As the question inc
had, can someone who went thru his teens during the sexual revolution of the 'Swinging Sixties' reply? :fadein:
My mum & dad were 42 & 44 when they had me, so they were more the age of grandparents, yes?
As a result, I knew they were talking sense & I sure knew they loved me - my mum had 2 miscarriages before I came along, so she did as Hannah did in 1 Samuel 1 & said, "Lord, if only you'll give me a son, I'll give him right back to you" (aka 'bring him up in the fear & admonition of the Lord' - praise God that 'the fear of the Lord is the beginning of wisdom')
Mum was a Bible College graduate & I was born the year Israel was reborn, so she thrilled me with the news that this is the most exciting time to be alive because that prophesied rebirth of Israel means that this is what Jesus, in Matt 24, called the generation that would see (Israel's) fig tree put forth her leaves - (after the destruction He forecast early in His reply @ signs of His return & the end of the age)
I came to saving faith at 14, in 1962, & never went thru the 'teen rebellion' thing
It was the era of the Teddy Boy gang wars & the Suez Crisis that had made me realise that the love & power of God are so vital to our wellbeing
Even back then, folk feared bigger & bigger bombs, worse & worse violent crime
Praise God that the 'great deceiver/father of lies' always over-reaches himself & falls flat on his ugly face
As the results of drunkenness/debauchery/hate etc are so obviously harmful, we can see that God only forbids what is bad for us & only commands what is good for us
I must close by thanking the OP for bringing back instantly the precious memory of my mum's Irish wit: she'd playfully whack me on the bottom with the frying pan & say, 'Thank the good Lord I'm not angry with ya!'
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Any time I'd say, 'but mum, what was that for? I've done nothing!', she'd say, 'Ah, sure, that's for whatever ya did that I didn't see' 8-)
There was never an answer to that! :o
If I was 'getting too near the mark', she'd draw herself up to her full height, look me straight in the kneecap & growl, "Don't you go getting my Irish up now!" :robot:
Happy days, eh? :wink:
Ian :-D