Regrettably our culture has adopted a circus like mentality where some people have made a silent vow – “Not my circus, not my monkeys.” Meaning if you see something just move right along because it doesn’t concern you.

The effects of this sort of thinking have had a ripple effect throughout our community/world. The aftermath has left huge cracks in the home, schools, churches, and on to the streets.

If a child is given more than you had as child just because you can – beware of the consequences.

Children are given freedom rights at an earlier age because their parents hated the ancient landmarks that worked well for many generations.

When the ancient landmarks/boundaries are removed we have entitled monsters living in a lawless society.

Teach children right from wrong, and when they are grown they will still do right. All children sometimes makes poor choices, but firm correction will make them change.

Sure It takes a village to raise a child, but if children aren’t taught to honor and respect adult villagers then the whole village will become instinct.

Before the landmarks were removed the village children had a good start where everything was “Yes, Ma’am. No, Sir.” Adults were respected just because of their age.

Be aware that we reap what we sow. A lower interest rate doesn’t make the debt go away.

Ancient landmarks create trust and build healthy family bonds. Even if some of the younger villagers may not agree with the older villagers, they will still be respected because respect was earned.

Here’s an interesting story:

A death row inmate awaiting execution, asked as a last wish a pencil and paper. After writing for several minutes, the convict called the prison guard and asked that his letter be handed over to his biological mother.

The letter said … Mother, if there were more justice in this world, we would be both executed and not just me. You’re just as guilty as I am for this life I led.

Remind yourself when I stole and bought home the bicycle of a boy like me? You helped me to hide the bicycle for my father did not see it.

Do you remember the time I stole money from the neighbor’s wallet? You went with me to the mall to spend it.

Do you remember when I argued with my father and he’s gone? He just wanted to correct me because I stole the final result of the competition and for that I had been expelled.

Mom, I was just a child, shortly after I became a troubled teenager and now I am a pretty malformed man. Mom, I was just a child in need of correction, and not an approval. But I forgive you!

I just want the letter to reach the greatest number of parents in the world, so they can know what makes all people, good or bad … is education. Thank you mother for giving me life and also helping me to lose it.

Your child offender.


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