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Dear Adults

Dear Adults:

How is your life? Are you living the dream?
Do you have your own place?

Yes….No…

Are you still living at home with your parents? Whatever your living arrangements may be.
You need to come to a hard realization TODAY.


Your parents are getting older..WOW YES..With each passing day, your parents are aging.

The reality is they will not be here forever; none of us will.

We are ALL going to die one day.

Hebrews 9:27 And as it is appointed unto men once to die, but after this the judgment:


Ecclesiates 12: 7 Then shall the dust return to the earth as it was: and the spirit shall return unto God who gave it.

BUT I digress, now that we got that behind us and I have that clear, back to you and the living. We all are getting older; however instead of being a return ball of stress lint to the lives of our parents, we should be helping them.
Stop doing stupid and live a good life so they will not be stressed. If you are living with them, get off your tookus and help in their home. YES, I said their home. It is not yours, it is theirs. Been there done that, myself. I was constantly reminding myself it was not my house.


Parents have done the job of raising us and most have done a pretty good job…I am not saying everyone is a Grade A Parent, but that is another letter.

I know you don’t remember that time when you messed up that diaper or should I say diapers. Who do you think cleaned you? Your Mom, or maybe your Dad. Some Dads do that, some don’t. What about all those times you woke up at night because you were hungry? You didn’t just jump up out of the crib and go fix a sandwich.


What about all those scrapes, broken fingers, arms you got in your young life? Mama and Dad took care of you then too, right?


What about that time you had to have surgery; appendectomy, hernia: Do you remember who was there for you then? WOW.


It’s okay to ask for, and/or accept help when NEEDED, but to act as if you are owed something is wrong and manipulative. If you every borrow money or anything from anyone it is only right to pay it back, otherwise you are wrong.

Death is no respecter of age of person, title. Death is sure..
God will call you when he is ready. You need to be ready to go...


TIME TO GROW UP….

PUT UP YOUR TOYS…

You are not 5-years-old anymore.

Get your life honest with everyone...


Ephesians 6:2-3
Honor thy father and mother;


(which is the first commandment with promise
That it may be well with thee, and thou mayest live long on the earth.
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