Lucas Krause

A while back I gave my son Lucas permission to slap my wrist with a wet two finger slap if I said a bad word. I also used the same discipline on him. After many dinners with my wrists being red, our relationship in conversation started to change. Lucas began to realize he had the open opportunity to criticize me, but he didn’t need to use the two finger slap. If I was critical of what someone had said to me, he would interrupt and say, “You know dad, I was there, I heard that conversation, and I think you’re misunderstanding what they were saying. Here’s what I heard.”

    These days I give Lucas every opportunity to speak his mind. That way I know were he stands. I find him to be the best company and I especially appreciate when he speaks the truth in love to me, it is very Christ like.