last night, after a full day at work, coaching the Glendale Parks Marlins (shout out), inhaling a PBJ by Jamie, running to the house for my loppers, trimmers, chainsaw, oilcan, gas can and tool box, trip to a local petro station for some cool bevies and then finally to the 77th avenue building....
...i gathered up 4 of the most amazing young men on the planet. i won't name names, you'll read of them some day soon.
they gave up an evening to go cut down a mesquite tree. buggar of a tree.
we gassed up, gloved up, oiled the chain up, safety goggled up and cut up. scratches and pokies notwhithstanding - another trip to the petro station for more cool bevies was in order.
we cajole, joke, poke, tease, laugh and engage in general boyhood tom-foolery. i'm a little longer in the tooth than they - but they treat me as an equal - as they do EVERYBODY.
i love those boys. i hope i grow up to be just like them. i pray God knows how much i love them, that he protects them, blesses them, guides and teaches them how to sink their roots deep and grow heavenward.
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