Jason LocyComment

Jason LocyComment
My Manifesto I want my girls to see dirt under my fingernails. Grease in my fingerprints. Grass stains on my jeans. I want them to see me build a fire. Cook them s'mores. Pitch a tent. I want them to see me work, hard. And then play, hard. I want them to be overwhelmed with the wonder and beauty of books. To be humbled, intrigued, and inspired by human thought, because I, myself, respect all humans and their unique and varied thought. I want them to read poetry, love poetry, write poetry, because I, myself, value poetry and its place in human discourse. I want them to see me participate in hard conversations, through thoughtful interaction, through rigorous scholarship, and hard thinking on subjects that demand more than bumper-sticker-theology, sound-byte-moralism, or blog-deep-advocacy. I want them to see me hold my ground, when the whole world shifts toward the popular trends and too-cool-ideology sparked by a postmodern narcissism that threatens to reduce sacramental and sacrificial living into a cesspool of self, tagged with the your-best-story-now mantra. I want them to see me take on adventures. Travels, hikes, bike-hikes, day-hikes, back-yard-capades. I want them to see me fail. I want them to see me get back up. And try again. I want them to see me give mercy. I want them to see me accept grace. I want them to see me talking with their mom, in the quiet of the mornings on the porch. READ MORE | Link in bio http://www.timothywillard.com/blog/daughters

My Manifesto

I want my girls to see dirt under my fingernails. Grease in my fingerprints. Grass stains on my jeans.

I want them to see me build a fire. Cook them s'mores. Pitch a tent.

I want them to see me work, hard. And then play, hard.

I want them to be overwhelmed with the wonder and beauty of books. To be humbled, intrigued, and inspired by human thought, because I, myself, respect all humans and their unique and varied thought.

I want them to read poetry, love poetry, write poetry, because I, myself, value poetry and its place in human discourse.

I want them to see me participate in hard conversations, through thoughtful interaction, through rigorous scholarship, and hard thinking on subjects that demand more than bumper-sticker-theology, sound-byte-moralism, or blog-deep-advocacy.

I want them to see me hold my ground, when the whole world shifts toward the popular trends and too-cool-ideology sparked by a postmodern narcissism that threatens to reduce sacramental and sacrificial living into a cesspool of self, tagged with the your-best-story-now mantra.

I want them to see me take on adventures. Travels, hikes, bike-hikes, day-hikes, back-yard-capades.

I want them to see me fail. I want them to see me get back up. And try again.

I want them to see me give mercy. I want them to see me accept grace. I want them to see me talking with their mom, in the quiet of the mornings on the porch. READ MORE | Link in bio http://www.timothywillard.com/blog/daughters