Recently, I heard a couple of sentences from that book that made me think of my boys.
|October 2013: Hannah's wedding|
They are men (Luke's 25 and David's 21), but I still call them my boys. Mother's prerogative, right?
The sentences from The Great Bridge that stopped me described a George McNulty, and after googling his name and the words "ablest men on the job," the following page magically appeared on my screen. I put a blue box around and underlined in red the section that impacted me. (I'm not sure what the yellow highlighted words are about.)
When I heard those words about the not yet thirty George McNulty, (my boys are not yet thirty, too), I stopped the audio, and replayed it a couple more times.
Then I thought/prayed/whispered the following for my boys:
Lord, may my boys be known as "unquestionably one of the ablest men on the job" whatever job they do. Let this be said about them because they are this kind of man.
It's a mother's hope, prayer and blessing, all wrapped up together.
Followed by and also wrapped up in this, was a little humorous reminder for this mama.
McCullough mentioned that “McNulty…managed to grow an imposing handle-bar mustache.” While neither of my boys have grown that, it’s not because they couldn’t. They’ve both been blessed with their father’s good gift of beardicus plenticus and have proven that fact over the years.
Those two used to look like this:
|David and Luke: 1996|
My two boys can grow facial hair. It may seem silly, but God used George McNulty's imposing handle-bar mustache to remind me of a simple fact.
My boys are men.
Men I love and pray for.
I'm praying that they are the ablest of men.