Trust and Respect by Beverly Skiles



    My parents divorced when I was ten years old. My father was always a wanderer and not a “faithful to my mom” type of man.  I must say he did become a Christian later in life and totally changed. I did grow up without a father figure. My mom was a Christian but didn’t attend church.  She was the disciplinarian. She loved my brother and me very much.  We were not ideal kids. Ha. I have a great brother. Anyway, I especially remember as a teenager and began to date that she was always very frank with me about the facts of life. What she really did that was so right was TRUSTED Me.  I never wanted to cause my mother trouble and I did not get into trouble. I respected her and she respected me.  I hit some times of serious temptation but with God’s help and my mother’s trust I did not cave in to them.  She was such a precious person in my life. She died in l990.  We are presently listening to old tapes that were sent back and forth during our early years of being a missionary and she displays that same trust in what she had to say then to me and my family.  God gave us lots of guidelines, rules and regulations to live by. He made us and knew what was best for us.  The Bible is our guidebook for raising families. WE do the best we can with God’s help. I have tried to give my children trust but it seems that sometimes it was betrayed.  Well, I think my mom did a very good job of that and I want to commend her for that. Being a parent is a long  tiresome job but worth every minute of it.
Bev Skiles

1 comments:

Sherri Allsbury October 25, 2009 at 6:31 AM  

Bev Skiles and her husband have devoted their lives to running an orphanage in Taiwan.

Thank you Bev for your sweet story.

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This blog is a compilation of stories of men and women who can recall a specific incident when their parent did something so right that it made an impact on them that they will never forget. By sharing these uplifting true stories, it is my desire to honor God for the work he did through them, to recognize those parents as instruments of God, and to inspire parent all over that sometimes, even the smallest “right” thing can make the biggest ‘’’right “ impact.