How to Find a Mentor
The good old days are gone
There was a day — you need to know this — when your grandmother would mentor you by taking you aside and telling you, “Listen, Honey, you are making a big mistake! You are pulling your own house down around your ears with that talk!…”
…Or with that attitude or that behavior.
And you would listen because you knew your granny loved you. And even if she dared to point you to God and you thought she was wrong, even if inwardly you were rolling your eyeballs, you would respect her for daring to cross the great divide of generation gaps to scold you, because she loved you.
And because if truth be known, you sort of loved her, too.
And because of the shock of perhaps the first time ever hearing her scold you.
And because you remembered her sugar cookies or something.
These days are different
These days, many grannies need someone to mentor them. They don’t care or even know about God, so they don’t know the way. They often don’t care about much at all; they don’t care about their grandkids, or even sometimes don’t know about them. And they for SURE don’t make sugar cookies.
We are in such a mess.
