the houses where you are. And when I see the blood, I will pass over you, and no plague will befall you to destroy you, when I strike the land of Egypt.
14 “This day shall be for you a memorial day, and you shall keep it as a feast to the LORD; throughout your generations, as a statute forever, you shall keep it as a feast.
17 And you shall observe the Feast of Unleavened Bread, for on this very day I brought your hosts out of the land of Egypt. Therefore you shall observe this day, throughout your generations, as a statute forever. 18 In the first month, from the fourteenth day of the month at evening, you shall eat unleavened bread until the twenty-first day of the month at evening. 19 For seven days no leaven is to be found in your houses. If anyone eats what is leavened, that person will be cut off from the congregation of Israel, whether he is a sojourner or a native of the land. 20 You shall eat nothing leavened; in all your dwelling places you shall eat unleavened bread.”
21 Then Moses called all the elders of Israel and said to them, “Go and select lambs for yourselves according to your clans, and kill the Passover lamb. 22 Take a bunch of hyssop and dip it in the blood that is in the basin, and touch the lintel and the two doorposts with the blood that is in the basin. None of you shall go out of the door of his house until the morning. 23 For the LORD will pass through to strike the Egyptians, and when he sees the blood on the lintel and on the two doorposts, the LORD will pass over the door and will not allow the destroyer to enter your houses to strike you. 24 You shall observe this rite as a statute for you and for your sons forever. 25 And when you come to the land that the LORD will give you, as he has promised, you shall keep this service. 26 And when your children say to you, ‘What do you mean by this service?’ 27 you shall say, ‘It is the sacrifice of the LORD's Passover, for he passed over the houses of the people of Israel in Egypt, when he struck the Egyptians but spared our houses.’” And the people bowed their heads and worshiped.
28 Then the people of Israel went and did so; as the LORD had commanded Moses and Aaron, so they did.

Daren said...

Great Paint Job Boys! I must admit, when I first looked at the picture I too wondered what the boys were doing. But as I read the story, there are clearly more important things in life than a nice looking fort! Way to go boys for showing us what is most meaningful! This is your fort and you have every right to give it your personal touch (assuming pops is ok with it).

Frontier Forest said...

Now that Spiritually planted, pleasingly painted ending shocked me profoundly! Have to admit, that’s a great way to quiet an angry dad.
I too got one of those oldies stories worth sharing. It was 1984, Tate was 10 and Kim was 12, we had traveled to Okemah, Oklahoma to cut firewood from some land that we own. While fishing in the pond, I built a fire to roast some winners, when dad decided to let the fire simmer while we went to cut firewood. The stand we were cutting was about ¼ mile from the camp fire. Being a Cub Scout, Tate warned me of the danger of leaving a campfire unattended. I assured him it would be all right, not to worry. After all the fire was down and when we get done, there would be red-hot coals. After a half an hour, Kimberly looked back at our campsite and yelled, “Dad the land is on fire!” We jumped in the pickup, and rushed to try fire scene to see what we could do to put it out. After almost an hour of exhausting work, dipping our coats into the pond and beating the grass out, I got the kids together and said, “Okay kids, God says that all things work together for good, for those who love Him. Now what lesson can we learn from this bad experience?” We were covered from head to toe with soot and our teeth were even blackened. Tate looked at me with disgust and reported, “I learned, don’t ever listen to dad!”
Funny even after 25 years.

jeff said...

I love those moments with my boys! awesome stuff!

Zach said...

A comment like that -- coming from your kids -- will make your year, won't it?