In a previous article I made a declaration about how everything you had hoped would work to change the world has failed. Social media, politics, protests and your church have done nothing but make a steady slide backwards, a slide called entropy, a slide into societal chaos. This story, this struggle is a part of us, you and I. So let us cast the characters in our play that we might tell the story and know ourselves.

Our protagonists are you and I, we do not see eye to eye. Our antagonists are an increasing misunderstanding and inability to communicate. Our world is literally in turmoil as the war machines strain at their chains and blood rises close to the skin. No idea is taboo unless someone else espouses one that you do not agree with. Then you can not even have a civil exchange of ideas because the agents of great destruction the open mouth and the def ear are ever present parasites on the heads of all who walk.

The Slow Revolution

What we need dear friends is a revolution. Unfortunately, revolutions have traditionally left us fragile humans broken on battlefields that would soon be memorials to ideals that would be hated by the victor and lamented by the defeated. I must make an assumption please forgive me; I assume that if you are reading this you have a desire or at least a passing interest in the raising and protecting of children. Not just any child either but those that you identify as sons and daughters.

You and I surly know that a revolution in the traditional sense would leave yet more precious young souls without those that would guide them to adulthood. No! Our current public discourse has one conclusion. This conclusion has been repeated over and over again in civilization upon civilization. Once a country is divided humans will kill each other. It saddens me to write that.

What raises my hope and maybe makes me and possibly you, those that share honey and locusts with John The Baptist as he spoke in the wilderness, is this glorious thought: we need not kill each other to have change. I know, take a moment breath it in and then let the thought as adrenaline in your veins, dilate your pupils and open your passages, a focused mind and determined patience is required for the path ahead.

Parenting Is The Revolution

The revolution we desperately desire is parenting. Let me elaborate, a revolution is Latin for turning around. When a revolution is made in the opposite direction at high speed it tends to be destructive. Example; if the earth suddenly started turning the opposite direction then everything on the planet would simply be destroyed. If! You can call accelerating in the the same direction, all at once, at possibly thousands of miles per hour, destruction. Needless to say neither you nor I would be here to debate the actual numbers or survey the end result.

Now take your car, as you drive down the road, lets say that you need to go in reverse for what ever reason. You would slow down to a stop then put your gear in reverse and slowly accelerate until you were headed in the opposite direction. In short a slow revolution is good and healthy a fast sudden revolution bloody and destructive.

Parenting is the revolution you and I both seek. From generation to generation consistent values, morals and philosophies being taught, practiced and repeated in love, by parents, to children.

Entropy is The Default

Everything tends towards entropy. What is entropy? It is a thermodynamic principle but also the tendency for things to move towards disorder and chaos. Is it no obvious that this is us and society? One example that comes to mind is gender, once the public opinion and that of science, that there were only two genders now there are ninety two. No matter where you fall on this issue you have to admit it is really hard to keep up. It is disorder it is chaos. This is not the only thing that this is happening in. Take political correctness, if you have an idea or even just want to discuss a topic, if that topic is even remotely taboo by would be “taste makers” you better hold on to your shorts because the proverbial public stoning might be right around the corner. Is this the world any of us wanted? Is this the world we want to leave our children?

Unfortunately, if we are asking ourselves the question then it is exactly the world we are leaving our children. The good news is that it is not the world that our children have to leave theirs. If we teach them now how to live, if we are willing to put time and effort into them, Then we will begin to slow the direction and prepare them to eventually throw the world into a bloodless revolution.

This takes that focused patient determination because this is a generation to generation kind of change. In the same way we have through our laziness gotten ourselves into this predicament we should commit to getting ourselves out of it one child, one lesson, one patient conversation and loving discipline at a time.

Revolutionary Values

Dear friend I feel I would be remiss in not at least laying out what this humble man thinks are principles that can guide and correct our course. This list is not exhaustive but it is what I hope my children leave the nest with. I hope this along with God’s Word is written on their hearts courses through their very veins.


I pray they would have respect for themselves and for the individual. Respect is given not earned, and though you may not feel like it the choice must be made to respect. Will I squelch the open mouth and will I open the def ear that I might learn of this person before me and thusly appreciate them. No matter how vehemently they might disagree and not matter how passionate they might be about their point of view may they never move into the realm of personal attacks unless there is truth there. May they always call a spade a spade.

Critical Thinking

Out of love may they practice logic. May they think critically about their world and question every concept. May they follow the evidence to the truth. May they accept that truth no matter how much they don’t like it. May they accept what they do not know. May they reject truth that has been shown to be false. May they come to those conclusions themselves instead of blindly believing those that would tell them what to believe.


What is awe? A feeling of reverential respect mixed with fear and wonder. Is there a word that is more stirring than awe? May our children go about their day in awe of this world, the cosmos, creation, people, the spiritual and themselves. May their awe birth gratitude in their core, may they be joyful, happy, reverent and above all may their view be contagious.


May our children be humbled. In their humility may their gentleness be evident. May they forever admit they do not know everything. May they share in their humility the truth they do know and may their humility spring into a well of love.


The banner over them is love, out of faith hope and love only love will remain. Love is patient, love is kind, it does not envy it does not boast, it is not proud it is not rude it is not self seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps not record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always preserves. Love never fails. May our children love this way.

Tell your children who they are! What you say to your children is what they will say to themselves in the darkest of their nights. When they bleed out their very souls in tears of anguish for wrongs done, mistakes committed or wounds inflicted may this be the words that come to them.

“You are a loved child. When you were conceived you were wanted. When you are at your lowest you are precious. When you find yourself in the long dark you are on my mind. When I look at you and the swirling nebula of serendipitous engineering and ineffable complexity I see a human being full of purpose and life.”

As a Christian I add this:

“Before the creation of the world God considered you. He loved you before he spoke the words let there be light there was a thought a plan in the heart of God for you. You are fearfully and wonderfully made. No matter what befalls you, your creator has plans to prosper you not to harm you. Bow your head and raise your voice fulfill your purpose and glorify God almighty.”

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Aaron Blakeley is a poet, and writer. Has been dadding hard since 2007. Joined the ranks of foster parents in 2014 and has not looked back. Writes poetry and other thoughts about parenting and the ineffable at The Daily Haiku webcomic can be found at